Judgement Chain Hunter X Hunter Novels & Stories

They bowed deeply to me, tears streaming down their faces, thanking me for ensuring the person who killed their daughter finally paid the price. I met their gratitude with a steady gaze. "You don't need to thank me. Uncovering the truth and ensuring justice is done is simply my duty as a judge." I looked up at the clear blue sky and smiled. 'Mom, after forty years, I have finally avenged you. And from this day forward, I will continue to uphold justice and stay true to the oath I made long ago.'

Khalid, no The Hunter shrugged, leaning back, schooling his facial expression as he stretched an arm across the back of the sofa. I don’t care what his sob story is. I’m not going to use his name even in my head. I have to keep that in mind. I don’t want to slip again. It’s a slippery slope, and I don’t need any distractions. There cannot be any distractions this time. This time I will succeed and have my justice at long last. “Fine!” I threw my hands in the air in defeat. “A deal is a deal. You gave your story, so it’s only fair. The clan wants to turn me into their Ductus because I’m here to kill him.”

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Ximero slumped to the ground, suddenly looking decades older. He knew, without a doubt, that the Jacka family was done for. Meanwhile, Hunter, caught mid-charge, froze in terror. It hit him just how colossal his mistake had been. Core energy unleashed, killing without a trace, the power of at least a martial general—a whole level above his own. However, what truly shook him was the sight of the Cold Moon Saber's platinum handle in the Judge's grip.

As Alex continued to absorb Ruth’s pain, he noticed bullet holes in her hand. “Hunters…” he muttered, frowning, relief mingling with anger as he continued channeling the pain into himself. He gritted his teeth, feeling energy coursing through him and into her body. His gaze shifted to the crescent mark on her arm—it was glowing red, pulsating slowly.

“I called you here today so that you can repay the amount of grief it has caused you over the years. It’s up to you to decide if you want to take this chance or not.” “I’m not strong…” “I’m well-aware. But that’s not the question I asked. Do you want to slay it?” asks Yasuhiro with a serious face. “Yes, in fact I want to murder it.” Says Akihiko with bloodlust. “Good. You’ve got what it takes to be a hunter. Now, let us move on with the training.” He says and gets up. Ayame asks them- “So~ am I supposed to tag along too?”

“Harriman lost the face of the law, while the Inquisitor saved the Soul of Justice!” “That’s right! The Death Inquisitor is the executor of Justice!” “The executor of Justice! + 1” “The executor of Justice! + 2” … Jack’s cold voice sounded again. “Today’s death trial ends here. Let’s meet again next time. Thank you for watching.” As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast was turned off. — “This death trial has ended. The verdict has been successful.” “The difficulty level of this death trial is being reviewed.” “The review has been completed. The difficulty level of this death trial is excellent + 9.”

“What did you just do?” Hunter asked coming out of the flowers. “You killed your son!” he walked past Ethan’s body. “Hunter!” Ludo called to him. “Join us Hunter,” Mr. Hamuumbu pointed the gun at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead, Hunter?” Ludo asked with her breath quickening. Hunter walked to where Ludo was and stood looking at Mr. Hamuumbu with disgust written all over his face. He didn’t utter a word to Ludo nor look at her.

Layla held the silver chain with both hands and then looked up at Jackson. Jax, as Dylan kept calling him. It felt weird on her tongue because calling him by that name suggested they were closer than they were. “Nothing? No tingles?” Jax asked. “Nothing.” Jax’s body relaxed as if he had been expecting the worst. “This is one of the ways the Hunters like to torture us,” he explained as he took the chain from her with his bare hands.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)