章節 4: [4] A Storm of Change
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[The Following Night]
More food disappeared from the storage as the guards continued to drink away their confusion.
And then, one moved from his post.
"Oye, I'm gonna take a leak~"
The remaining guard seemed rather annoyed, "Hurry up, if the Cap' noticed the disappearing food and will kill us both if it continues!"
"Yeah, yeah~"
Slow and limping steps resounded as the man walked off the ship near the shoreline under the vessel.
He unzipped his trousers and gave out a sigh of relief.
*Zip*
The pirate hummed in satisfaction.
He looked up and enjoyed the night horizon.
"Ugh!"
And suddenly his vision went dark.
…
The same pirate regained consciousness 10 minutes later as he ended up in an unknown area.
Behind some large rocks that blocked the vision from the ship that now stood around 1.5 kilometers away.
"What the hell…"
He was about to get up and then a black shadow was cast over his body.
"Huh? A brat? Where'd you come fro-"
The child drove his foot into the man's liver area before he could finish his as the air in his lungs escaped without control.
The pirate was only 6 feet tall, giving Damien enough confidence to take him down without much worry.
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Damien's hand shot forth and grabbed the man by his brown dreadlocks while grabbing his right arm as well.
"Here's how this goes, I ask, you answer."
The pirate regained his breath and was about to struggle.
"A little boy thinking he's everything, let me teach you something, kid!"
The pirate began to wrestle out of Damien's clutches and then suddenly froze.
A sound of pixelation seemed to resound on the calm shore as the man gazed at his grasped limb.
The arm suddenly turned red as it abruptly ruptured into a mist of blood, dyeing the blackened soil a new crimson colour.
"My arm… Ahhh!"
The man began to roll in pain as his cry sprang out in all directions, hoping it would reach his comrades.
Unfortunately for him, a scream could only travel to about 1.2 kilometers and was unable to reach his companions.
Damien then grabbed the man's remaining arm and began to speak, "Stop screaming or I'll double the pain. Answer my questions and it'll be over fast."
The man woke up from his pain in great struggle as he gazed at the immature face of the boy.
He saw black hair with red streaks running down one side and a thin scar above the right eyebrow.
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Damien saw his unrelenting eyes and channelled his power onto the limb.
The pirate felt heat over his arm and immediately gave in, "Stop! I-I'll talk! Ask away!"
Damien waited a few seconds as his powers remained in wait for his orders to pulverize under the fearful eyes of the victim. Then slowly retreating, temporarily.
"Tell me who you are and why you're here."
The pirate frantically nodded and began to say, "W-We're the Blazing Pirates, our mission was to come to this island in search of a rare fish that migrates this season."
He continued, "W-We knew of primitive people living here so naturally they needed to be… r-removed."
Damien gritted his teeth as the man could only retreat in fear with an audible gulp.
"So you burnt it down after ransacking it?"
The pirate squealed, "I-It's the fastest way!"
His voice seemed to be filled with desperation as if wanting to convey that he was the victim and what transpired was only natural.
Though it did give him a single second to notice Damien's pause of anger.
"Die brat!"
The man roared out as his remaining hand shot forth with a small dagger hidden in his pocket.
The motion took barely a split-second as the blade was inches away from Damien's throat.
And yet it stopped.
*Drop*
Droplets of blood fell as Damien's left hand held the blade in a vice-like grip, cutting into his palm.
"It hurts… but not as much as hearing my own mother breathe her final breath."
The man's eyes widened as the dagger soon glowed the nostalgic red as it exploded into tiny metallic pieces, the moonlight reflecting off their surface.
The young boy's hand then descended onto the pirate's remaining arm causing it to explode into tiny chunks of flesh accompanied by a shower of blood.
The screams continued as Damien gazed back down.
He looked at his bleeding palm that had begun to heal, ignoring the pain.
"What about the marines? The naval base on Greta Island is not too far out, there's no way a ship of eighty men could get here without stepping in their jurisdiction."
The pirate began to cry with tears as he heard Damien's voice, knowing that the boy could explode in anger any second caused him to be quite truthful.
"W-We paid them off! The Marine Captain in charge could care less if some small village outside of their jurisdiction gets raided! It's nothing new! Ugh!" the cries of pain ensued alongside the explanation.
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Damien glared at the weeping man and could only accept the truth: some marines are good, but just as many are corrupt and despicable.
Beyond that, Renaissance Island was a poor island, naturally unable to pay the Heavenly Tribute and therefore not a member of the World Government; the Navy had no 'duty' to save them.
The blackened soil crumpled as Damien walked towards the man and grabbed his head by the long dreads.
"You're right, leaving one's fate in the hands of others is the greatest sign of weakness. Thank you for teaching me that."
The man thought this was his saving grace, ultimately, he was wrong.
*Splash*
The head exploded like a grape, fresh blood and brain matter all in the shape of a few centimeter-wide cubes rained down.
Damien's face was soon covered in the red liquid as he gazed at the headless body before him.
The young child subconsciously took a deep breath as his hand shook slightly.
This was the first life Damien had taken.
It was an odd feeling, robbing a man of his life. Perhaps if this was before, Damien would be quite shaken up.
But now, it just felt like it needed to be done—a soon-to-be natural part of his life.
Damien then walked to the shoreline and washed his face and body, though his ripped clothes remained bloodied.
He then kicked the body into the sea, such fresh blood would surely invite some Sea Kings to an open buffet.
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"I swear, Captain, he said he'd be back soon!" a pirate explained as his mouth dribbled with blood.
Ignis snorted as he gazed at the pirate kneeling before him.
Pabulum walked beside him and asked, "Cap', I'll send out the men to scour the village, There's gotta be a few survivors here thinking to take revenge."
But then the crew's strategist shook his head, "Though he could have become lost under this much saké, that fool."
Ignis looked at his strategist and nodded, "It should be nothing too serious. But we can't mess up the contract either so it's best to check, if there are survivors then I hope they're ready to be skinned alive!"
The pirates nearby raised their weapons in agreement, however…
*Pitter Patter*
A rather unnatural storm suddenly formed above, heavy rain pouring down without any prior forecast.
Ignis looked up at the storm and squinted his eyes, though he felt something afoot, it was not that serious.
"Wait till tomorrow, let the storm clear away."
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[On the Other Side of the Island]
"What a random storm," Damien commented as he felt the rain wash his clothes, his hair already damp.
He went back to the familiar edge and thought to wait out the storm.
The pirates were his target and they required some thinking to remove.
His devil fruit worked great in close combat and even had some range capabilities Damien wanted to try out.
Since the Blazing Pirates were offering themselves as training targets, Damien could only humbly accept.
Yet the storm had other ideas.
Damien suddenly felt a chill pass over his body as he subconsciously looked up and saw some bright plasma.
*Boom*
Thunder roared as a sharp bolt of lightning bathed Damien with 300 million volts of electricity.
And it all went black.
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Time passed.
Ten minutes of rain continued as the downed child slowly regained consciousness.
His fingers twitched under the sound of heavy rain.
The crimson pupils reappeared as the boy sat up without difficulty.
"What the hell, did I just get struck by lightning?"
He looked over his body and didn't see much, not even any Lichtenberg figures.
There were no other obvious markings of what had happened either.
No displaced soil, no charred ground, no echoing sound.
At first glance, it was as if nothing odd even happened here!
"Perhaps I used all my luck on this devil fruit and the lightning strike was the remaining bad luck?"
[I wouldn't say that.]
Damien blinked.
He looked around and saw the usual blackened soil, though swamped in water, there wasn't anyone else.
[Don't look around, I'm inside of your mind.]
The young boy stabilised his breathing.
"Perhaps the influx of emotions is causing hallucinations, it'll pass," He comforted himself.
"..."
[I assure you, you are of sound mind. I am a collection of intelligence and data called 'Sibyl'.]
Damien took another deep breath and chose to humour the insanity, "A collection of intelligence and data? A system, like from those trashy fanfics I read in my previous life?"
[...]
[You could consider me so. Though I would appreciate not being associated with the term, "trashy".]
Damien slowly nodded, "Okay, whatever. Though I think you're a little late, seven years at that. Shouldn't you be thrown into this world with me?"
[Not exactly. You see, I am not "your" system and neither was I paired with you. If it makes any difference, I have been searching for you for centuries now.]
Damien could only pause, though Sibyl continued:
[I cannot say much, just know that my true user, the person I was sent with, fell dead many, many years back.]
[I have been searching for you throughout the entire world since that day. It took a while to lock onto this primitive island so far from the epicenter of worldly powers.]
"Why am I here? Does my rebirth into this world have to do with this original system host of yours?" Damien asked a barrage of questions.
[Your rebirth here was directly caused by the original host, yes. But I cannot give you any more answers, unfortunately. My memory was locked away and I only had the mission to find you.]
Damien shook his head in slight disappointment.
"And what exactly will you do now that you found me?"
Sibyl replied in her usual tone, [My duty is to assist you in gaining strength and power. Ready you for a certain objective that too was locked away.]
Damien scowled, disliking the idea of being led on by some aged mission he could care less about.
[Don't worry, every lock has a key. I'm sure there's one out there that will answer your questions. I know it may worry you to be kept in the dark but I can only ask for your patience, Damien.]
Damien could only relent, "Fine. Tell me how you can assist me."
[I can grant you a storage space, first of all. It will allow you to store inanimate objects. I can translate the data of the world into text to be displayed. I can store any information you need to archive to be pulled whenever.]
Damien blinked.
"All you have is storage, some worldly details, and a notes app?"
It was certainly a slight let-down, though Damien was ready to train for power, he wouldn't mind some freebies.
"At least tell me you have some immediate benefits?"
Unfortunately, reality was often disappointing.
[Nope. As I said, you are not the original host, therefore, the gift pack was opened by the original host and that is it.]
Damien rubbed his head in thought as Sibyl continued with some decent news.
[However, the previous user did send you some tools to aid in your path to power.]
[Though I currently need to observe the surroundings, being in motion for centuries has led me to a need to update. It will take a handful of days.]
Damien waved the little delay aside but then asked a question that was on his mind.
"..."
"Sibyl," He said in a solemn tone.
"Can I rid myself of this system of yours at any point in time?"
Though Damien didn't mind the bonuses of the system, he was wary of the story behind it and naturally had some reservations.
[...]
[Yes.]
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[Two Days Later]
Time flowed as a couple of days went by.
The missing pirate was never found and the others gave up, concluding the man was swept away by the storm.
It was barely 8 am and the pirates had spread out once more throughout the island, looking for their missing comrade.
"Qulalala! I got one!"
A pirate suddenly pulled hard on his rod as a shadow of a fish shot out from the sea.
Most of them continued the daily fishing, having already caught ninety of them.
They were only a meter in length and had a small pink body that was only a third of their size. The rest was a gorgeous rainbow-coloured tail, giving them a mystical appearance.
They were called the 'Rainbow Betta Fish of West Blue'.
[Image (in Discord)]
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"Good work, we are only ten short of the quota then we can get off this burnt rock," the pirate's partner said.
Ignis who was drinking by the side nodded in satisfaction.
He then glared at his strategist, "Oye, Pabulum. You still think someone's after us? Igugugugu! Give it a rest and drink with me!"
Pabulum slowly nodded, though his thoughts elsewhere, 'This unsettling feeling, I cannot put my finger on it. Could a survivor have killed that fool?'
He then shook his head and went to reluctantly drink.
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[Six Hours Later]
"That's the last one!"
"Cheers!"
"All done!"
A banquet exploded at the large ship as the pirates raised jugs of saké in celebration.
A boisterous environment ensued as the warm night continued.
Though none of them saw a pair of crimson eyes watching them from a distance.
A fiery glint passed by the pupils as the night passed on.
Suffice to say, a bloodbath would soon arrive.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Corner.
There won't be great drama with the System i.e., nothing annoying. Though it being someone else's is an important plot point.
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章節 5: [5] A Frightening Reality
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"Chug! Chug! Chug!"
The festive mood continued as the men partook in the joyful occasion.
It certainly was not odd for such parties to erupt in pirate crews.
Ignis sat at the core of the ship as he too raised his drink and devoured liters of the forsaken liquid.
…
"Hey, when did we bring a brat on board~?" a drunken pirate questioned with a mix of confusion and joy.
His friend beside him also joined in, "Oya? How come I don't remember having this kid on our crew?"
Damien now stood at the bow of the ship.
He gazed at the banquet before him and raised his left hand.
A red glow encompassed the palm as crimson energy seemed to swivel within it.
The drunken pirates didn't think too much of it.
"Oh, so he's the one with the party tricks~!"
"Wait, that is-"
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"Utter Ruin."
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The churning red currents suddenly acted in tandem as they exploded into a crimson light, shooting out in a river of blazing wisps.
*Boom*
The pulverizing energy raged out as if a dam had given way, the horizontal stream simply extended without stopping and left a shredded and crushed trail of utter destruction.
As it encountered its first human obstacle, the energy ripped into the man's body as it was enveloped in the eerie red glow, exploding into a mist of flesh and bones.
The current shot its way through the ship, obliterating every pirate that stood in its way while reducing them to macro-sized cubes.
"Ahh!"
"Aooh!"
"Ugh!"
"Ouch."
"Ruahh!"
Screams and cries of pain broke out.
Those who were only partially in the way of the current had limbs or parts of their bodies removed.
It was simply horrifying.
Twenty of the eighty pirates died while another ten were missing parts of their bodies and therefore incapacitated.
"Run, he's got some witchcraft!"
"Momma no!"
"My leg!"
Ignis who was able to dodge out of the way in time could only look up in great worry.
"An ability user!" Pabulum commented as he unsheathed his rapier.
"So I was right, there was someone ready to take us down!"
Ignis picked up his axe and roared in anger, "Damn brat! He waited right till we were all drunks! Men, kill him!"
Most of the remaining pirates picked up their weapons and charged forth.
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Damien squinted his eyes as he readied his fists, each glowing the familiar red.
The flash of indecision from hordes of people looking to kill you passed by quickly, leaving a determined expression behind.
It was beyond reckless to dive into such a party with little to no training, but Damien knew this was his last chance before the pirates would leave.
Information with a sprinkle of vengeance was his greatest motivation.
*Swish!*
One pirate with a sword slashed at Damien as he sidestepped, allowing the weapon to get lodged into the ground.
Seeing this opening, Damien drove his left fist into the man's liver area, kicking the air out of his lungs. The man then glowed red and exploded into pieces.
Another three came running from separate angles.
As they were drunk, it wasn't difficult for the smaller Damien to dodge the attacks, after all, a single touch would take them all out.
*Slam*
A pirate suddenly jumped from the upper deck onto the one where Damien was, slashing his saber right away.
Damien's glowing fist collided with the blade and it shattered like glass, Damien's hand then grabbed the man's throat and stomach.
*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*
Three shots went off as a couple of gunmen unloaded their flintlocks in Damien's direction.
The young boy used the pirate in his hands as a meat shield.
He then tossed the dead pirate in the air as he exploded like a firework.
The blood showered down caused the gunners to wipe their eyes by which Damien had already arrived and taken them out.
"Die, kid!"
"You're surrounded!"
"Lights out for you!"
Out of nowhere, twenty men rushed around Damien forming a complete circle.
Damien hummed as he crossed his hands in front of him, the opposite hand pointing out to each side.
The desire to name his every move was overpowering, perhaps originating from him being in an anime world.
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"Obliteration Pulse."
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The pirates' faces were swamped with fear as they saw the familiar red energy rage its way towards them.
Damien's body pulsed out with a full 360-degree attack as all within 10 meters of him were reduced to minced meat.
The wooden boards were now slicked in blood and the heavy smell pervaded within the entire area.
Ignis scowled in both anger and fear as he saw his fine men reduced from a staggering eighty to the now less than thirty could only shake in fear.
"I-I'm outta here!"
"I don't get paid enough for this!"
"Sorry Cap', but that kid is far scarier than you!"
The majority of them chose to jump ship, leaving barely 10 men behind with their fearful captain.
Damien slowly walked forth, trying his best to use as little stamina as possible.
He had only eaten the devil fruit a mere three days ago and could only do some basic attacks, of which each drained a noticeable amount of stamina.
'Killing so many people…' Damien thought to himself.
'If someone told me I would be slaughtering tens of people like this a few days ago then I would probably laugh them off…' he thought while shaking his head. 'But here I am, taking life without second thought.'
A slight sigh as the boy shook his head, snapping out of his reverie.
*Step* *Step*
Ignis subconsciously took a few steps back but then snorted.
"Ugh, enough of this nonsense! You know who I am, brat!? I have a 39 million bounty and am the captain of the Blazing Pirates!"
"You idiots! Kill the ones that jumped ship while I take care of this red-eyed boy!"
Damien hummed in return as he readied himself to fight the towering man who stood over twice his height.
A deep breath to calm his thoughts, allowing his instincts to take over.
Any staggering thoughts were converted into sheer will and commitment to his actions, born from his mother's final words.
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Ignis roared out as he shot forward with his axe.
Boom!
A giant hole was left on the ground as Damien sidestepped.
The boy tried to throw a punch at the pirate but then lowered his head.
*Bang!*
A surge of instincts told him to retreat as the other pirates tried to shoot him down.
He raised his left foot as it gathered with his pulverizing energy and slammed it onto the ground.
The sound of pixelation erupted as the entire main deck seemed to be filled with a red checkered pattern.
Boom!
Around half the floor crumbled and gave way.
"Ugh!" the pirates fell nearly eight meters, left with bruises and broken bones.
Damien gave out some short breaths as his stamina began to plummet.
"!!!" the hair on the back of his neck suddenly stood as Damien felt the chill of death.
Boom!
As he moved to the side, the entire ground previously under him was destroyed.
The 12-foot tall (3.66 m) giant stood before Damien with his trusty axe.
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Damien took a deep breath as he rushed ahead with great resolve.
*Woosh!*
Ignis waved his axe horizontally as the air whistled in return.
Damien sprang into the air with all his energy, clearing the axe and then extending both his arms to grab the pirate's knees.
The red energy swam out and wrapped itself around the man's legs as they glowed red.
"AHHH!"
Ignis roared out like a dying boar as his body fell to the ground, his legs reduced to tiny cubes.
"Y-You damn brat!"
Ignis' unyielding gaze met Damien's eyes as he saw the sharp glint in the red pupils.
The boy reached out and grabbed the enemy captain by the head.
"This is for my mother."
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"Crumble."
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A thin current of pulverizing energy then swam out from Damien's palm and into Ignis' head. Swimming its way through his brain and down his entire nervous system.
Each cluster of nerves was enveloped in the crushing energy as the unimaginable pain clouded the pirate's eyes.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
"Ugh! It hurts!"
"S-Stop, just kill me!"
It didn't take long for the squirming pirate to beg for death as moments passed and the torture only continued.
Damien's face showed tiredness as he felt ounces of stamina remain.
Ignis' eyeballs soon popped out of their sockets as blood dribbled out from all orifices.
*Splatter*
Like a watermelon, he exploded in a flurry of red.
Thud!
Damien fell to one knee, trying to stabalize his breathing.
Though it seemed that the danger had not entirely disappeared.
*Swish!*
A sharp whistle and a wave of pain.
Blood erupts as Damien's upper chest goes hollow as a thin and sharp rapier blade cuts right through his sternum.
"Ugh!"
The dripping of the red liquid created quite the melody as the boy was swarmed with intense pain.
"You left your back open, kid."
Damien tilted his head to see a green-haired man standing behind him—Pabulum, the ship strategist.
He had been hiding under two corpses, even using his own captain as bait.
"Better I get all the cash for that fish, Papapapa! You did me a solid!"
Damien's pained eyes suddenly flash as his hands shoot out and grab the rapier.
A moment passed as a familiar scene went down, followed by the sound of pixelation.
*Fwooo*
Pabulum retreated as he saw his weapon explode into tiny bits while seemingly shocked.
"You… fool! You want to bleed to death that fast? I pierced your lung with that one!"
Pabulum's smile then vanishes as he sees his young adversary stand up.
Damien's clothes had mostly been ripped and the bloody hole was visible.
The flesh around it seemed to squirm as squishes of blood were heard, and yet the hemorrhaging began to stop.
The wound, at least from the outside, was sealed.
Damien let out a deep sigh as he wiped the blood off his now-closed chest, "That hurt."
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Pabulum gulped as he fell to the ground, tripping over his fallen companion with a thud.
A shadow cast over his body as he saw the menacing red in the young boy's eyes.
Pabulum instinctively knew that he could only rely on one method to get out of this alive: Scare away the threat!
"L-Listen kid, you don't know who you're messing with!" He said. "We're just doing the bidding of one of the Five Families of the West!"
Pabulum saw Damien pause and continued in a hurried tone, "If you let me go, I can get them their goods and say the others died from the storm, a win-win, n-no?"
Damien recalled some info from his past life.
The Five Families of the West were five enormous mafias that controlled Underworld operations in the West Blue. Luke Bege headed one of such families before becoming a Supernova.
"..."
Pabulum then saw Damien reach out and grab him by the throat.
"So am I right to assume they were the ones who gave you the intel for this island and paid the marines off?"
Pabulum regained some courage and nodded, "T-That's right! The Gambino family did this, I just followed orders! It's best if you let me go and nothing will change!"
Damien squinted his gaze upon the man, "Don't worry, they'll get what's coming for them."
His hand then swirled with the crushing red energy as it enveloped the strategist's body, "They will join you soon."
*Splatter*
The raided ship was practically painted red after Damien had finally completed his goal.
Thud!
Damien then fell to the ground, laying out in a T-shape as his body recovered.
His insides were still damaged and would take a few hours to fully heal. As for his stamina, it too was practically empty.
Sure enough, Damien's gamble had panned out in his favour.
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[Thirty Minutes Later]
Damien slowly got back up, his bones giving slight cracking noises as the joints were moved after a while.
He had enough energy to move around but he needed food.
Before that, there was one thing to check.
*Creak*
Damien walked into the captain's quarters and looked around for some goodies.
And lo and behold, some interesting things were there.
First, he saw two bounty posters smacked on the walls of the cabin.
"I guess it fills one's pride to see their infamous poster, how conceited, though I'd probably do the same," Damien said as he glanced at the pages.
-----< WANTED >-----
< PABULUM >
< 'Green Fox' >
< 𝔅 12,900,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
-----< WANTED >-----
< IGNIS >
< 'Blazing Axe' >
< 𝔅 39,000,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
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Damien also found a chest filled with banknotes.
A directory noting the exact amount: 14.4 million berries.
There were some cheap compasses and maps laid on the desk alongside some empty saké cups littered on the floor; the room reeked of sweat and alcohol.
Damien then reached for the drawer and found a thick red book, as thick as a telephone directory from his previous world.
*Thunk*
He plopped it on the desk and read the bolded title.
"DEVIL FRUIT ENCYCLOPEDIA"
[Image (in Discord)]
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Damien nodded at the contents and flipped his way through it.
There were three main sections, Paramecia, Zoan and Logia.
Though Damien did see that some familiar devil fruits could not be found. Such as the Dark-Dark Fruit.
"Interesting, Oh-ho, look at this," he murmured as he went to the Paramecia Section.
The subheadings were bolded.
"Internal-type, external-type, secretion-type, release-type, support-type, special-type, and disaster-type."
Each fruit was associated with a picture of the fruit itself.
Damien looked over some interesting fruit powers.
[SPECIAL PARAMECIA TYPE]
[Mochi-Mochi Fruit - Allows the user to create, control, and transform into mochi, making them a Mochi Human.]
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[Ope-Ope Fruit – The user can create a spherical space in which the user has complete control over the placement and orientation of the objects inside, making them a Free-Modification Human.]
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[Soul-Soul Fruit – The user can freely interact with and manipulate human souls, making them a Soul-Manipulating Human.]
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[Balance-Balance Fruit – The user can freely switch anything of equal value. This can be a physical, psychological, spiritual or cosmic exchange, making them a Mad Tita- *COUGH* an All-Conserving Human.]
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Damien then turned to another section.
[DISASTER-TYPE PARAMECIA]
[Tornado-Tornado Fruit – The user can summon tornadoes of varying intensity, making them a Tornado Human.]
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[Gravity-Gravity Fruit – The user can create and manipulate gravitational forces, making them a Gravity Human.]
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[Tremor-Tremor Fruit – The user can create vibrations, or quakes to cause enormous damage, making them a Tremor Human.]
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[Pulverize-Pulverize Fruit - Gives the user the ability to crush anything into pieces, making them a Pulverizing Human.]
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[Weather-Weather Fruit - User gains complete control over the weather, making them a Weather Human.]
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[Clank Clank Fruit - Allows the user to create things by combining inanimate objects at will, making them an Assimilation Human.]
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"How familiar," Damien muttered as he saw the black and red fruit in the image.
Damien spent the next 15 minutes just going over certain fruits, admiring the crazy and weird devil fruit powers that existed, on record that is.
Naturally, certain fruits with more special characteristics were kept hidden or 'unknown'.
His eyes then drifted to a newspaper wrapped up with a string.
He unfurled the paper as he smelled the nostalgic aroma of ink.
"What the hell…" he uttered.
And it wasn't wrong to do so, after all, the date wasn't what Damien was expecting!
He then heard a familiar voice in his mind.
[Damien, I have completed my update and am ready to assist you henceforth.]
[...]
[How could this be? This makes no sense…]
It was the first time Damien heard panic in Sibyl's voice.
[Damien, you are early. Way too early!]
He blinked as he read the date once more.
The paper was recent, dated February 21, 1474!
Roger reigned over the seas well after the 1490s and became the King of the Pirates by 1499!
This wasn't Luffy's Era, nor was it Roger's Era…
It was Rocks' Era!
To Be Continued…
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