[Hunter X Hunter] A Little H-Cubed World, and the Four Emperors Are Eating Out of My Hand!

Comedic version:

You once had plenty of friends and made a name for yourself on the Grand Line. You picked fights with the Four Emperors, the Three Admirals, and the Celestial Dragons. You picked fights with heaven and earth, and fought your way to a seat among the Four Emperors.

You fought all the way to the Red Line, killing anyone who stood in your way, until you took things too far and faked your death.

You closed your eyes, opened them again, and found yourself in a world that was only slightly less stupid.

"Re↗store↘ the↗ glo↘ry↗ of↘ the↗ Em↘pire↗→↘~"

"..."

Thanks, but no thanks. The exit's on the left. Keep moving. No refunds.

Then you slept for a few hundred years, woke up, and found yourself broke.

"..."

Okay, fine. Just tell me who dug up your grave, and you'll blow their goddamn head off.

Ging Freecss brought a young woman out of the ruins of an empire that had once flourished, according to legend. She seemed to have some unspoken connection to the ruins, but she said nothing about it.

The three-star Hunter who'd dug up her grave guiltily returned the burial goods, until the son he'd kept avoiding got dragged into the mess and confronted head-on.

You put on your sunglasses, keeping your contribution well hidden.

Every cause has its effect, and you're the consequence coming for them.

Chrollo met a fellow book lover on the eve of the auction. She seemed to have heard about the Dark Continent, and had artfully dodged his probing questions.

The leader of the troupe came away empty-handed, losing both an auction ticket and two combat spiders.

The Spiders, nearly undefeated since their debut, suffered one setback after another. At last, Chrollo had to reconsider whether he should keep pursuing her at all costs.

"Never make an enemy of the strong. That's a rule of survival."

You smiled faintly and took down an A-class criminal who'd been throwing the world into chaos.

"Well, if they bring me tribute, I'll gladly accept it."

Gon Freecss and Killua Zoldyck were captured by the Spiders, then brazenly taken away by a woman they'd met while bargain-hunting at a market, who called herself a reliable and powerful god.

"Oh, I'm your ancestor," she said with a smile.

As their expressions crumbled, she slowly added,

"...A friend of your ancestor."

"Hey, can you give me back the things you left with the Zoldyck Family?"

By a twist of fate, the princess returned to the present day and met a descendant of a friend from who-knew-how-many generations ago. They were reckless and impulsive, clearly in need of discipline.

They were not only letting loose and getting carried away, but had even dared to cross you.

No matter. The princess would take action.

Serious version:

"When the whole world falls into a deep sleep, the only one left awake will be alone."

Kindness without the right to show it takes courage. Perhaps it is the source of pain.

If, in this age, everything you stand for is questioned, trampled, crushed, and ridiculed,

then let yourself transcend this age.

You who grew up in the mud were always meant to be fragile. To struggle to survive while resisting the absurd is itself a virtue worth celebrating.

Find people who share your ideals. Cast your souls without hesitation, and use the courage to burn together to break through the persecution of the age.

Do not become prisoners consumed by remorse.

You once smiled as you said goodbye. Your souls were free.

You witnessed the free white doves of the East Blue and the crimson, blazing blood, the beautiful dreams offered by the New World and the cruel reality that swept everything away.

You witnessed the power of humanity, the folly of our animal nature, and the faint, imperceptible hope on a road shrouded in darkness.

You will transcend this age.

Theme: And you fell into a deep sleep, the only one devoured by loneliness