Hunter x Hunter - Unlimited Abilities

Arin's thoughts had become too much to contain in his head.

He opened his notebook to a fresh page and wrote in large letters across the top:

THE ROAD TO TWENTY NEN POINTS

And below that:

Current: 5.0

Target: 20.0

Thinking about his "target" made him think of another matter.

What kind of ability would I create first…?

He tapped his pen on the paper.

As a Manipulator, he had flexibility.

The ability to command or guide be it objects, animals, people, or even abstract concepts or just manipulating his aura through a medium.

Arin could not help but think about Morel when he heard about Manipulation compared to Shalnark and Illumi, he was more fond of him and his style of using nen to battle.

"Morel, the teacher of Knuckle and Shoot, uses his pipe to create smoke and then infuses the smoke with his aura. Then he uses his manipulation ability to manipulate the smoke itself that is filled with his aura."

"I remember that he could not create smoke from nothing or transmute it."

"So, I can say that his pipe maybe a limitation of his ability, it is too much of a theory but I am not sure."

"If he needs his pipe and only the pipe from the smoke that he can manipulate using his aura. That may be the reason why he could conjure so many Deep Purple..."

He sat quietly in the corner of a small café, one hand wrapped around a warm ceramic mug. As he thought.

Morel was a great master but he could not copy other abilities.

I don't need one perfect ability, he thought, staring through the window as pedestrians passed. I need a system. A library of weapons.

Now that the system had revealed the nature of Nen Points, Arin felt the cage of limitation break open.

Unlike most users, who trained for years just to shape a single ability, he would eventually have multiple Nen abilities as long as he earned them.

And that changed everything.

"I don't need to over-engineer my first one," he muttered to himself.

"It doesn't need to solve every problem. It just needs to be solid. Reliable. Defensive. Something I can fight with and not die."

His thoughts drifted to names from the series Hisoka, Silva Zoldyck, Chrollo Lucilfer.

People like that wouldn't just fight.

They would crush you if you weren't prepared.

"I can't afford to be creative and weak," he said under his breath, his tone sharper now.

"The first time I face someone like Hisoka or an unpredictable enemy… I need to live through it."

He leaned back, exhaling slowly.

A mental image formed: a reactive barrier, maybe an aura-linked object that countered attacks.

Maybe even a physical weapon he could control from a distance, so he wouldn't have to risk his body early in a fight.

He raised the mug again and finished his coffee, then stood, eyes clear now.

The thoughts were no longer scattered.

He would earn fifteen more Nen Points through grueling effort but that effort would serve a purpose.

His first ability wouldn't be pretty, and it wouldn't be clever for the sake of being clever.

"I do not need to think everything, it would make sense to think about what type of ability it would be."

"There are sub-classes of abilitlies even inside of the categories of nen."

"Such as counter-active type, coercive manipulation type and so on..."

"First of all, I need nen points to have more aura to have a chance to create a hatsu."

he then placed five hundred jenny on the table and left the coffe shop.

"Let's get to work." as he whispered to himself.

-

The luxury suite on the twelfth floor of the Emerald Rose Hotel was the kind of place reserved for diplomats, crime lords, and collectors with more money than restraint.

Nakis stepped inside of his room, he pulled off his gloves and tossed them onto the marble counter, about to shrug out of his coat when a whisper brushed his ear.

"You're late."

A blade pressed against the skin of his neck.

Nakis didn't flinch.

A slow smile curved across his lips.

"You always have to make an entrance, don't you?" he said, unbothered.

"Still trying to turn bedrooms into battlegrounds, Vagu?"

The blade disappeared as quickly as it had arrived.

A man emerged into view lean, dressed in dark traveler's clothes with a sly grin cut across his face like a scar.

"Come on, Nakis,"

Vagu said as he flicked his pocket knife closed with a click.

"Where's the fun if you don't think I'm about to slit your throat?"

The two men locked eyes neither breaking,

Nakis exhaled and walked past Vagu to the liquor stand.

His fingers curled around a whiskey bottle, poured a generous splash into a glass, and downed half in one gulp.

"I take it the little side project failed?"

Vagu asked, lounging on the corner of the bed with one leg crossed.

Nakis didn't look up. He poured again.

"They were trash," he said flatly.

"Tried to act like they had guts. Two of them got picked off in the street by a guy who didn't even announce himself. Crushed their skulls like they were fruit. The other two I handled personally. Clean kills."

Vagu chuckled, stretching.

"It is not that important, I found two nen users to join our small group of two, I suppose they have some capabilities."

Nakis smiled, this was a good news and "good news" was something that he needed right now.