TW!! Kurapika Kurta, the little boy full of joy & happiness; & just in a blink of an eye, turns to his worse nightmare with anger & pent-up rage, seeking revenge; For his slaughtered family, in front of him, all he sees is blood, guts, body parts & Scarlet eyes in front of him. All he could do at 13 was cry while burring his mother, father, & pairo. his family. friends. Gone. Just like that. He couldn’t do anything but feel; Numb. Weak. Hopeless. Alone. Miserable to say the least. Just because of some pair of eyes. Just for their selfish goods, & guilty pleasures. But in the end. He was left alone. hopeless. Weak & miserable. For what you may ask? We may never know. Poor Kurapika. He may never accept that he couldn’t do anything to save his kurta, or he may not of known he, himself would be like the rest of them; because the thought makes him sick. Weak. & petrified. So who is Kurapika Kurta? Broken? afraid? Or just scared? Scared for himself, scared he’ll never find someone for himself to love & support. Be vulnerable with. Or is that something he’s scared of? We may never know; But maybe that’s why he pushes everyone away, because he’s scared once he lets them in they’d end up dead. Just like the rest of them.
