The Long-Lived Opened a Hunter Group Chat

When I first left home at fifteen, my dad was also a fifteen-year-old boy in the middle of a growth spurt.

When I came back, I found out someone had killed him. The killer was thirteen, with white hair and blue eyes, and called himself a Zoldyck.

Some time later, he told me I was his first friend, his only friend. He wanted to go against his family and seek revenge with me. He even invited me to marry him.

Me: “?”

At forty, I made a second friend. His name was Jin, and he was independent and self-assured. We flew through the sky and swam in the sea, living carefree lives for quite a while, until one day he suddenly told me he wanted us to be partners for life.

Me: “…”

At fifty, I fled to Meteor City to escape the people hunting me. I gave a few young men some pointers on Nen, and they said, “Be the leader of our Phantom Troupe.”

Me: “…?”

In my sixties, I signed up for the Hunter Exam again.

Still white hair and blue eyes, still a black-haired boy with spiky hair, and still a boy carrying a blood feud.

What a small world. Somehow, everyone I’ve known so far is here. When my old partner saw me, tears sprang into his eyes. “Celestria… are you Celestria’s child?”

Let me introduce myself again. My name is Celestria. I’m a long-lived species, and once my body reaches certain conditions, I grow backward overnight, returning to the age of twelve.

Now, Spiky-Hair Boy Number Two is tugging on my hand and saying, “Come find Jin with me, Celes!”

Me: “…”

*This world is full of fascinating unknowns and adventures, enough to set your mind wandering.

*Togashi said that Gon’s story actually ended when he found his dad, but this world has countless storylines.

*The heroine is long-lived, and her age is a mystery.

*Lots and lots of one-sided crushes, and they’re intense.

*Hunter-style companions: You’re my one and only best partner in crime (not).

*This story is quite long, and it’s not structured as a series of quests. If you skip a hundred chapters just because the title caught your eye, the transitions won’t make sense (covers face).

*Could people reading pirated copies please not comment? I’m seriously baffled. You show up around chapter one hundred with a handful of subscriptions, leave a comment to save face, and act like that’s perfectly normal ().

*Almost finished. The main story’s pairing is Zeno, with Jin as the alternative ending. The heroine is from Zeno’s era. When he was young, Zeno was also a handsome little boy with white hair and blue eyes ().

*First-person narration, with a very unusual style.

Here’s a new Hunter fic I’m working on

[Want to win me over? Interesting]

My world seems like one huge game.

And I’m a romanceable character.

I figured that out because I noticed my best friend, “Ailan,” was always changing personalities. He was usually like a robot, and only acted really out of character when he “logged in.”

He kept doggedly talking to me and giving me presents. His attempts to win me over were clumsy and crude. I watched this “player” go through the story without changing expression, wishing only for robot Ailan to come back.

Then one day, Ailan’s personality changed again. He stared into the mirror, feeling himself over. “Sugei! It feels just like the real thing. So this is what a fifteen-year-old body feels like?”

Ah…

This time, the player trying to win me over was a nine-year-old kid.

“Ailan” looked at me curiously. “My name is Killua.”

That line was a test.

I replied, “Ailan, you’re talking nonsense again.”

The player whose real name was Killua wore a mildly disappointed expression. “Tch. The name’s preset? The game gives you this much freedom, but slips up on a detail like this. Guess it really is just a program.”

It was only later that I found out I was actually the daughter of a billionaire, and one day I fell into a coma for reasons unknown.

My parents dragged my consciousness into a game to wake me up. The entire plot was meant to stimulate my brain.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t counted on me realizing it was a game, so my emotions could never be pushed to their limits. My affection level never reached 100.

The player named Killua spent years trying to win me over. Then one day, he suddenly started crying.

I froze.

He hugged me and said, “Thank goodness you’re only a character… Why are you only a character? Damn it!”

*Tentative title.

*Although Killua is the only one mentioned in the blurb, there are actually other players.

*Another impulsive, feel-good idea to celebrate HxH’s return! Bring it on!

Theme: Life is a long journey.