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Bubble: Hey guys... it's 4am here... I've spent the last 8 hours editing and updating every single chapter on here I recommend you check them ou-

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Bubble: ... *clears throat* ookay, let's try again then. HEY GUYS ITS BEEN 2 YEARS SINCE I'VE UPDATED WASSAAAAP?! Okay here it is, over these past two years I've never once forgotten my story nor my followers here on ... can you believe this is one of the first stories I published? Guess when? 5 YEARS AGO! Like, okay. I'm sure there are some cool-ass authors out here that have been going strong with stories for years, I understand. But this platform has actually been a really big part of my life and I really love posting here! So I'm here! With more chapters!

Saki: Again, we never forgot about you guys reading this story and all of the support you've given us over LITERAL years!

Gon: Here Bubble presents to you... CHAPTER 32~! The one you've been waiting for!

Bubble: Yeah but seriously. I did go and change the story a bit so if you feel like it go check out the last few chaps before this kayyy 3

Hisoka: Love you all, please R&R!

Chapter. 32: The Promise

I remembered a bright light in my memory... but it wasn't fire. It was the warmth of the sun.

Before our training, Hisoka would read me a book. He would play with my hair. It was a large, heavy book, and in it were many different stories.

Some were sad, some were very happy. Some were just outright confusing.

I had a favourite one. I'm not really sure why I loved it so much. But I did.

The start was complicated, but I'd always skip ahead and demand Hisoka to read me from this exact paragraph.

"Here!" I would say, Hisoka! Read here!" He would laugh and agree. "Okay, the same story as yesterday huh? You never get sick of this one.

I would grin as he started to read part way through the story.

"The ring that the king wore had many powers, the royal mage had strengthened it after all..."

Kill... Kill... Kill them all.

I was blind with rage.

Get revenge.

Look what they did to Hisoka.

Look what they did to me?

It's only natural. I ignored the screams, I was desensitized to the pain everyone else felt.

No... I never wanted to hurt anyone.

Ever since I was a child, I hated seeing anything or anyone in pain.

Once I rescued a little bird that had fallen from a branch.

I patched up my neighbor's knee when he got hurt in my village, even though he- everyone was mean in that village.

I never wanted anyone to be in pain.

Look what the ring did to you... to both of you!

Wait... the ring? The... special ring?

Hisoka's calm voice rang through my memories.

"So the King proposed to his love with a ring. She could not love her brother in that way, but she agreed to rule the Kingdom with him.

"I cannot love you." She said, sadly.

"I understand." The King replied.

"This ring... it will grant the wearer many wishes. It was made that way for us. The royal blood."

"Promise me." He said, both knees on the ground as he grasped the girl's hands in his. "Promise me you will rule as Queen, never fall in love with me, and I- together with this ring, will grant you absolute protection, absolute power, and absolute loyalty as your Knight."

"I will stay by your side as a Knight in armor, and protect you with my life until the day for us to pass on comes."

"You will have a child. He will be King. And he will then wear this ring. It will grant him absolute power, protection and loyalty from the people who serve him. He will naturally keep his promise, find a wife and continue the line. It is the best way to preserve our royal bloodline with promised power and protection."

Although the now Queen understood that he was only trying to make sure his Kingdom thrived, she agreed because she was a kind soul that gave help when people needed it. She stayed to create a successful lineage. And she did just that.

The ring was passed on through generations, slowly people began to lust for the rings power it gave the wearer. People became jealous of the riches the royals adorned. Because the ring was made to please the wearer, as humankind became more greedy of others, the ring started to cater for audiences of wealth and power. Soon the ring was also providing riches and gold for the Kings and Queens who came after.

This was a big change from the giving Queen and Knight they once had.

"But it's between King and Knight!" I interrupted Hisoka's reading. "Wasn't it easy not to love eachother?"

Hisoka smiled. "Well, I wouldn't be so sure. If you spend enough time with someone, maybe you do end up loving them."

He read on.

One day, it was time for the new King to wear the ring again, he was looking forward to the riches and power he would receive. But the world had other plans for him.

He was assigned a Knight. A very loyal, very powerful Knight that offered absolute protection and very good swordsmanship. The Knight took off their helmet to salute to the King. The King saw a fierce look and long, fiery red hair. The Knight was a beautiful woman. More beautiful than anybody he had ever seen before.

She turned out to be the kindest, most powerful swordsman in the country. The King was yet to find a wife, and it was too late. He had fallen in love with this fiery Knight.

"I will give you all the riches in the land. I will give you all of the love I have in my heart." The King promised and promised. "I will never leave you alone. I don't want anything but you." The Knight cried. She knew the consequence. The ring grew hot. The King shouted and ripped the ring off his finger. But it was too late, the nen bindings were fastened to his ring finger. The King and Knight were separated at first, thrown into cold dungeons on the other side of the country from each other.

The ring itself, erupted into a powerful form of nen then reworked itself, reprogramming to cater for all humankind, instead of royalty as the people believed the Kingdom was no more.

Humankind were driven by a different force in this era. They all wanted to get their hands on the nen users. "What an odd ability!" They would shout. "I want it all to myself!" The ring listened, and granted this wish.

"Oh no!" Natsumi said, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Did the ring become evil?"

"Yeah" Hisoka replied. "It became a ring that will steal away people's nen abilities, because people have become evil and greedy."

"Is there a way to fix it?" Natsumi said, worried.

"Well actually... there might be." Hisoka said, eyes gleaming.

"HOw!?" Natsumi screeched. "Well, we might just have to ask the author of this book..." Hisoka had said, closing the book and tracing the Author's name.

Isaac Netero

-Present-

"There Kurapika! Natsumi is suffering so let's help her!" Gon shouted, pointing up at the mass of nen that they were now standing underneath.

Saki, Illumi, Gon, Killua, Kurapika and Netero had traveled to the grimy building where Natsumi was fighting.

If they look up, they see a broken building, and a mass of wriggling blackness.

It was the horrifying sight of all the nen cloaks gathered around Natsumi after she called for them. She was defeating many, but she could not keep up as the numbers thickened the crowd in the air.

"Let's help her!" Killua shouted, and Kurapika nodded in determination.

"I will not let anyone be alone in this world, like I was. I was lost, and angry. I will let go of my anger and redirect it to my true goal in life!"

"Great Grandmother, watch me! I will not disappoint our clan!" Kurapika begins to chant.

His eyes begin to glow a bright blue, then a pure, piercing white. Shifting between the two colours and becoming brighter as he chanted louder, nen begins to ripple in gold circles around him as a cloaked figure flies straight toward the awakened Kuruta's head.