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Chapitre 37: Light at the End of the Tunnel

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As Marco sprinted through the chaos of Marineford, his eyes locked onto Whitebeard, who was still on his knees, clutching his chest. His captain, the mighty Whitebeard, was in agony, his strength waning with every passing second. Marco's heart raced, desperation bubbling inside him—he had to reach him. His wings had yet to unfurl, his flames unlit. He was just Marco now, running to his captain's side.

Kai's body screamed in protest as he tried to push through the crowd of enemies, his legs feeling heavier with every step, but it didn't matter. His instincts were screaming at him: Marco was making a fatal mistake.

"No—wait!" Kai shouted, but his voice was drowned in the clamor of battle. His eyes widened as he saw Marco's form getting closer and closer to Whitebeard. His warnings were useless; Marco was too focused on his captain. It was obvious, though, that this was the exact moment the Marines had been preparing for.

"DO NOT LET YOUR GUARD DOWN!" Kai bellowed, but once again, no one could hear him. He could feel it, like the pull of gravity. The Marines were waiting for this.

Marco reached Whitebeard, hands outstretched, ready to help. But before Marco could lay a finger on the fallen captain, the trap sprung.

Out of nowhere, Onigumo, the spider-like Vice Admiral, emerged like a phantom from the chaos. His movements were as swift as a predator's, and within seconds, he was at Marco's side. Marco barely had time to react before Onigumo shot forward, his hands quick as ever. He applied the sea stone cuffs in one fluid motion, locking one around Marco's wrist before the Phoenix could even flinch.

"Sea stone!" Marco roared, realizing what had happened just as the sea stone hit his skin. His flames, his regenerative abilities, his whole power—everything that made him a force to be reckoned with—was suddenly useless.

It was too late. The trap had already been set.

Kizaru, ever prepared, seized the opening. A blinding flash of light cut through the air, and Marco was hit by a laser beam that sliced through the battlefield. The light cut into him, and his body began to falter, Without his healing, without his flames, Marco collapsed, crumpling to the ground in a heap. His eyes were wide with shock, his breath shallow as his body gave out from the damage.

A shout rang out through the battlefield: "Commander Jozu got beaten!" The despair in the voice was unmistakable. Kai turned his gaze sharply. Jozu—another cornerstone of the crew—was down. Overwhelmed by Aokiji's ice powers. The realization hit Kai like a hammer.

His eyes blazed with helpless fury.

"Shit!" Kai cursed, his body still trembling from exhaustion as he watched Marco struggle to even move. His anger boiled over. He had no time to consider the cost anymore, no time to think. His hands clenched into fists, and with a primal scream, Kai slammed his fist into the ground, the shockwave rattling the earth beneath him. His knuckles cracked with the impact, but the pain was nothing compared to the frustration coursing through him.

"Fuck!" The word burst out of him in a ragged breath. He looked around, seeing the chaos closing in, knowing he was powerless to change anything. Marco was down, Jozu was down, Whitebeard was still clinging to life, and Kai had been too slow, too exhausted to do anything about it.

His rage was almost animalistic, but there was nothing—nothing—he could do.

As Marco lay broken, Kai realized that this battle, this war, was slipping beyond their grasp, and it didn't matter how much he tried to fight against it.

Sengoku stood firm, his eyes narrowed as he stared across the field at the execution platform, where Ace was bound and ready for his execution. Garp sitting in one of the Admirals chairs, the weight of the situation weighing heavily on his broad shoulders.

"This is our chance, Garp," Sengoku said, his voice cold and calculating, though there was an underlying urgency. "Whitebeard is breaking. Ace's death will shatter what's left of his crew's morale. We can end this right now, once and for all."

Garp didn't answer, still fighting his internal thoughts espite the weariness etched on his face. His heart ached, but he kept his emotions in check. He was no stranger to battle, no stranger to tough decisions.

Sengoku's eyes fixed on Ace, who was now the focus of every eye in the battlefield. Whitebeard's gaze was locked on his son, his breathing labored, his powerful frame trembling. The Marines had Ace right where they wanted him.

Sengoku raised his voice to the heavens, his words cutting through the tumultuous noise of the war. "Look closely, Whitebeard!"

Whitebeard's eyes hardened, but he did not look away from the platform. His son was about to die—he could feel it in his bones, and the world seemed to hold its breath. The executioners raised their blade, ready to strike the fatal blow, and the battlefield fell silent in anticipation.

Time seemed to stretch as Ace's fate loomed, with every Marine and pirate alike watching, powerless to stop the inevitable.

Then, in a flash, something shifted.

The air crackled, the tension was palpable, and a faint pressure—subtle but undeniable—swept through the field. The entire world seemed to hold its breath.

At first, no one knew what had happened. But then, from the far side of the execution platform, a low rumble emanated from deep within Luffy. His eyes, wild with desperation, locked onto his brother, and he gritted his teeth in a mix of fear and anger. And then—without warning—he unleashed a surge of willpower.

Conqueror's Haki.

It exploded from Luffy in a wave, overwhelming the senses. The sheer force of it was so strong that it knocked out Marines and pirates alike, sending waves of unconscious bodies crashing to the ground. The platform trembled, the earth beneath them shuddered as the power roared like a beast unleashed.

A stunned silence fell over the battlefield, as everyone tried to comprehend what had just happened. It wasn't just a shockwave—it was willpower manifest, a force of nature that no one could deny.

Kai had been watching the scene unfold with a sharp focus, but even he couldn't help the awe that crept into his expression. He had seen Luffy's potential before, knew what he could do in the future, but to witness it in this moment—this primal burst of power—was something else entirely.

"To witness it like this..." Kai muttered under his breath, his voice laced with a mix of wonder and admiration. "I felt a tiny bit of pressure, Good to know that i can withstand this."

Sengoku's eyes twitched as he watched the scene unfold. He felt the force of Luffy's Conqueror's Haki, even as it seemed to ripple across the battlefield. For a moment, his steely expression faltered—he was reminded of just how dangerous this boy was. This wasn't a mere fighter. Luffy was a king in the making. A leader, born to command.

It wasn't just the Marines who were stunned. Even Whitebeard, weakened as he was, looked toward Luffy in awe. His breathing slowed, as if the weight of what had just happened was sinking in. Whitebeard's heart, already fragile, thudded hard in his chest.

Sengoku's eyes burned with frustration as he watched the battlefield unfold before him. His grip on the podium tightened, his jaw clenched. The chaos around him was growing more unruly, and the rookies—these "new generation" pirates—were causing far more trouble than they had any right to.

He glanced briefly at Luffy, who was still visibly exhausted, standing with unsteady determination. Then his gaze shifted, settling on Kai, who was pushing through the debris, fatigue written all over his face.

"I'm getting sick of these rookies," Sengoku growled under his breath. His voice was low, but the sharpness of his words carried far across the battlefield. "We may have in our grasp a huge threat in Ace, but these damn kids—these rookies—are just as dangerous. We can't let them run rampant anymore!"

He turned slightly to his right, signaling Kizaru with a sharp flick of his wrist. Kizaru, standing at the ready, gave a short nod, acknowledging the command. His hands remained loose at his sides, almost as if he were barely concerned with the world around him.

And then, as Sengoku's gaze returned to the battle, Kai was struggling to move forward, trying to push through the overwhelming fatigue, ignoring the dull ache that crawled up his limbs. The battlefield was a blur of motion around him, but he had a single goal: to survive.

But what Kai didn't realize was how quickly the tide was turning against him.

Suddenly, the air around Kai seemed to warp. Before he could even register what was happening, the faintest blur of light appeared, and then—*

BOOM.

A massive force slammed into him with the speed of a speeding bullet, and before he could even react, he was sent hurtling through the air. The world spun around him as he was thrown like a ragdoll, smashing through the side of a building that cracked under the impact.

Kai's vision swam, blood trickling from his mouth as he struggled to push himself upright. His body was screaming at him, his limbs heavy and aching, but he tried to make sense of the rapid events that had just unfolded. The only thing he managed to process was the voice he'd heard right before impact.

"Have you ever been kicked at the speed of light before?"

The words echoed in his ears, and before he could even respond, the blinding speed of Kizaru's attack had already sent him crashing into the wreckage.

He groaned, blood dripping from his lip. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked up, desperately trying to focus on his surroundings. His chest ached with each breath, the pain radiating through him like a fire. He could see Kizaru now, standing in the distance, almost as if he hadn't even moved from his original position. The lights around him flickered, like the very air was bending to his will.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Kizaru was back—right in front of him.

Kai barely had time to register the movement before he felt the pressure on his chest. Kizaru's foot pressed down on his midsection, pinning him to the ground. Kai groaned in agony, his body trembling from the pain.

"K-Kizaru..." Kai wheezed, barely able to get the words out.

Kizaru's face remained neutral, almost casual, as though stepping on someone was as normal as blinking. He looked down at Kai with a cold indifference, his sunglasses reflecting the chaos of the battlefield around them. "Now I need you to sleep," he said, his voice calm and almost amused.

Kai's vision blurred, his body screaming in protest, but before he could react, light began to gather at Kizaru's outstretched hand.

The energy in the air grew tense, the light around them pulsing like a living thing. Kizaru's finger pointed directly at Kai's chest, and then—*

ZAP.

A burst of light shot forward, hitting Kai in the chest with the force of a cannon. He let out a strangled gasp, blood spilling from his mouth as his body convulsed in pain.

"One."

The next shot came so quickly after, his body still trembling from the first. His chest was searing, his lungs burning with each breath he tried to take.

"Two."

The final blast hit him like a hammer, sending a shockwave of pain throughout his entire body. His vision went white, and for a split second, he felt his consciousness slipping.

"Three."

He barely managed to register the words before everything went black.

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In the depths of darkness, Kai floated, weightless and disoriented. His mind felt distant, disconnected from everything. The pain that had wracked his body moments ago was gone, replaced by an eerie numbness. The only thing that remained was the void—an endless, suffocating blackness that stretched out in every direction.

"So... is this it?" he muttered, his voice hollow, barely more than a whisper in the endless dark. "Is this... the end of me?"

He tried to move, but there was nothing—no sensation, no ground, no air. Just the cold, unfeeling void. Thoughts spiraled in his head, chaotic and wild.

"All that fighting... for what?" He let out a bitter chuckle, though there was no one to hear it. "Guess I wasn't strong enough after all… "

Silence answered him, and for a moment, Kai felt the weight of it all press down on him. The battles, the struggles, all the strength he'd gained—it felt so distant now, as though it had never mattered.

"Maybe I should've leveled up my dex stat..." He let out a weak laugh, but it quickly died away,"Giving up doesn't sound bad now…" swallowed by the darkness.

But then, cutting through the silence, there was a soft, distant sound. Like a whisper on the wind, barely audible but unmistakable. A voice, familiar yet distant.

"How... the Elden Lord hath fallen."

Kai froze. His breath caught in his throat as he strained to listen.

"The once proud warrior, now laid low, consumed by weakness and defeat. Such a pitiful state thou hath found thyself in."

The voice was soft, lilting, but carried a weight to it—a deep sadness wrapped in ancient, forgotten strength. It was a voice he had heard before.

"Thy body, broken. Thy spirit, wavering. Hast thou abandoned thy quest so easily? Doth this darkness claim thee so soon?"

"Wait..." Kai muttered, his voice a mix of confusion and recognition. "Melina?"

From the void, a faint glow began to bloom. Slowly, it grew brighter, and from the light emerged the silhouette of a woman. Draped in dark, flowing robes, her face partially obscured by the shadow of her hood, Melina stepped forward, her single visible eye fixed on him. Her gaze was sharp yet filled with a melancholic grace.

"Thou who sought to become Elden Lord..." she began, her voice carrying that unmistakable weight of ancient wisdom. "Look at thee now, laid low by this world's cruelty. Hast thou not learned the lesson of endurance? Of perseverance?"

Kai stared at her, his thoughts scattered. "I... I thought I was stronger, smarter, I thought I could push through this..."

"And yet," Melina interrupted softly, "here thou art, brought low by thine own arrogance. For even the mightiest warrior canst fall if he forgets the weight of his purpose."

Her words struck him like a hammer, and the weight of her gaze bore into him.

"But know this, Tarnished of another realm," she continued, her voice gentler now. "The flame within thee still burns, though dim it may be. Thou art not yet defeated... not fully."

Kai blinked, feeling a faint warmth stir in his chest—a flicker of something amidst the cold emptiness around him.

"Thy journey is not over," she whispered. "Thy will must be tempered by fire, for only through trials shall thou rise again."

He clenched his fist, feeling the faintest sensation return to his hand. "So...You are saying I'm alive? Even after all this?"

Melina stepped closer, her ethereal form bathed in soft light as she extended her hand toward him. Her gaze was steady, as though she could see through the pain and fatigue weighing him down. The shadows of the void seemed to retreat in her presence.

"Aye," she said, her voice calm yet filled with ancient wisdom. "Though thou hath suffered greatly, thy flame hath not yet been extinguished. Thou still hath a choice."

As her hand drew nearer, a familiar sound echoed in Kai's mind—a soft chime, unmistakable. The system interface materialized before him, glowing faintly in the darkness.

[Use the acquired Larval Tear to rebirth.]

The notification hovered before him, but something felt off. There wasn't just the usual option to respec, like he had done countless times before. His eyes scanned the system prompt, and his brow furrowed as another choice appeared underneath the standard option. It was new. Different.

[Option 1: Rebirth. Redistribute all rune levels.]

That was familiar territory. He could tweak his stats, focus more on strength or dexterity, depending on what he needed next. It was safe, predictable.

But then his eyes landed on the second choice, and his heart skipped a beat.

[Option 2: Lose 20 levels but gain unlimited FP for 24 hours.]

Kai's gaze hardened, staring at the option in disbelief. His mind raced as he tried to process it. "What the?" he muttered under his breath.

His first instinct was to laugh at the absurdity of it. "I normally would laugh at this," he said to himself, shaking his head. "A Souls player would never take this kind of option." The thought of willingly losing twenty levels was insane. He knew the cost of levels—every hard-fought rune, every soul collected, the grind that defined his journey. And twenty? It wasn't just a few. That was enough to cripple his build, his power, his edge.

But... He hesitated, glancing at the extended hand of Melina, her form waiting for his decision.

"But..." The word lingered on his lips, his mind torn between reason and desperation. He knew what was at stake.

Unlimited FP... He didn't even want to think about the sheer amount of spells and power he could unleash without restraint. For 24 hours, he could be an unstoppable force. If he could blast through the battlefield with magic, maybe—just maybe—he could turn the tide.

But twenty levels...

He stared at the prompt again, his thoughts racing. "I could lose it all..." He chuckled bitterly. "Me of all people…. a desperate man?"

"Choose wisely," Melina said, her voice almost a whisper "For once thou hath chosen, there is no turning back. Never again will such a choice be offered unto thee. What thou sacrificeth now will shape the fate that follows."

Kai clenched his teeth, his hand hovering over the choice. The weight of his decision pressed down on him, the world around him hanging in the balance. His mind replayed the images of the summit war, the screams of pirates and mariens echoing in his ears. This wasn't just about survival anymore. It was about more than that.

"If I don't... then what's the point of being here?" he whispered, his resolve tightening.

His finger hovered over the second option, and his heart pounded in his chest as he made the choice. With a deep breath, he selected "Lose 20 levels but gain unlimited FP for 24 hours."

A surge of energy erupted through him, and for a moment, it felt like fire and ice collided in his veins. His body trembled under the immense force of power coursing through him.

"Thou hath chosen," she said, her voice tinged with both sadness and pride. "May the flame of thy resolve guide thee forward, even at great cost."

Melina's form began to fade, her voice lingering in the darkness as the world around Kai began to take shape once more.

"Rise, tarnished one. Thy fate is yet unwritten."

Kai awoke, his body lying on the cold cobblestone, the sound of battle still raging around him like distant thunder. For a moment, he stared up at the sky, breathless, disoriented—his mind racing to understand what had just happened. There was no sign of the admiral who had seemingly ended his life, no trace of Kizaru's light-infused assault that had brought him down so brutally.

With a groan, Kai pulled himself up, expecting to feel the pain in his chest, the wounds that should have been there, but... nothing. His injuries were gone—no blood, no broken bones. As he stood, a strange sensation coursed through him, a surge of power unlike anything he'd felt before.

"I Should feel... weaker, no?" he muttered, flexing his fingers, his senses sharp, energy crackling beneath his skin.

Then, a soft chime echoed in his head, and a peculiar notification appeared in his system. He blinked, eyes widening as he read the words displayed before him:

[hidden quest passed.]

He frowned, confused. "Hidden quest...?"

And then the rest of the notification flashed:

[Rewards: Glintstone Sorceries. Unlimited FP for 24 hours.]

Kai's heart skipped a beat as realization dawned. He laughed, a low, incredulous sound escaping him as he shook his head.

"Wait a minute..." he muttered, quickly pulling up his status screen. His eyes scanned the numbers, expecting to see his levels drop after choosing the risky option. But to his shock, every stat remained the same—not a single level had been taken. Everything was untouched, except for the newly added arsenal of Glintstone Sorceries that now filled his abilities menu.

"This is... not what it showed me..." Kai muttered, eyebrows raised in disbelief. Then, a grin spread across his face. "But I'm not complaining!"

Before he could take it all in, another notification popped up before him:

[You passed the test. One of the Outer Gods are pleased with your choice.]

Kai stood there, smiling at the message, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. "I see... there are hidden quests like this, huh? Me choosing what was needed, rather than what I wanted... led to this."

His fingers clenched into fists as he felt a newfound strength settling within him, not just physically but mentally, too. His earlier arrogance was gone, replaced by something more resolute, a quiet fire burning in his chest.

"Very well," he said, his voice firm with a new resolve. "I won't ruin this chance."

With determination etched on his face, Kai straightened up, his gaze scanning the battlefield once more. "It's time to take things seriously... and with far less arrogance."

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