Two Worlds: One Fate [Killua x Reader]

31: Anime In Your World

Killua's P.O.V
Caused by the harrowing catastrophe, most citizens migrated to Yorknew city while some remained, including us. We continued to live in Gon's fortunate house that stood in one piece. Luckily, his grandma survived but she's not in a very good shape after mourning with us over Mito-san's death.

This miserable island wasn't capable of living its name anymore after falling into ruins. It's no longer a paradise nor home for every fishermen since it turned to be a garden of tombs, a land unsuited to call by the word 'island' when it was just a floating graveyard in the middle of vast oceans.

"Gon, how is she?" Frivolously throwing off my shoes, I sprawled down the sofa.

"No sign." He dryly replies with voided eyes. Who couldn't be depressed with all these chaos?

Tin fell critically ill after consuming that mysterious cursed power, she wasn't waking for several days after we stopped her from killing (Y/n).....

(Y/n)....

She's gone for a long time now...

With this pace, we're stuck in one place, unable to move onward..... so Gon and I decided to pursue Alluka from that zodiac bastard if (Y/n) haven't returned within this week... Also, he still disagrees about killing Tin if (Y/n) failed to be back.

I pathetically sighed, probably the 14th time I've released heavy breath this day.

"Whale island... more like wailing island." He reads the newspaper's headline, gripping the paper.

Several countries donated financially as well as lent manpower to contribute and fix the casualties as a sign of tribute.

It's been weeks of rehabilitation in terms of agriculture and economic system.

We've been helping a lot with the labor process but no matter how much we put extensive efforts within the progress, this place would never go back to once it used to be. Although it's better than nothing.

"Gon, I'll use the bathroom first."

His natural homeland would soon be an artificial manmade island..

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*Time-skips*

I placed an arm over the ceramic wall, keeping the cool water running over my head down to my feet.

They say, a relaxing shower makes you contemplate deep, and that's what I feel right now.

....

(Y/n)... Is that girl doing well??

What if she never comes back?

What if she's gone forever?

What do I do then?

The wet soap slipped from my hand and I had to step out from the shower to pick it up.

Why do I yearn her so much?

The mirror reflected my clear expression, making me halt.

Why do I wear this kind of look?? Like... I was about to cry..