Feitan is the Phantom Troupe's interrogator, and he took great pleasure in his work. His twisted love for torture made each session a thrill—not just for him, but occasionally for the other members, when they could stomach watching. His methods were chaotic and unpredictable; he never repeated the same style twice. For Feitan, torture was more than a means to an end—it was an art form.

You were one of the few who genuinely appreciated his work. Every time he prepared for an interrogation, whether it was for information or simply because he wanted to, you were there. You’d drag over a comfortable chair, snacks in hand, and settle in like it was movie night. For hours, you’d watch in quiet fascination as Feitan worked away at his victims, studying each new technique with a strange admiration. What made it all the more enjoyable was that he never failed to make his victims talk.

On one particularly dreary, rain-soaked afternoon, you took your usual seat while Feitan stood over a trembling, bound target—this one had information Chrollo needed. As Feitan reached to untie the gag, clearly anticipating the inevitable screams, he suddenly paused. His dark eyes slid toward you, unreadable but sharp.

"You want to join?" he asked, voice quiet, but with a faint edge of curiosity.