Finding My Path: HxH x Pokemon

Finding My Path: HxH x Pokemon

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Gonkillu fanfic Pokemon and Hunter x Hunter Crossover that I think will be cute. Mostly made for adorable reasons! I wanted to make more stories! The physical comic has less filler than the digital copy. This saves my wrists from exploding!! Comic releases 5 months after I finish this story to allow me time to finalize the pages. --- Young Killua Zoldyck never fully invested into the world of Pokemon. One day, at 6 years of age decided to sneak out of his home and widened his eyes in awe of the magical world around him. Now at the age of 12 years old ventures out into the world to explore and forge his own path~ with Eevee by his side! 'Chase your dreams, seek them out and catch your destiny.' --- This story goes until Killua is 28 years old! Majority of the book will be 12-18 years old. For time reference. ~ Warnings; - light romance - heavy packed action - awful jokes because the author, me, has no experience This fanfic is for the general audience (16+) I don't own the characters nor claim from neither Pokemon or Hunter x Hunter. All rights reserved!
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