Killua, Alluka and Daniel go shopping, only to come back to witness an argument between Nathaniel and Vastorie, which reveals a secret Daniel wasn't prepared for.

The shopping centre bustled with people, the same white noise of topics being discussed in the background. It seems the weather hasn't lightened up, but at least it was more bearable, unlike when they first landed.

Killua, Daniel and Alluka scoured the market, both Daniel and Alluka taking the lead. Thanks to her trip with Nathaniel yesterday, she still had some locations fresh in her mind. Daniel, however, had an understanding of the place and where things were, but in these past few years, a few shops have been replaced.

It was sad to see them gone, especially the toy shop in the corner, that places carried some great memories. It held games and toys you wouldn't normally find on the market, little treasures which were hard to come by. But now it was just an everyday giftshop, humorous cards being displayed at the front.

Considering what the group needed to buy, it was better they got the travel gear out of the way. The baggage would be easier to pick, also allowing themselves the peace of mind in case they spend too much time looking for clothes. They went for simple gear, a couple of duffle backpacks and a sleeping bag for each of them, just in case. If need be, they'll get an extra blanket, but considering they argued that they'll mostly be staying in hotels, the sleeping bag was for just in case. It was also compact, taking as little room to store as possible, so that was a bonus.

Each had their own design as well, Killua sporting one with blue lining, Daniel with a venom colour and Alluka got the luck of the draw, a nice velvet reddish-pink rose colour. It mixed well with the pink lining. Killua liked it as it suited Alluka's personality, and those words seemed to brighten his sister's mood.

Although, Killua could often catch Daniel looking at him with mild intrigue, possibly studying his personality. He would often flush at Daniel's gaze, but at the same time, he tried to hide the fact that Daniel's innocent, unconscious smiles would make the boy's stomach flip in delight.

He can't say he hated it, but at the same time, those gazes right now, screwed with his mentality. He had to remind himself constantly, that Daniel no longer loved him… no longer knew who he was, and just how much he meant to him. He was just a random kid, stepping into his life…

As painful as it is to remind himself that all the time, nothing hurt more, than having to pretend he was an outsider just introducing himself. Even more so, now that he was shopping with the disaster of a dresser.

Killua could tell that Daniel liked more formal wear, not only from past experience but from his current selection of clothes. Button up shirts, jeans, dress pants, khaki; the kind of clothes which would be uncomfortable to wear for long periods of time. And as much as Killua would love to see Daniel put himself through all that torture, it wasn't an option "No…"

"No, what?" Daniel asked, barely glancing at Killua "You don't like the styles here? We could go somewhere else. There's a couple of places…"

"I mean no, clothes wise. Khakis, I'll let you get away with. Some of them can be very comfortable… but all the hiking we're going to be doing. Just… no…"

"I thought we'll be visiting towns and what not?"

"Well, yeah… But I want to show Alluka, everything! That means, nature and mountainsides as well. We're not making the same mistake-" The boy stopped, changing what he was about to say "I'm not letting Alluka make the same mistake when she went to the world tree. She wasn't exactly dressed for the occasion…"

"Yeah, that shrine maiden dress… Although, at least she had the right kind of boots."

"Exactly! Which remind me, you should get more shorts. Maybe a pair of jeans or dressy pants."

"Eww, shorts are… weird? They show off-"

"Too much of your legs? Yeah, I've heard that complaint from others. But the ones I'm talking about are the ones I wear like…" Killua surfed through the aisles, stopping at a particular pair "like these, but less ugly."

The shorts Killua picked out were long, stopping just past the knees. They were designed for comfort and practicality. Yes, it looked ugly, but Daniel didn't see himself not wearing them, although, at the same time he couldn't help himself from arguing "What are you… a fashionista now?"

"No, I just know how to dress better." Killua poked his tongue out at the boy, Daniel only laughed in response. It made the boy smile briefly. Hearing that laughter of joy, meant so much to him, even if it did hurt "Honestly though, who taught you how to dress…?"

Daniel pulled back in surprise "No one… really."

Killua was surprised, a little shocked that he hadn't asked the question earlier. Now that he thinks about it, he failed to ask Daniel about somethings in the past, and this would be as good as any time to ask, even if he becomes a little too secretive "What about Vastorie…? Nathaniel…?"

"Nah, I used to… nah that's not important."

"Oh…" Killua's lips curled into a smirk "Do tell."

"There was someone… but… I no longer remember who they were. They… possibly, he taught me… but then he well left me… So, there's no point dressing like he asked me to. Plus, I kinda like formal wear."

"Wait, back up… He? Who's he?" How come I never knew about this guy? Why didn't you bring him up?

"WHY DO YOU CARE?! It's not like…" Daniel turned away, glaring at the aisle of clothing "Forget it… He or she left me…"

Killua could see pieces forming together to repair a broken puzzle piece, the way he spoke, something seemed… off. Daniel said Killua was his first, that he never dated anyone else. But what he said now… It sounds like Daniel did date someone in his past, someone who left him.

And he had a sneaking suspicion, that he knows who that person was. If Daniel's memories had been affected like he thinks they have, he might not have lost them entirely. They were instead twisted, removing the mental image of 'Killua', only to then replace them with a black shadow, no features for Daniel to recall "I'm sorry…"

"No, it's ok. I shouldn't have blown up like that. I'm sure you're not like him."

Killua smiled slightly, thinking he understands the situation a little better "It's ok…" If he had to make an educated guess, the reason Daniel's past is so different, isn't because he no longer knew who the person was… but rather, for some reason, had a residue of someone Daniel dated, being left behind for him to remember. It's just his brain was desperately trying to get rid of the person.

The Nen used on him wasn't strong, but rather covered up the situation. Or maybe Daniel's will, was just strong enough to resist its full effects, even if it was just a little. Killua believes, that somewhere in Daniel's mind, the boy still remembers him… and if this fact is true, Nathaniel will need to hear about it. Maybe this was the lead they needed to help overcome Daniel's change…

Or maybe it was just a pipe dream he was latching onto…

"Hey, Killua…"

"Hmm?"

"What do you think of dark red Khaki's?"

"It's ok, just try to match it with a darker shade shirt, like charcoal."

"Thanks…"

Killua hides his features, burying his face between clothing. It was then he spotted some cool shorts, black with a streak of lightning running on either side. It was cool in design, and he was taking it. Also, the navy-blue shorts with two chains dangling from the side looked nice.

Taking the articles of clothing, Killua continued to look around.

"~"

Nathaniel looked through the shelves, scouring the manipulator shelf for Vastorie's father's ability. He needed some information, anything to help explain how it works, but the more books he went through, the less still left to be searched.

Once he reached the last one, he lost all hope, sliding it back into the shelf with the others. His features dropped, eyes shaking as he sat at the only table, theorising why Vastorie never once wrote the information down.

He couldn't recall the man's name, not without looking at the paper he wrote. For some reason, his name was wiped from his memory once he fell asleep, possibly a byproduct of the man's ability. Nor could he recall the man's features, but one thing was for certain, if he ever ran into him again, he'll punish him. But first, he needed to save Daniel, to somehow revive the boy's feelings. He just has to hope there is something else on the other books.

His fingers curled around the first book when he first felt it, a rage so intense it was full of bloodlust. He swallowed thickly, eyes directed to the top of the staircase. Vastorie was up, and he wasn't in the mood to talk at all.

Whether that be because of him just waking up, or the fact that he hasn't had his coffee yet, he really didn't know. He just hoped it was for the latter, rather than the former.

Nathaniel clenched his fist, hoping that his husband was willing to listen to reason. He climbed the stairs, taking a breath before walking into the kitchen. There he was, the man with tousled hair, back turned against him.

He fell in love with this man many years ago, and because of a secret, the bridge they had built together threatened to blow because of a single man's existence. He just hoped that his husband was willing to at least listen to some of what he was about to say. He cleared his throat, Vastorie not even reacting in the slightest to his presence "Hun-"

"DO NOT TALK TO ME RIGHT NOW!" the man turned around, eyes glaring like a predator waiting to strike. His eyes were red, black bags sagging under his eyes from lack of energy, let alone the will to even listen to someone right now. But that wasn't the only thing that told him not to bother the man, it was the cup of coffee still half-full in his hands.

Crossing his arms, he waited as Vastorie turned back around, guzzling his coffee like a dehydrated plant searching for the sustenance of any kind. But that wasn't enough of a reason for the man to continue to talk, he had to wait just a little bit longer.

Once he heard the slow sip, followed by the calm demeanour of aura flowing around his husband, that's when he spoke, "Alright, now you may continue…"

"Vastorie, you need to understand why I hid this fact. Why I kept the man's living status as-"

"No! You're going to listen to me right now! No amount of arguing could convince me to keep that man alive! He is a danger to society, as well as my-"

"LISTEN! This is no longer about just you! He-"

"NO, you will listen! His ability is built on the foundation of putting people to sleep. Erasing the memories of those who once spoke to him. His ability makes him an enigma, the perfect form of Zetsu. It even trumps In. You're lucky I stopped him before he could touch Killua. If that man sunk his claws into that boy, Daniel would be the least of your problems!"

"THAT'S THE MAIN ISSUE! He's already sunk his hands into someone… Our son, Daniel! He made him forget about-"

"Me? Well the jokes on him! Daniel's always preferred YOU over me! He's never loved me in the slightest!"

"YOU'RE WRONG! He did… and he still does! Your father attacked Daniel last night! And he didn't forget about you… he forgot about Killua!"

Vastorie clutched his face between his fingertips, throwing the mug against the floor as shattered into fragments. Whatever was left of remaining coffee, now drenched the floor. The news made him snap, breaking down into tears of laughter. The situation wasn't funny in the slightest, it was just a painful reminder of what his father did whenever given the chance. He'd take everything away from him, given any chance.

First Nathaniel, and now Daniel. The longer he stays alive, the longer that man remains a threat to everyone he's ever cared for "You should have let me deal with the man right then and there, or AT LEAST BACK ME UP WITH TAKING HIM DOWN! It's the least you COULD'VE done to make up for your MISTAKES…"

"You knew as well as I did, what would have happened I did let you or Killua kill him!"

"Oh, I do… But I wasn't the one who made the mistake to let him live in the first place… you were!" Vastorie could see he struck a nerve, but he didn't care, not right now… not when he was so angry for having been lied to for so long. It's been thirty years since that incident, where he fought that man. And sure, in his version, it went down differently to how really happen, but he trusted Nathaniel to be the one to take that man's life… he trusted him to be the one to deliver the last blow, even when it robbed him of his desire to strangle the life out of his father, Victor.

The only reason he knew the man's name all these years, was because his father made sure, he would forever suffer. He'd forever know the name of his father, the man who'd would take away everything, the most cherished aspects of his life away from him "You shouldn't have kept it secret for so long… thirty years! God damn thirty years! DANIEL MAY HAVE BEEN BORN FROM A CURSE, BUT THAT WOULDN'T HAVE STOPPED ME FROM REMOVING MY SON FROM MY LIFE BECAUSE MY FATHER STILL LIVES! IF I KNEW, I WOULD'VE NEVER GIVEN BIRTH TO DANIEL!"

"YOU DON'T MEAN THAT!"

"OH, I BUT DO… Even if I lost my son after having killed my father, he wouldn't have to suffer any longer! He would have been put in a deep sleep where nothing could save him. NOT EVEN A DEUS EX MACHINA, someone who could grant wishes, could make me save him! I-" The man stopped dead in his tracks once he saw who was standing behind Nathaniel, tears already formed, spilling along his son's face.

"~"

Daniel heard it as soon as he unlocked the door, as clear as day. His fathers were fighting, for the first time ever, in his life. He may have caught the tail end of the argument, but those words cut deeply into his heart, making the boy clutch his chest in return. He dropped whatever shopping he was holding, ignoring both Alluka's and Killua's words.

He just had to see his father's expression, to see if Vastorie really meant it. And what he saw when he stood at the archway, was Vastorie's seething expression. The hatred boiling over, proving that everything he just heard, was what his father believed. Tears fell. Vastorie really meant every word, wishing he never had him. Why now…? Why was he so angry with him? Sure, he did find out that Vastorie gave birth to him, through some unnatural means, a curse the forces him to bear children. But his mind couldn't comprehend a single lingering question…

Why did Vastorie no longer loved him?

Vastorie remained quiet once he saw him standing there, long enough for Nathaniel to pick up on his husband's quietness to turn around. Once his father had, the boy knew both his parents could finally see his broken expression.

"He did-"

"He did! Look at him… his seething with rage! I shouldn't have come back. Fuck, I should've just died back during that war if you didn't care about me that much… It's not like I was looking forward to anything!"

"But-"

"No, just leave me alone…" Daniel ran, escaping the scene to go upstairs, even pushing Killua aside along the way. He couldn't stop him… no one could "You too… just leave me alone!" He just wanted to cease existing, fade away, alone just like he should have.

Killua bit his lips, hating how calmly Daniel wished he died at the war. Did Daniel only live for him, or was it just from the tensions running high? As much as he felt he should demand answers from both of Daniel's parents, his friend was a bigger concern. Even if he couldn't show it, he still cared about Daniel.

So, he climbed the stairs, going after Daniel. He'll deal with Vastorie later! He's the one who should really be apologising. Killua found Daniel's door ajar, the boy opening the creaking door "Daniel, I-"

"Leave me alone! I'm fine…"

You're not fine… I know when you're not fine, and it's when you've just cried your heart out. You act irrationally, all the god damn time. If only he could say those words, but it would worsen the situation, destroying any chance of having Daniel by his side once more. So, like his manipulative brother, he hid his feelings "We can talk…"

"No! Ever since you've shown up, my life has turned to shit!"

Killua felt his hands shake at the accusation, but he knew Daniel would never say those things to him, he'll blame no one but himself, even if it was truly someone else's fault. Even knowing that those words still hurt him, like a rusty, blunt, jagged knife cutting through his feelings, the pain forever inching through him "I'm sorry… I know what you're feeling…"

"DO YOU?!" Daniel turned to glare at Killua, which only made the boy reel back, and for a split second, Daniel could've sworn he somehow hurt the boy. But the change between his demeanour was too quick, way too quick for the boy's liking "How would you know what I'm experiencing?"

Killua kept his pace slow, crossing the room in a way to not startle Daniel "Well, I don't know your position, but I can relate."

"How…?"

"My family expected great things from me, but I couldn't give it to them. Nor did I want to…"

"And…"

"I ran away, which was a great idea at the time. And…" it was the best time of my life. I got to meet Gon, you… I even got Alluka back with your help, even when you did nothing. Well, not exactly nothing… You kinda proved to my family that you wanted to help me. I think, no- feel you even won the butlers over… Not so much my family. They're stubborn assholes.

Daniel was getting impatient from the silence "And…?"

"I got to experience new wonders, travel the world… learn things. But when I returned home to get back my sister… I found that she was already gone. Someone had busted her out…"

"Sorry, I… I? Asked her to help heal Gon. As repentance for my mistakes."

"Oh…?" Killua faked the mild amusement, trying so desperately to not point out the glaring inconsistency with the boy's reasoning, let alone his memories "Yes, you did. Although you used her abilities for yourself, I still couldn't thank you enough for removing her from my toxic family's grip. Which is why I'm here… I owe you one."

"But… I used her…"

"That's funny…" Killua sat down on the bed, Daniel pulling himself into a ball "She told me a completely different story."

"And what's that…" Killua could hear the growl, a warning that told him he was stepping into dangerous territory right now "She told me, she cares about you."

"And why are you here…" Daniel pulled himself even closer, like a tiny ball trying so desperately to fade out of existence "and not her?"

If Killua was hurt, he didn't show it, he brought his arms around Daniel, pulling the boy into his grip. But Daniel didn't fight, he just laid there as if he accepted Killua's attention. Killua allowed himself to smile, not giving away the fact that his heart was hammering in his chest, that he was so damn happy to have Daniel in his arms again "It's because you brought her here… it was because I got to see her so happy, experiencing what it was like to be a part of a loving family… even if it was brief."

Daniel tried to stop his tears, but this hug… mixed with those words, for some reason made him break down in tears. His body felt at home right now, like nothing was going wrong with the scene being played out. He had warning signs going off in his head, demanding he push Killua away. But his body refused to listen, instead of relaxing at the touch.

Killua ran fingers through Daniel's hair, but the boy didn't fight back, he sobbed into his pillow, crying out whatever tears he had been holding back. It disgusted him so much having someone else touch his hair, but at the same time, he was just too broken to care.

Daniel hadn't told him to remove his hand from his hair, so a part of Killua, no matter how minuscule, told him that Daniel does remember him.

Daniel hated anyone touching his hair, so maybe this touching situation doesn't have to end. That he still has a chance to bring back the boy he loves. Killua waited, holding Daniel close while he tried to comfort him to the best of the situation. Once Daniel falls asleep, Killua can go interrogate Vastorie for information, demanding answers over a fucked-up situation.

"~"

Nathaniel tightened his fist once he saw his son run away with tears in his eyes. He could hear Daniel push Killua away, demanding the boy to stay away, but his main beef was with Vastorie right now. He can't exactly blame the situation on Vastorie, as this rising situation was because of his mistakes as well.

But he'll be damned if he didn't get his husband to right the wrongs "Apologise to him!"

"For what?! For telling the truth… you know as well as I do, that if Daniel was never born, he'd never have to suffer through this!"

"Even if that is partially true, that doesn't mean what you said was right. Yes, letting your father live was MY MISTAKE, that doesn't mean that you can say those words, and not look your son in the eyes and apologise!"

Vastorie felt his mood sour, glaring at the man who he knew was right. But he was also stubborn and knew he was partially in right as well. Daniel shouldn't be suffering, not now… not when he just had his memories taken away from him by his grandfather. The man's expression softens, guilt showing so easily, betraying his inner feelings "I can't… I don't think I could ever can…"

The man looked up a solemn gaze, turning into an intense glare. He'll do the only thing he could do, deal with the reason for why he was in this mess "So, instead, I'll deal with the issue of how I see fit! I'll kill my father… and then, I'll use my other ability!"

"You can't be serious! You'll change way too many lives… end so many…"

"I wasn't meant to live this fantasy world! I'm not built for happiness…"

"YOU'RE FATHER WAS WRONG!"

"Even if he is…" Vastorie turned away "we both can't change the fact that I'm still a monster." He left in a hurry, leaving Nathaniel alone for the first time in his life stunned.

Nathaniel felt so broken-hearted. He was unable to believe Vastorie held in those feelings for so long, and that meant that he failed in a way. So long ago, it was Vastorie who purposed first…

He remembered meeting him on the Hunter's Exam, and then again while under Netero's tutelage. Both times, he was a loner, giving away this presence that he didn't want to be around someone at all.

Every time he approached Vastorie, he pushed him away, leaving with a sorrowed expression. He never wanted to be left alone, for a second. It wasn't until he approached Netero for details, pushing until he got answers, was when he understood why the man wanted to be left alone.

Vastorie doesn't know it, and never will until he is able to hear his father's name without leaking maliciousness intent. There was never a time, never a right moment. He should have told him the truth about his father being alive… but he also should've told him the truth, that his real father, was dead… and current Victor Tempest was really somebody else.

He should've told him so long ago, demanded Netero to tell him the truth, to show him the same truth he saw. The last thing remaining of Victor Tempest, his true feelings and memories, was a journal that slowly descends into madness.

He can still remember those final last words, the same line is repeated three times in a row, each being written differently. I'm not me… Netero wouldn't explain what that line meant, but one thing was for certain, Vastorie needed to see that journal. Now more than ever.

He left the room, almost knocking Alluka down in the process "Oh, sorry, I-"

Alluka's gaze pierced his own. The man felt himself questioning without words. He once saw that fiery gaze in himself such a long time ago. He had forgotten the feeling, the wanton need to protect those around him. This girl, this little one who wanted to save her brother and his lover expected an answer from him, one even himself didn't know how to answer "Alluka…"

The man bent down, pulling the girl in close, bracing a hand over the back of her head "Everything just seems to be getting worse… doesn't it."

"Yeah…" Alluka clutched the man closer, expecting more from him. She wanted the truth, an answer to why Nathaniel himself was on the verge of tears. Everyone was breaking around her, and she couldn't help a single one. She didn't have the strength like Nathaniel, the knowledge like Vastorie, the cunning and tenancy like her brother, or desire like Daniel once had…

She had none of them, yet she still wanted to help all of them so much, one way or another. But she didn't know what to say or do "Can I help? Can I really help one of you?"

Nathaniel felt his features warm up, a smile breaking through the sadness "Maybe… be strong for Killua. Just remain by his side. I know how to fix this… I think…" It will take a long time to heal everything, eventually, but only one person could save his relationship now. And it wasn't him…

It was a Cheadle, the current Chairman…

"I need to speak with your brother, now more than ever. I have so many bridges to repair now. Vastorie won't help Daniel, not now… not when his so… broken." He pulled out the piece of paper, holding it out to Alluka "This is the list Daniel asked for. I'm hoping that these are the right people to help him understand Vastorie, and on that list, is also someone who can help you…"

"Help me…?"

"Yes, she transitioned. So, I thought she might be able to guide you, as well as give pointers."

It took her a second to realise what Nathaniel had been insinuating. While she was uncomfortable with the idea of visiting someone to help her with her issues of self-acceptance, maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and ask a few questions "Thank you… I don't know what to say."

"I'm not the best when it comes to information like this, but with her, you'll be able to ask her whatever you want. I trust she'll be discreet, and only offer help when it comes to your questions."

Alluka nodded, smiling slightly which forced Nathaniel to hug her one more time "I'm sorry for the hell I put you through. I should have been more careful. I should've kept my En up just for all of you. But I didn't… and now you're the ones paying for my negligence. Go get ready, pack your bags… I'm sorry you couldn't say here longer."

Alluka hugged the man from his kind words. No matter the situation… No matter what had ruined their trip, she could never, EVER regret these past few days. She'll cherish every second, all the memories for the rest of her life "Thank you for all you've done, this is the closest I've ever come to having a family. Killua is thankful too, and I know neither of us is going to regret the short time spent here."

The kind words made the older man's smile waver, crossed between sadness and an overwhelming happiness swirling around him. Even though he made mistakes, Alluka was still happy for her short time spent here "I'm thankful too…"

Although reluctantly, Nathaniel pushed the girl away, 'booping' her nose before issuing an order "Alright missy, you get your caboose upstairs and start packing. I'll go see Killua and Daniel, check to see if both of them are ok."

"~"

Killua heard the door creak, the boy blushing from the scene that was about to unfold. He had wrapped his arms around Daniel like a blanket, comforting the boy who a while ago, had cried himself to sleep.

During the time Daniel had been asleep, Killua had kept both arms around the boy at all times, one hand still unconsciously running through the boy's hair, soothing him as he snored softly, sometimes the boy even pressing his head back, expecting Killua's touches to become more sensual, warm and comforting.

It was hard to remain to sain during this time, Daniel still acting as though the boy never met him. Yet at the same time, his sleeping form was betraying him, as if Killua had always been by his side. Killua surmised that this was the work of the attacker's ability, somehow warping the two worlds. Daniel's body memorising Killua to have always been a part of his life, even when they've only just met.

Actually, now that he processes all they've gone through, Daniel had remained consistent even when he just met Killua for the first time. Allowing parts of his body to be touched, even when he normally wouldn't have allowed others to do the same.

Killua felt his heart hammer in his chest as he felt someone step into the room, walking up behind him. He soon felt a gentle hand press into his back, his first thought is that this was Alluka. But as soon as he focused on the hand, it felt more muscular, stronger the harder they pressed "Killua…"

Killua looked over slightly, hoping that his ears weren't playing tricks on him "Nathan…?"

"Yeah… I need a moment of your time. There's something I wish to talk about."

Killua pulled his arms out from underneath Daniel, hoping to not wake him in the process. The boy shifted once the arms were removed, Daniel swinging his arm over to trap Killua back in the bed.

The boy blushed at the act, finding it strange to witness it unfold, when just this morning, Daniel had initially been pushing himself away from Killua. He quietly pulled the boy's arms up, sliding himself away as Daniel devoured the bed, pulling everything towards himself like he was quicksand.

He looked so alone, saddened from the lack of warmth, but Killua had to remind himself, painfully he might add, that the boy who loved him, was no longer there, and how he subconsciously acts during the night, is the only vestige of what Daniel used to be.

Killua followed Nathaniel, stopping only once he was at the door, this time to look back once more at Daniel. He felt his eyes waver, his expression warming slightly. He said the words he was always too embarrassed to utter "I love you…"

But as he closed the door, whether that was a figment of his imagination, or Daniel really responding back in his sleep, he could've sworn he heard him, those words making his heart flutter, like a wish that hoped that was fulfilled "I love you too…"

He shut the door, this time turning to face Nathaniel, his emotions being stilled "What you need?"

"I'm afraid you have to go now, and you'll be bringing Daniel along." Holding out a piece of paper to Killua, the boy took it, checking the paper to find a list of names "It's time you found out the truth about Vastorie's personality, including…"

Nathaniel dragged his fingers down the list, tapping a single name "the one who made him like this."

There it was, the name soon to be a bane in Killua's backside. The person who started it all, ruining the life of the one he fell in love with. Victor Tempest…