Gon's POV
I entered the portal and arrived at my desired place. It was deserted. Only the crickets and owls made noise, the fast sound of the river flowing coordinated with the fast beat of my heart.
The moon created a spotlight and this is our arena. No referees, no audience. Only I and him, fighting till the finish.
I will fight him once more and he'll never be causing havoc again. He wouldn't show his smile and leave me defeated. I do not have much Nen anymore because of what I did years ago to kill Neferpitou but I will not let it hinder me from fighting him.
I cannot stand being on the losing end forever!
I will punch his face again. Only stronger that he will not get back up.
His footsteps started and stopped, judging from the sound he was behind me. Just few meters away.
"How wonderful it is to see you Gon! Thank you for calling ahead! Is it perhaps because you missed me?" he licked his lips and started to walk closer.
His features matured more yet he was still tall and slender. His fashion sense was still the same as well, he's even wearing red sandals for pete sake.
"Well I do not find it wonderful. I came to fight, not to talk nonsense." I said with my fist clenched hard.
He chuckled and threw cards into my direction which I dodged with great ease and jump to the side. I was afraid and excited at the same time.
I know that I do not have enough strenght to battle him right now but my curiosity of how strong he was now, made me choose to stay.
Curiosity...
"Curiosity kills."
I could not count how many times Leorio, Kurapika and even Killua told me those words.But it is what keeps me going.
It was the reason why I decided to leave Whale Island six years ago to become a Hunter. I was puzzled why father left me and choose the path of his adventures.
People say that I get a little insane and maybe- I am.
Because I do not care if it is bad or good, if it feeds the hunger of my curiosity then I do it.
I thanked Binolt a serial killer, after he helped me get stronger and, in spite of being aware of how dangerous this man in front of me I do admire Hisoka for his might.
Despite wanting to put a stop to the actions of the Phantom Troupe, I never hated them until I discovered they were capable of feeling emotion and empathy.
I never judged Killua for his past as an assassin, but I snapped at Illumi when he started to suspect that, rather than Killua killing people because it wasn't his fault, not being taught to value life, his family was forcing him to do so regardless of how he felt about it. Killua deserved to do what he wants to do.
I threatened and held Illumi's arm telling him that Killua should retake the HxH exams and he should be allowed to so. He should've been taught to value life and it was never too late.
However, I did not even think about warning Agon when he was about to cross paths with Hisoka, despite knowing fully well that the encounter would inevitably result his death, all for the sake of obtaining the Hisoka's tag for my own purposes in the Hunter's Exam. I did not value his life...
I don't really sometimes understand myself.
I do not apply ethics and morals to things and people that feed my curiousity.
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