God has a pitiful look on his fellow as he looks down upon the shining soul. "You're safe you have no desires and don't want to keep your memories?" he asks in a warm, gentle voice. The Soul Ball nods. "Please let me just forget what happened", the soul answers dryly. The God nods. He knew the poor soul had a bad life. After doing everything for his kingdom and friends, he was betrayed and killed by his kingdom and friends as a thank you. After all the good he had done in his life and the pain he had to endure, death was a salvation for him. The god thought for a moment and then shoveled with his finger. "Live a good life this time, my child", he cried to the soul that slowly faded. He heard a quiet and honest "thank you" before nursing entered. An angel stepped in front of a look full of sadness. The story of the Poor Soul had also taken him away. After a short time he calmed down and turned to God. "Why did you give him this power if he didn't ask?" asked the angel. The God smiled softly. „ For the same reason I blessed him with good senses and talent. Let him not lead such a life again." The angel nodded. There was silence again.
At the top of the great mountain Kukuroo, stands a villa alone like an island. A maid rushes through the hallway with towels and medicine and enters a very modern furnished room. On the bed in the middle of the room lies a clearly recognizable pregnant woman and looks as if she is about to fall asleep. Next to her stands a well-built tall man with long white hair and pierced sky blue eyes. The woman slowly looks up at her husband and smiles. Only when the maid came forward did her gaze turn away from the man. "Miss, it's time any minute", explained the maid, and after the woman nodded she puts the more annoying blanket to her side. Normally, childbirth was a very exhausting and painful affair, but the woman just lifted her legs apart and smiled. Only an hour later, the woman who now looked quite exhausted had two small babies on her arm. The maid packs everything to the side and leaves the room after a short bow. The father looks proudly at his two sons. One has white streaky hair with the same sky-blue eyes as himself, while the other has grey-silver hair with waves and sea-blue eyes. Both have beautiful silky almost white skin that glows noble in the matte light. Just as he wants to take the grey-silver baby on his arm, he opens his eyes and looks at the man with a calm glowing eye. Surprised, he takes his son in his arms and watches his gaze wandering curiously around the room. Amused, the woman looks at her husband and son and giggles quietly. She looks at the little baby sleeping on her chest and nods. "It has been decided. The older one with white hair should be called Killua and the younger one with grey silver hair should be called Xillua", explains the woman resolutely. The man nods too in tune. "Welcome to the Zoldyck family", he says and looks back at the little son in his arms. At that moment, a boy with long black hair and dark eyes, no older than 13, enters the room. Behind him trotts a little thicker six-year-old also with black hair and looks bored. The man looks at his other children. "Illumi, Milluki. What brings you here?" he asks. Thirteen-year-old Illumi looks at his father and says coldly: "We also wanted to see our little brothers." Milluki nods in agreement. The woman is glowing. "HAHA, they'll both be great assassins, believe it." The boys look at their brothers and nod. While Killua sleeps, Xillua turns in his father's arms after he has looked around enough. Now the little baby is staring at each of his family members individually. The father notices the sharp and investigating gaze of the little one and is a little stunned. When the son looks particularly long at Illumi he first does not understand why but then it becomes clear to him on each other. Illumi is currently in Nen training and lets something of his aura penetrate outward. To test his thesis that his son can sense Nen, he wraps his finger with Nen and forms a small snake that flies through the room. Xillua notices this immediately and tries to grab the Nen animal, giggling. The whole room is quiet and staring at the little boy, less than two hours old.