Hellbent

Prologue

"My main ground is yet to be precise. I shall persist for the sole intention of realization and fulfilment."

Chrollo's communicative thoughts resonated from the tall and sinister edifice he stands on and through latitudes. The formidable thief is well aware of this being unnecessary. Perhaps for the purpose of reaching his previous troupe inferiors briefly ignoring the fact that it would be impossible for anything to go through the curbs of the void dimension. This search for his absent, maybe nonexistent, identity remains prominent even with the late existence of the Phantom Troupe. The spider. All that is physically left with the spider is its head. With that, he pauses. Everything still. Another Nen acquisition. No, a Nen he fabricated or learned in utilizing Knov's and Alluka or Nanika's Nens. Chrollo is still frozen and taken aback, matching the time and space he just ceased.

"For what purpose?" he  scoffed, releasing time and space from his hold.

This act of mockery seems to be a self-reaction towards his almost attempt of anticipating whether his thoughts would somehow reach the troupe members. The display of emotions underneath his visage is periodical. It nearly parallels the array of perceptions he gains from the world at large. Although, given his calm demeanor and sharply calculated methods. Chrollo does not seem to mind though. He has never been the type to choose haste over clarity and being thorough. He brushes the thought in a second, feeling the slightest bit of shame on having any unnecessary qualms or concerns about something that is already done. After all, the amount of every Nen he had stolen would be more than enough to suffice. A subtle smirk brushed past his face owing to the memory. Not to mention that he used Knov's Nen in creation of the void dimension where they now exist. Or do they? 

Almost unnoticeable, a perplexing vision passes before him, the actual reason he is killing time in such a tall establishment. All thanks to the ability of Kortopi's and Melody's Nen, his locating ability and accuracy has increased. He was waiting for this. He once again stops, staring into nothing as if recalling and apprehending the vision he just saw.

"Ah. West." He mumbles to himself with amusement in his voice.

Chrollo eventually leaves the creepy structure, not bothering to use any of his stolen Nen abilities to do so, nor to see any additional vision in order to locate a person. Someone that is too plain, too simple, and has too much mundane characteristics requires much less to no usage of any Nen to locate.

"If I tell you I am near, it would be an understatement..." he says to himself with a bit more volume than his previous brief monologue. His visage exhibits a full smirk as he continues, "..as you are already within my grasp."

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mihael lucilfer .