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It's been a few years since the creation of Huntrix, and Rumi decides it's time to tell the girls the truth about her heritage. And what better way to do that than with a powerpoint presentation!
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26 Jan 2026
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This is not the story you know. The one where Hunters are gathered neatly, with minimal effort or trauma.
The girl with a fiery rage had her spark doused, leaving nothing but embers.
The girl with joy and hope had no one to turn to, to nurture that light, and instead learned to be ice.
The girl with branching destiny, savior or monster, was raised among demons, and had to be dangerous to survive
The aging Hunter fights alone, watching her life's work slowly become undone.
(There is still hope, they will find each other eventually. It will just take time.)- Words:
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24 Jan 2026
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Mira lays on her side, facing Rumi, but hasn’t looked at her even once, and Rumi’s been doing her best to not think about it. It’s easier that way. But Zoey’s weight locks them together anyway. Her torso thrown over Rumis, face down on her chest, legs thrown over Mira’s. She’s spread as diagonal as possible, like she’s trying to be as much a bridge between them with her own body.
And Rumi especially wasn’t allowed here. But that’s not quite right. She’d never allowed herself here.
Rumi and Mira, in the wake of the Idol Awards, and a talk that's been long needed. Because Rumi has some secrets to answer for.
And Mira's been keeping a few of her own.
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24 Jan 2026
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Mira looked hungry, so Celine fed her.
There are a few reasons for this. She’d been rather insistent that she needed the manilla envelope sitting on her desk in her office, needed it delivered as soon as possible to the apartment she keeps in Seoul for the days she spends in Sunlight Entertainment HQ, and it had to be one of Huntrix to bring it to her. It just so happens to have been Mira who answered.
Mostly, though, Celine feeds her because she aches for the days when all her decisions were so simple.
It's hard to see yourself reflected in a younger generation. It's harder to tell long-buried secrets-
-especially what happened on the day Rumi was born.
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24 Jan 2026
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The memory rises unbidden: the clash of bodies, the way Rumi had aimed a blow at her torso. Mira dodging— barely— only allowing Rumi to graze her side.
“And what’s your name?” Rumi had asked mid-fight, breath steady, smirk radiant.
“Like I’d tell—”
Rumi had leapt back then, sudden and theatrical, leaving space between them. Mira had paused, wary, unsure what game she was playing.
Then Rumi had flourished Mira’s ID, plucked from her pocket without her noticing.
“Kang Mira, Interpol,” she’d read aloud, slow and condescending, like she was talking to a kindergartener. “Woah. The big guns are after me now.”
“How’d you—?”
“Picked your pocket just now,” Rumi had continued, eyes flicking up to meet hers. “Pretty name for a pretty face.”
“Damn,” Zoey’s voice had crackled in Mira’s earpiece. “She’s good. And hot.”
“Stop that,” Mira had snapped— both at the nagging voice in her head and at the nagging voice ahead of her.
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Mira and Zoey are the Interpol agents assigned to the Ryu Rumi case, a globally renowned superthief. But the closer Mira gets, the more she begins to notice the quieter ways the case is beginning to take things from her.
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19 Jan 2026