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The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed broken, medicated, and alone. She is told her life ended weeks ago. Her fiancé stands beside her and calmly explains that they broke up before the accident. That the separation was mutual. That he stayed only out of decency. He is already with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and he speaks as if this has always been the truth. The room accepts it. Doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion. Nurses soften their voices. The same explanation is repeated with quiet confidence until it begins to sound official. Documented. Settled. Then Willow looks to the one person who might contradict him. He does not. Her fiancé’s closest friend who despises her, says nothing. He simply nods once. A small, controlled gesture that confirms everything without saying a word. With that, the past closes. Every detail they recount contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks erased. Conversations rewritten. A relationship reassigned without her consent. If she protests, she will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. She will sound unstable. Emotional. Confused. So she stays silent. And in that silence, something colder begins to form. Why would her fiancé need the past rewritten now, when she cannot safely object. Why would his closest friend choose this moment to agree. And what was decided about her while she lay unconscious. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance. Some knives do not need to be seen. They cut because no one hears them move.
dr_ban99 · 61.2k Views

Meruem-HxH

The world believes the Chimera Ant King is dead. After the explosion of the Miniature Rose, the royal palace of East Gorteau is erased from existence, its ruins buried, its history silenced by the Hunter Association. Humanity moves on, convinced that the greatest threat it ever faced has been eliminated. But death did not claim everything. Bound by a devotion that transcended species, logic, and power, Meruem and Komugi survived. Through an unprecedented fusion of Nen—born not from ambition, but from absolute attachment—the poison was neutralized, and life was preserved. The cost, however, was immense. Meruem awakens changed. His overwhelming power has diminished. His monstrous form has softened, becoming almost human. And for the first time, he is no longer driven by conquest. Komugi, now able to see, remains at his side—unaware of the true nature of the power she awakened, yet inseparable from the king whose fate is now bound to hers. Together, they leave the ruins behind. What follows is not a story of domination, but of wandering. As Meruem travels through the human world, he is forced to confront questions no king was ever meant to face: What is strength, when it can no longer impose itself? What is humanity, when seen from within rather than above? And what remains of a ruler, once the throne has vanished? Meanwhile, unseen forces begin to stir. Hunters sense an absence where power once reigned. Nen reacts to a presence that should not exist. And the fragile balance between species, history, and memory begins to shift. This is the story of a fallen king—not seeking redemption, nor forgiveness—but understanding. A quiet journey across a world that was never meant to survive him.
The_Master_mind · 4.6k Views