Our first snow together

Our first snow together

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I just finished watching the death scene of meruem and komugi in hunter x hunter. I then thought of how the scenario would be once they got reborn in a new life in completely diffetent scenarios and maybe, just maybe be able to live a nice peaceful life in this new form. (I'm going to give them the ability to remember their past, but I don't know whether to let them be reborn in a world where nen exists) (Slow progress)
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[Hunter x Hunter fanfiction] [Illumi Zoldyck x OC] [rewritten and available on AO3 "Of Ash And Cinders"] Say, would it be alright staying like this? I should get a few hours to prepare for a travel, sight-seeing, and corporating with the vessels of my soul. There's a feeling that I would meet someone I didn't met for a long time. That's my instinct, crashing the surprises. I've been delighted seeing the eyes of the people around me so happy by that time. Even though I frequently see them, there now feels like a boundary between my commonality and theirs. The boundary is the change, The constant changes. Well, that's inevitable. It was like I'm watching behind, with no words to speak. Waiting for something to happen, waiting for the turn of events. It's unutterable. In truth, I feel contentment yet I don't know why. My joy was watching them behind the shades. Reminiscence trembled all upon me, the worst, the best, the embarrassments, and the one that always runs in my mind and almost... in my eyes. There are times that I talk about some memories I shared with someone, and they hardly remember it at all. Well, I thought our songs really go on. I must've loved to repeat the lachrymose of joy from the past, where we all learned. Credits to Claaradel for being an absolute dear and making this for me. SSD my lady. :D

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