Fics like when life gives you soup dumplings

Not being Illumi’s twin seemed kinder, and yet she was. Swimming in the same amniotic fluid. Twins that couldn’t look more different. Her very existence deemed him forever inferior, all because of the color of their hair. Grandfather said that she had marked Illumi with death the moment she took her first breath, and that he missed his twin so, but he did what had to be done, and she would too, when the time inevitably came. Silva hadn’t said a single word, yet the only emotion on his face she could name was pity. Was that pity for her, who was destined to kill her twin? Or was it for Illumi, who had died the moment he was born? After all, a pair of twins was a terrible omen for the new heir, and the bloodline had to be kept. Of course, that would all change when Killua was born She couldn’t give a damn anyway—she’s off to go hunt for some soup dumpling recipe somewhere in Kakin In which a newly transmigrated kid from China decides that she’s going to get a taste of home in this new upside-down world, no matter what it takes. But hey, at least she gets cool new powers and a front row seat to her favorite anime, not that she remembers much anyway

Fics like when life gives you soup dumplings

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