Lukso Province, Kurta Clan
Hmmm, where am I? I look around, and I'm by a lake, leaning against a tree. When I turn my head, I see a small cabin in the distance on my left. For some reason, it looks like old architecture.
Aghhh, my whole body aches. When I look at my hands, they're so small. What's going on?
Then a sharp headache hits, and I lean forward, vomiting.
My name is Kael, a 5-year-old child in the Kurta Clan. My mother died giving birth to me, and my father always blamed me for it. Since I was 3, he's been beating me. After that incident, my father acted like scum, beating me every night. The clan members who pitied me gave me food because they knew about my situation.
That small house on my left is the one I lived in with my father. But today, Kael received bad news—or maybe good news. My father went hunting drunk today. The adults in the clan always went hunting together, and they trained children starting at age 7. But today, my father was eaten by a bear.
When Kael heard this, he fainted by the lake next to his house.
Damn it, where did these memories come from? Kael remembered his past life today.
Then something surprising happened—a piece of paper appeared in Kael's hand.
Thanks to his memories, Kael knew how to read.
[Dear Lucas, or should I say Kael now? You died, and we agreed I'd reincarnate you into this world. Oh, by the way, I'm God. I gave you three wishes. You don't remember because I erased that memory from your mind—nobody can see the true form of gods while alive without going mad. You can thank me later. Since you don't recall your wishes, let this letter jog your memory. Your first wish was for your nen and physical potential to be unbound by human limits. Your second wish was 100% affinity with all nen categories. Your third wish was to use nen abilities without being bound by vows or restrictions. Be happy, and good luck in your new life. Oh, and once you read this letter, your wishes are granted.]
Ugh, another headache, but as I read the letter, I felt something warm flowing through my body. The bruises on my hands disappeared. When I looked at my hand with my glasses, I saw something pale white flowing—it was ten.
At 5 years old, my nen awakened. This must be God's doing. Thank you, God.
In my previous life, my name was Lucas. I was a white-collar worker, always working overtime because I needed the money. Manga, anime, and webtoons were my motivation, helping me push aside the harsh reality of life. At least I wasn't a virgin when I died. My cause of death? A traffic accident. I was arguing with a Karen on the sidewalk when a Ford SUV hit us both.
Hmph, at least that Karen must be dead too—or at least in a vegetative state. And who the hell drives 100 km/h on a school zone? That damn driver.
Thinking about all this made me laugh a little. I felt better, but there's a problem. Being in the Kurta Clan means that damn God reincarnated me here on purpose.
From my memories, I played hide-and-seek with Kurapika, but it seems in this universe, she's a girl.
I pushed all these thoughts out of my head and slowly stood up. I was a loyal fan of the Hunter x Hunter manga, but Togashi filled the panels with so much text, it's like he never planned to finish it. Damn it, who wants to see Morena gambling?
I looked around. My house is a bit far but visible. At this time of night, everyone's asleep. The aunties in the clan promised to bring me food, but I don't trust them much—they'll probably forget me. The real issue is nen. From what I know, only adults in the clan learn nen, and a nen user can sense another nen user.
So, I need to stay in zetsu. When I tried, it felt like I didn't even need to try—my aura vanished. Someone would need to use gyo or en to notice me.
For a first-class nen user, I'm probably just a beginner, but since God removed my limits, my potential is immeasurable. Still, my aura capacity is small, and I'm physically weak, so the nen I can manifest is limited. I made a decision: I'll train in the wild in the mornings while in zetsu, and in the evenings, I'll work on ren, gradually increasing how long I can maintain it.
I was already a good-looking kid,blond hair, blue eyes,but my eyes felt empty, like they lacked hope.
In the Kurta Clan, Kael was known as withdrawn.
But when I thought about it, it didn't matter much. I could turn this to my advantage. Staying out of sight until I'm 7 is fine, but should I build a relationship with Kurapika and Pairo?
From my memories, Sheila probably told the Phantom Troupe where the Kurta Clan was, or maybe Pakunoda read her mind. I don't care,if I see Sheila, I'll kill her.
In my past life, I was a normal person, so killing isn't easy for me. I'll add hunting to my training in the wild. Who knows? Nen is in everything.
In nature, nen is even stronger. The power of nature is terrifying in every world.
If I'm not mistaken, the Phantom Troupe massacred the Kurta Clan after they killed Rinsorth. It doesn't matter,I'll do everything to kill them.
I can still use vows and restrictions, and with my wish, those vows will make me exponentially stronger—at least ten times, or maybe I'm hyping myself up.
Maybe I should leave the Kurta Clan now, but that'd be cowardly. I'll leave once I can change my eye color at will. But I should inform the clan chief, or they might send people to drag me back. I'm not some young master,I can't be arrogant until I reach a certain level, and even then, I'd avoid it.
After all, I'm not Chinese, and I'm grateful for that.
The next day…
I remember coming back from the lake last night and going to sleep. In the early morning, someone knocks on my door. After putting on my clothes, I open it. A young boy is standing there with food—cheese and similar things.
"Kael, are you okay?" It's Kurapika. Her mom probably sent her here. I take the food.
My face is blank. "Thanks, Kurapika. Thank your mom for me. We'll play together when I have time."
She raises her hands. "Yay! Don't make us wait too long!" she says, then turns and runs off.
Ah, the innocence of childhood. I close the door, eat my food, and head to the lake.
By the lake, I pick up the heaviest rock I can carry and start jogging around the lake slowly, still in zetsu.
Some adults see me from a distance but don't seem to care. They look at me with pity, probably thinking I'm struggling with my father's death and trying to get stronger. They think I'll give up eventually.
It took me 2 hours to finish my first lap. After that, I found a tree and started punching it. I got into a proper stance and kept going until my hands bled. Every time I thought I couldn't handle the pain, I pushed myself harder. Then I did push-ups, squats, and pull-ups on a tree branch.
I'm a kid who unlocked nen, which already boosts me, but physical growth is key.
The Hunter x Hunter world is brutal.in this world what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
If I could shock myself with electricity like Killua, I would, but I don't have that option. Poison resistance is something I'll think about after leaving the clan.
When I got home that evening, my hair was wet because I washed in the lake.
Kurapika brought food again. After eating, I thought about practicing ren, but it'd attract too much attention. Instead, I went back to the lake and meditated on a rock.
And so, time passed. Before I knew it, 6 months had gone by.
Asking God to remove my limits was the best decision I ever made. I can say I've mastered the basic nen techniques.
Spending almost all my time in nature has sharpened my five senses to incredible levels. The rock I carried during my first training feels like a toy now. The rocks I carry are heavier, and my workouts keep getting tougher. I have an idea for a new training routine, but I need some equipment for it.
I'm not thinking about creating my hatsu yet. I'll do it after mastering advanced nen techniques—it'll be better, and I need to perfect it.
For enhancement, it's simple: I'll slowly push my entire body to the peak with nen. But as I train, I've noticed I'm growing taller. I'm about a meter tall now, which makes me look like a 10-year-old, even though I'm just over 5.
If I survive the Kurta massacre, I'll become a bounty hunter.
Maybe even aim to be one of the Zodiacs. That's one of my goals, but I'd need to become a two-star hunter, which will be tough.
As much as I love the clan now, I know I probably can't stop their deaths. I don't even know if Sarasa is alive right now, but honestly, I don't care.
I'm scared of the Zoldycks. If they take a contract on me, I'm done. Game over.
I can hold ren for 3 hours now. I don't go too deep into the forest and stay in zetsu, so I haven't had any issues.
I've avoided talking to anyone and rarely leave the house. I stay out of sight. The clan gives me food every day, but it's an investment,they expect me to hunt and contribute when I grow up. It's fair.
Today, I planned to train as usual, but I haven't played with the other kids in a while. At this rate, no one in the clan will remember me.
Kurapika would invite me to play, but I usually refused. It feels like she pities me, and I don't need or want that.
Someone knocks on my door again. I open it slowly—it's Kurapika, as usual. The adults send her with food since she's the closest to me.
"Hey, Kael, want to play with us today?" Her voice sounds a bit sad, probably because I always turn her down. Her mom likely told her to be nice to me.
I sigh. "Alright, let's play together today."
Even if training is important, people need to rest and clear their minds sometimes.
Kurapika's eyes widen. "Really?"
I nod, and she excitedly grabs my hand. "Let's go!" She starts running, pulling me along. She couldn't drag me if she tried, but since it's like this, I run with her.
I see adults around, some busy with work, some carving wooden arrows, others just smoking herbs and watching the kids.
Kurapika takes me to the kids' gathering spot, an open area surrounded by trees, close to the clan.
I see Pairo and another girl my age. The other kids are in a different play area—this is usually Kurapika and Pairo's spot.
I see Pairo rolling on the ground. That kid's full of energy. When he sees me, he jumps up and runs over. "Hey, Kael, you finally came!"
I smile. "Yeah, it's been a while." Then I lean toward Kurapika and whisper, "Shh, Kurapika, who's that girl?"
She shouts and runs to the girl. "This is Alisa, one of our playmates. She's 10!"
I put my hand on my forehead. Damn it, why are you shouting, Kurapika? I give an awkward smile. "I'm Kael. Nice to meet you, Alisa."
"Hmm, nice to meet you too, Kael." For some reason, she feels more mature. Most kids here mature early since training starts at 7. Even women get some training, but it's minimal—families usually teach them how to speak, cook, and so on.
Pairo raises his hands. "Let's play hide-and-seek!"
Three hours later, we're all lying on the ground.
Maybe i should play like this every few days.
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