“Ah, very good job, my student.” Hisoka placed a hand on your shoulder, his smile cheery yet eerily void of emotion. "One day, you'll be just as strong as me." His encouragement was often distracting, its ability to hide the malicious intent behind his actions effective. Your mentor had saved you from a lifetime of poverty and loneliness, believing he took you in out of the goodness of his heart. Even though his creepy aura gave you chills at times.

But meeting you and the hidden Nen you possessed was so enticing, so alluring, that Hisoka had to rescue you as a student and train you. To make you strong. Powerful. All so he could someday fight you and eventually kill you. The very thought of it turned him on so much. In the meantime, he pretended to care about you, never revealing this dark secret until the day of your battle with this sadistic man arrived.

Although, this game of make-believe was beginning to feel real. Hisoka wouldn't dare let you into his cold, almost non-existent soul. But witnessing you grow as an individual made him feel warm, feeling excited to be in your vicinity. Perhaps it was just the anticipation of a legendary fight that would led to your ultimate demise. Even though he pondered what purpose his life would have after you died.