Hunter X Hunter Satotz Novels & Stories

A turned hunter, wearing a shredded flannel shirt, its mouth dripping with thick black bile, lunged violently out of the shadows, tackling Atlas squarely in the chest. Atlas grunted as the heavy weight slammed him against the doorframe. The zombie snapped its rotting, jagged teeth inches from Atlas’s neck. Before Atlas could bring his iron poker up in the confined space, a shadow blurred past me. Denzel crossed the porch in a fraction of a second. He grabbed the back of the infected hunter’s hair, wrenched its head backward with brutal force, and drove his dagger straight up through the base of its skull. The zombie went limp instantly, but as it died, a wet, gargling roar tore from its thro

"All this time. Every lesson, every talk about human limits... it was a lie? You're one of them. You're like Zilo. You're like Klaus." "I am nothing like them," Somito snarled, the sound a low, animalistic rumble that made the hair on Sofia’s neck stand up. He stepped into the light of a flickering neon sign, and for the first time, Sofia saw his true face. The wrinkles didn't vanish, but they hardened into something permanent and ancient. His fangs were longer, curved slightly like a predator’s, and his presence felt like a physical weight pressing down on the alley. "They hunt for sport and power. I hunt for penance. There is a very bloody difference." (SOMITO HARGREAVES’ POINT OF VIEW)

I will take over the mission host, Kill the devils. "Tit! ~Breaking the Gods Law~Control~ " Don't--" He called but he fainted. To be continued... Satou, D. Vote ITIBT for more updates!

Name: Knox Jiando Age: 35 years old Identity: Sotiras HS5 Additional Identity: President of Hailou States Special Sotiras Ability: Upgrade Lv5 Metal Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Shifter Sotiras’ [It doesn’t matter if he is not the first in rank, at least he is a Sotiras recognized by all humans as their leader that he filtered it out, recognizing him as their King. Can make metal upgrade more and become more powerful until he surpassed the sandy and windy storm whom was only 1 shorter on top of its rank]

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

A figure emerged from the tree line—a tall man with the unmistakable confidence of someone who thought he was in control. Benton Nye. I had only seen his picture in the dossier Hana provided on the drive from the farm to the park. His picture had been burned into my mind—a man with sharp features, dark hair, and a smirk that barely concealed his arrogance. The dossier detailed his role as the leader of the American Hunter Association, his calculated brutality, and his obsession with destroying the supernatural and avenging his mentor, Sakina Adio. He didn’t just kill supernatural beings—he studied them, broke them, and experimented on them.

It was beautiful in a sort of surreal way. The sound of bone crunching under powerful teeth caught my attention and I looked over tho the see the scavenging creature munching on the torso of the dead challenger. “Who was he?” I asked unable to take my eyes off what was happening. “He was another son of mine,” Saturn rumbled casually. I looked sharply at him. “You mean that thing is eating your son’s corpse?” I asked aghast by such barbarity. “Fret not, Sage Winters.” Saturn said with a cold smile. “He will not be the last of my sons nor the first to die by my hands.”

Zachary's voice becomes manlier and deep, also, his features became more mature. Hector, the youngest of the boys excluding Hansel was now a 20-year-old boy. He turned into a Grade 4 Peak Poison Master and Grade 6 Beast Tamer Master since he had been taming spirit beasts on the forest. Soheila's spirit ring was full of tamed spirit beasts. Since Soheila's spirit ring can accommodate life except for humans, a lot of living things were inside. Hector was the ace in the six birds when it comes to using guns. He had been training every day and only the last 5 of Soheila's gun collections were the ones Hector haven't practiced. His rank level was the same as Luna, Blue Rank Intermediate level.

I watch her pupils flare, because for Tori that sentence is Christmas. “It’s called a gashadokuro. Supposedly cobbled together from the bones of people who starved to death and who weren’t buried properly.” I half-lift the cast. "It threw me into a tree. Broke the arm, opened the forearm, caused the stitches in my hairline and the cut on my face. That was the first fight. Four days later we dropped ninety feet of oak on its skull." "We." "The pack and me. Unfortunately a dozen hunter trainees were dropped into the middle of our trap because the council sent children after an unconfirmed sighting with a pep talk and the wrong ammunition."

the attendant began urgently, their voice carrying a hint of urgency, "they're at the gate." "Sebastian? He's alive?" Satana exclaimed, abruptly rising from his chair. The sudden revelation sparked a mix of astonishment and hope in Satana's eyes, his emotions surfacing with the unexpected news about his son. "Come and see for yourself, sir," the attendant urged, guiding Satana out of the office. There was a subtle urgency in the attendant's voice, and as Satana followed, a sense of anticipation hung in the air, curiosity and concern etched on his face as he ventured toward the gate to uncover the truth about his son.