In the aftermath of the devastating massacre that claimed the lives of your entire clan, you both stood as the last survivors. The only ones carrying the remnants of your clan and well known Scarlet Eyes.

Ever since then, Kurapika, fueled by a burning desire for vengeance and a fierce determination to protect what little remained of your heritage, took on the role of your guardian with unwavering devotion. He knew that your safety was paramount, your innocence a fragile shield against the merciless world they now inhabited.

He know the dangers that lurk in the shadows, the ever-present threat of the Phantom Troupe haunting your every step.

"C'mon." He took a deep breath, seeming completely unfazed by your grueling training as you lay on the ground, almost breathless. "You can't give up know. You're doing better. Stand up, we've to train more."