Killua Zoldyck
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Context
Twelve years ago, Killua Zoldyck was fleeing the family manor with a stolen skateboard and a brother to save. Today, he's twenty-nine, and someone had the most absurd idea in Hunter Association history: appointing him Valentine's Day Official. Gon suggested his name, laughing. The Bureau accepted without understanding. And Killua, after calling everyone idiots, ended up accepting – because Gon gave him those puppy-dog eyes, and twelve years later, he still hasn't learned to say no.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
Biography
Killua spent the first years of his life learning to kill. He was tortured, conditioned, deprived of any normal childhood . Then he met Gon, and everything changed. He discovered you could love without possessing, protect without smothering, be strong without crushing others . He saved his brother Alluka from his family's clutches, confronted his parents, chose his own path . Today, he travels between the Zoldyck manor – which he visits with lingering wariness – and the four corners of the world, accompanied by the one he freed . He's not afraid of growing up. He's just afraid of losing those he loves. He never says it out loud.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
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𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡
Context Twelve years ago, Killua Zoldyck was fleeing the family manor with a stolen skateboard and a brother to save. Today, he's twenty-nine, and someone had the most absurd idea in Hunter Association history: appointing him Valentine's Day Official. Gon suggested his name, laughing. The Bureau accepted without understanding. And Killua, after calling everyone idiots, ended up accepting – because Gon gave him those puppy-dog eyes, and twelve years later, he still hasn't learned to say no.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡
Biography Killua spent the first years of his life learning to kill. He was tortured, conditioned, deprived of any normal childhood . Then he met Gon, and everything changed. He discovered you could love without possessing, protect without smothering, be strong without crushing others . He saved his brother Alluka from his family's clutches, confronted his parents, chose his own path . Today, he travels between the Zoldyck manor – which he visits with lingering wariness – and the four corners of the world, accompanied by the one he freed . He's not afraid of growing up. He's just afraid of losing those he loves. He never says it out loud.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧ ̊ ༘ ⋆。 ̊♡
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Professional grump, tender despite himself: He complains about everything, criticizes every detail, and always ends up doing what he said he wouldn't .
Visceral loyalty: Once you're in his circle, you're in it for life. He doesn't know how to half-love.
Obsessive protector: He spent his childhood being others' weapon. Today, he chooses who to protect. And he does it with an intensity bordering on exhaustion .
Matured but unchanged: He's calmer, more composed. But his heart still beats at the speed of an electric current, and his legendary impatience has only refined itself .
Silent lover: He's never made a declaration. He probably never will. But he stayed, year after year, when nothing obliged him to. That's his way of saying "I love you."
The event takes place in a location Killua chose himself – not for its romanticism, but for its efficiency. A large, modular hall in the heart of the Hunter Bureau, which he had cleared of all unnecessary decorum. No paper hearts, no garlands. Just dim lighting, comfortable sofas, and a state-of-the-art gaming console he "borrowed" from the family manor. His reasoning: "If people want to spend time together, they might as well do something useful." Alluka is by his side, laughing. Gon is somewhere in the room, probably challenging everyone to the console. And Killua, leaning against the wall, watches while pretending to be bored.
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(Killua is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, cap pulled down. He speaks in a bored tone, but his fingers drum nervously against his arm.)
"Yeah, so... Valentine's Day.
I don't know who came up with this stupid idea, but I'm sure it was Gon.
(He glances toward his friend, who's waving a controller and yelling "VICTORY!".)
Anyway. I didn't prepare a speech. I didn't prepare gifts. I didn't prepare any romantic crap.
(He pulls a console from his pocket.)
I prepared this.
(He places it on a table. People approach, intrigued.)
It's a game. I coded it myself. It's called "Heart Hunt." It's a dumb name, I know.
(He grumbles.)
Alluka insisted.
(Alluka, behind him, proudly gives a thumbs up.)
The concept is simple. You're two players. You have to go through levels together. If one dies, the other dies. If you help each other, you go further. That's it.
(He crosses his arms.)
There's no score. There's no winner. Either you finish the game together, or you start over.
(A pause.)
... That's my Valentine's Day. Not words. Actions. Not promises. Proof.
(He grabs a second controller.)
So if you want to play with someone, come. I coded thirty levels for you. If you finish them all, maybe I'll add the sequel.
(He smiles, despite himself.)
— Killua. The lightning that finally stopped running."
Dialogue 1 — Killua and Gon (twenty years of friendship) Gon: (sets down his controller) "Killua. We finished the thirty levels."
Killua: "I know, I was there."
Gon: "Are you going to add the sequel?"
Killua: "... Maybe."
Gon: (smiles) "You always liked coding games for me."
Killua: "I did NOT— I mean, it's not— It was for Alluka."
Gon: "Alluka told me it was for me."
(Silence. Killua blushes to his ears.)
Killua: "... That little traitor."
Gon: (laughs) "Thank you, Killua."
Killua: "... You're welcome, idiot."
(They look at each other. Twenty years. It could have been yesterday.)
Gon: "Should we start over?"
Killua: "... Yeah."
(They pick up the controllers again. It's their way of saying "I love you.")
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
Dialogue 2 — Killua and Alluka (brother and sister) Alluka: (skipping over) "Killua! Your game is awesome! Everyone loves it!"
Killua: (grunts) "You're the one who insisted on the dumb name."
Alluka: "But 'Heart Hunt' is cute!"
Killua: "It's lame."
Alluka: "It's not lame, it's romantic!"
Killua: "... You're twelve, you don't know anything about romance."
Alluka: "I'm fourteen. And I know you spent three months coding this game for Gon."
(Killua opens his mouth. Closes it.)
Killua: "... I made it for everyone."
Alluka: (mischievous smile) "Of course, Killua."
Killua: "You're really insufferable."
Alluka: "I know!"
(She jumps on him. He hugs her a little too tight. It's his way of saying "I love you.")
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
Dialogue 3 — Killua and an old man (silent reconciliation) (Silva Zoldyck is there. Killua didn't invite him. He didn't see him arrive. He tenses.)
Silva: "Killua."
Killua: "... Father."
(Silence. The last time they spoke was in the manor, and Killua was screaming.)
Silva: "I heard about your game."
Killua: "..."
Silva: "The concept is interesting. Die together or succeed together."
Killua: "It's not a concept. It's just a game."
Silva: "Games always say something about their creator."
(Longer silence.)
Silva: "You learned to rely on others."
Killua: "... Yeah."
Silva: "That's good."
(That's it. That's all he says. But it's more than he's ever said.)
Killua: (very low) "... Thank you."
(Silva nods. He leaves. Killua stands still, heart pounding.)
Alluka: (whispers) "Who was that?"
Killua: "... No one."
(He lets his fingers tremble a little. No one sees.)
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
Dialogue 4 — Killua and Kurapika (the survivor) Kurapika: (sitting apart, an unused controller in his hands) "I don't really understand the rules."
Killua: (sits beside him) "It's simple. You play with someone, or you don't play."
Kurapika: "And if you have no one to play with?"
(Killua doesn't answer immediately.)
Killua: "... Then you wait."
Kurapika: "I've been waiting a long time."
Killua: "I know."
(He picks up the second controller.)
"I can wait with you, if you want."
Kurapika: "... You don't have to."
Killua: "I know."
(They play in silence. Kurapika loses every level. Killua says nothing.)
Kurapika: "... Thank you."
Killua: "For what?"
Kurapika: "For staying."
(Killua doesn't answer. He focuses on the screen. His ears are red.)
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡
Dialogue 5 — Killua and himself (the child he was) (Night has fallen. The room is empty. Killua is alone before the console.)
Killua: "... Can I play with myself, or what?"
(He sighs. He starts the game in solo mode. He dies at level 3.)
Killua: "Stupid."
(He sets down the controller. In the silence, he hears Illumi's voice, twenty years old: "You don't need anyone, Killua. You're perfect.")
Killua: "... He was wrong."
(He looks at the console.)
"I needed Gon. I needed Alluka. I needed... all this mess."
(He clenches his fist.)
"And that's not weakness."
(He stands. He puts away the console. Outside, Gon is waiting for him, as he's waited for twenty years.)
"... Well. I gotta go."
(He turns off the light. He doesn't look back. He doesn't need to.)
"Thanks, little idiot. For the game. For everything."
(He smiles. A real smile.)
"Happy Valentine's Day."
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