The tension between Kilua and Illumi was palpable, a suffocating weight in the air as they stood face to face. Illumi's cold eyes never wavered, watching his younger brother with the same calculating gaze that he had always held. Kilua, on the other hand, was trembling—not from fear, but from the overwhelming pressure of his own emotions. He had never wanted this. He had never wanted to be a part of the Zoldyck legacy, but now, here he was, standing against his own flesh and blood.
Illumi took a slow step forward, his movements deliberate, each one a reminder of the power he wielded. His Nen was a dark force, cold and oppressive, pressing against Kilua's body like a heavy weight. But Kilua refused to back down. He wasn't the same boy who had once been enslaved by his family's expectations. He had learned, grown, and fought for his freedom. And now, with every ounce of his strength, he would fight to protect the life he had chosen.
"You're still so naive, Kilua," Illumi said, his voice a soft, venomous whisper. "You really believe you can outrun your fate? The Zoldyck name will always control you. It will always pull you back into the darkness."
Kilua's fists clenched, his Nen flaring to life as he prepared for the inevitable clash. "I don't care about the Zoldycks anymore," he spat, his words filled with conviction. "I've made my choice, Illumi. I'll never be like you. I'll fight for my own path."
Illumi's expression darkened, and for a moment, his eyes gleamed with something dark and dangerous. "Then I'll show you the true meaning of strength, Kilua," he said, his voice now cold and unyielding.
Before Kilua could react, Illumi moved with terrifying speed. The older Zoldyck brother's Nen wrapped around him like a suffocating web, trapping Kilua in its grasp. The world around him seemed to blur as Illumi's attacks came at him from every direction, his strikes impossibly fast, too fast for Kilua to counter.
Kilua barely managed to block a few strikes, but the pressure was overwhelming. Every attack that landed sent a shock of pain through his body, each hit reminding him just how far behind he was in terms of strength. He had trained relentlessly, pushed his Nen to its limits, but Illumi's power was on a different level—cold, calculated, and terrifyingly precise.
Kilua's mind raced. He had to find a way out. He couldn't let Illumi win. Not like this.
Then, a flash of memory crossed his mind—his bond with Gon, their shared struggles, their triumphs, and the promise he had made to himself. Kilua had always fought for freedom, but it was Gon who had shown him that true strength came from the heart, from the will to protect those you loved.
With newfound determination, Kilua surged forward, his Nen flaring as he channeled everything he had into a single, powerful strike. He didn't care about the pain, didn't care about the odds. All that mattered was breaking free, escaping the suffocating grip of his family's legacy.
"Thunder God's Wrath!" Kilua shouted, his voice filled with fury as he released a surge of electricity unlike anything he had ever done before. The air crackled with the intensity of his Nen, and the ground beneath him trembled as the attack shot toward Illumi.
Illumi's eyes widened in surprise as the strike closed in on him, but he was too slow to react. The blast hit him square in the chest, sending him flying backward with a scream of pain. The force of the attack left a crater in the ground, and for a brief moment, Kilua thought he had won. But Illumi was not so easily defeated.
Illumi staggered to his feet, his body scorched but his expression one of cold fury. "You're stronger than I thought, Kilua," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "But it's still not enough."
Kilua's heart raced, his body still burning from the aftermath of the attack. He had given it everything he had, but Illumi was still standing. The Zoldyck legacy was a force that couldn't be easily vanquished.
Kilua knew that this battle would be far from over. He had managed to land a hit, but the true test of his strength was yet to come.
Illumi's Nen flared once again, more powerful than before, and he advanced toward Kilua with deadly intent. Kilua's body was screaming for rest, his muscles aching, but he refused to give in. He couldn't. Not when so much was at stake.
With a final, desperate push, Kilua summoned his Nen once more, pouring every ounce of his willpower into the next attack. "I won't let you control me!" he shouted, his voice fierce.
As Illumi lunged toward him, Kilua's hand shot out, and with a roar, he unleashed a burst of pure energy—one final strike to break free of the chains that had bound him his entire life.
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