Warnings: deranged content, glorification of violence, torture, mature sexual content

Disclaimer: OC is me, everyone else is not mine. I don't get any money for this.

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I don't ever remember eating a devil fruit. The only thing I remember, that the voices were there from the very beginning.

Silently humming I sit on a branch of a tall dark oak tree, while prospecting trough the newest wanted posters of pirates.

- Jango 9mil bounty - *... hu hu hu hu a sheep in cats clothing uuuhh ...* silently I whisper on this "puss in boots then" - throwing it down and disregarding it immediately.

I curiously watch the next:

- Buggy 15mil bounty - *... har har har ... the red nose masking the shallow well behind it ... * - "tz rudolf the reindeer" discarding this evenso.

With every poster the happy voices in my head get more vicious, but I don't care the least.

- Alvida 5mil bounty - * ... swallowed a devil which gorged her swine in exchange ... * With a sigh the only name which seems to fit slips past my lips "were-swine?"

I go trough a few more posters with the same disappointing results. My heart aches as I look up from them, my eyes wandering trough the horizon of the blue sea. Shining in the sunny rays, promising - enticing with adventures, treasures, ... answers.

Just as I was about to give up, I glance down to the last picture remaining in my hands of a very young smiling man with a straw hat.

The lunacy of the voices momentarily explodes and they start to scream - * SAME SOUL! *

Immediately getting interrupted by another - * no no no, the SPIRIT!*

Two of them speak at the same time - * UNABLE TO SEE! NOT EVEN HEAR! BUT FEEL! *

Frantically all of them whisper - * ... dodging the inevitable ... stretching till he reaches the unreachable ... finding the undiscoverable ... *

Shocked about they outburst and about the feeling which got stirred in my heart, I discover my self unable to move as my body starts sliding down. My fingers badly shaking and my mind so occupied, that I make no move to hold myself from falling down the tree.

The voices don't stop talking across each other so urgently, as I've never experienced before. I don't even get the time to process what they're actually saying - not that I would usually be able to grasp they full intent anyway.

As I land hard on my back, terribly hurting my spine, leaving me without any air in my lunges to breathe - a smile curves around my lips and only one word leaves them

"Nii - san"