{HIATUS}"I'm still hunting for the truth."

— Kona waited a few years, a few years after her decision was taken. She has nothing to protect anymore, her Yang was gone, her goal life has came back and she won’t let anyone change her mind anymore. Not again. But why a few years then? To get stronger you would say. 

     Indeed, but not only. Kona has given birth to a child. What? Kona mom?! Indeed it could sound crazy, but it wasn’t any child, it was the Black Flame’s son; and he was made for a reason. 

His life won’t be easy, and he was doomed to serve his mother. But Kona wasn’t so bad as a mom, she protected her child, and learnt to him how to fight. Yet, affection was a word he didn’t learn. Kona has to stay distant, even with her own child. Getting attached to someone -again- will cause her downfall. It happened that his Nen was pretty much the same as his mother, he was born Transmuter though. But he also has the ability to use Enhancer’s attacks without any problem thanks to his mother birth-Nen. He was raised to kill, and to revenge and finish the work if his mom came to miss killing all Zoldycks. 

That was his goal life since his birth and he was faithfull to that destiny. 

They fought many times, but not the way a casual mom and son would fight. It was real, they were fighting until the other couldn’t take it anymore. How many time did he fainted, exhausted, or too injuried. He couldn’t even remember, it probably was useless to count, it happened too many times. Fight, that was what he was doomed to do all his life. He didn’t lack affection, he never knew it. No, he was a war machine, heartless, mindless, cold he was dedicated to the one who gave his birth. No matter what. She gave him life, so she was allowed to take it back from him, that’s how he thought of it. He learnt and learnt, getting older and stronger, until that day; The day. His mother was going to the Zoldyck Mansion, ready to sacrifice her own life to soothe her soul, knowing they will all die for sure. If she came to fail, she knew her heir will make it. That’s all that mattered. There was no faraway hugs, or tears, or anything like that. 

No, his mother just gave him instructions if she came not to come back.

“Never trust or get close to anyone. You will give a weak point to your ennemy.”

He listened, carefully, those last words would become his motto. That was for sure.

  She never came back. Since the day of the fall he trained even harder. He was given instructions, and even if his mother was now to Heaven -or maybe Hell?- he will stay faithfull to her. After years of training alone, for the first time of his life, he was on his own. And that’s how it all started. —