I Don't Own anything.

'thought'

"Speech"

"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

"Five Million Jewel?" I question with a disgusted frown. "You are trying to get me to sell this for FIVE Million Jewel?!"

I lean forwards, eyes narrowed. "We both know for a fact that a bar of solid gold is worth at least fifteen million. Now. Are you going to continue to try and scam me, or am I going to be forced to contact sorcerer weekly to tell them about how much of a fucking scam this place is."

"Are you... blackmailing me?" The man behind the counter growls.

"Are you scamming me?" I shoot back, eyes narrowed with fury.

A menacing silence crosses between us.

I pick up my gold bar and turn around, starting to walk away. "Fine. I guess I'll go elsewhere."

"W-WAIT!"

"Hmmm?" I hum, looking over my shoulder.

"Fourteen million." The man whispers.

"Fifteen."

"S-Sir... please, I have to make a profit. If I bought it for fifteen... I doubt I could sell it for much more. Fourteen and a quarter."

"Fourteen seven fifty."

"Fourteen and a half."

"Hrn." I lowly hum as I cock my head to the side, thinking on it.

Normally, I'd try and bleed this guy for all he's worth... but I need money now.

"Deal. Do you have the money on you?" I ask.

"I can write a cheque for you." The man replies.

I watch him as he quietly fills out a slip of paper. "Please take this to the bank."

"Gotcha." I nod quietly.

I leave the shop and look down at the cheque.

'I wonder...'

Transfer listed money from bank to your possession?

'yes.'

With a flash, the paper is replaced with a suitcase of money.

'Oh. That's convenient.'

"Did you finish up with your haggling?" The blue haired girl to my left questions.

"I did. Plus I got a little pocket change." I reply with a slow nod. "So, tell me. Where's a good place to buy magical books and stuff? In particular, I'm looking for a book on magic ring forging and ring magic."

"Oh! I know the place!" Levy smiles brightly. "But... uh... it's a bit far... we'd need to ride the train to the capital."

"How long would that ride take?"

"About three hours." She sheepishly whispers.

"Hmm." I hum as I quietly scratch my chin. "I mean, I have time, but do you have time Levy? I wouldn't want to keep you if you have better things to do."

"I was actually going to go sometime this week anyways to check out the newest Gale Force reading glasses. It might as well be today! It'd be a lot more fun with someone else to go along with!"

"Alright, let's go then." I smile as the blue haired girl turns and begins quickly leading me across Magnolia.

"So. Argo... I've heard from Erza you've gone to... another country recently. What was it like?"

I briefly pause, thinking about how I would explain this in the 'oh yeah, it's another country' sort of explanation that wouldn't catch the attention of other people. "Oh, well, it was less of a country and more a bunch of island chains. Water covers more than ninety percent of the area that they have 'claimed'."

"So it's basically an ocean country?"

"Eh. Basically." I shrug. "I've only been to two places so far, the first, a place called Alabasta which is a desert island, then, I visited a sky island."

"WH-" the girl gasps, eyes growing wide as her head snaps back to look at me. "R-Really?"

"Yep." I nod once with a small smile. "Basically, the clouds there are dense enough for a ship to ride on them. They called those massive sprawling clouds, the 'White Sea'. The only way to get up there- that I know of- would be to get struck by an absolutely massive water spout. But even if you manage to get up there, it's extremely dangerous as you're a good several thousand feet above the ocean below. At any point you could reach the edge of the clouds and you could tumble off. Food was also an issue... buuuut what was interesting was that there was an actual island up there... like, not solid clouds, but dirt. Several hundred years ago, a truly devastating waterspout cut an island in half then placed that lifted half on the white sea."

"Woah..." The girl whispers.

"As for the island chain as a whole, excluding the desert kingdom and the sky island, the government's total trash, though. Tooootally corrupt." I continue. "Like, they are so bad that-"

A book rapidly flicks through its pages as I sit on the floor of my training arena. I have black rimmed glasses on my face with tiny black wings on either side. The words seem to explode off the pages and into my eyes as the book quietly flickers.

After around thirty more seconds, the book slams shut.

I take off the glasses and wince, rubbing an eye with one hand as I let out a yawn.

'Jeez. That was mentally draining.'

Buuuut I'd say my purchase was entirely worth it.

Like, holy shit.

I read a five hundred page book in seven minutes.

Seven. Minutes.

Something that would probably take a good twelve hours was accomplished in about the time it takes to make instant ramen.

These glasses are TOTALLY worth the one hundred million Jewel price tag. Like, I'm not even mad that I had to give up a couple more bars of gold- at a significant loss- just to get these!

I also bought a few times sixty-four pairs for ten million jewel each.

Or about one hundred thousand dollars.

Absolutely fucking worth it!

I stand up, knowledge from the books strewn around me filling my head as I fold the arms of the glasses up and place them inside my storage space.

I pick up all the books with a slow nod, stretching my arms above my head.

Today has been a good day.

Why did I read the books in the training room?

Studying is a form of training, no?

My little idea seems to have worked as well... as I have grasped the concepts of each book after merely a single read-through.

It took several study sessions with the other books.

I'm unsure if it's because I know magic now, if the books are teaching me something simpler than basic fire magic, or if the training multiplication thing really did work for studying.

I should probably bring these back to my room so they don't get ruined. Plus it would be nice to offload my requip space. The devil fruits are taking up a lot of the space and I don't really want to just leave them lying around.

I make my way back through the shop and into the small apartment located behind the counter, quietly planning out my day tomorrow.

First things first, I'll be forced to purchase a 'Small Jewlers Workshop' for about fifty thousand dollars.

That should come with all the tools I need to become a master jeweler.

Of course, I probably won't need it for my first attempt as I plan to make something extremely simple, but I'll probably need it in the future.

I turn as I step inside, walking to my room- or, I guess it's SIlica's room now.

I knock twice on the door. "Hey, SIlica? I'm coming in. I've got to put up a couple of books."

I open the door and step inside.

"Sorry if I woke you up." I apologize as I turn and walk over to a miniature book shelf and crouch down, I begin putting the books into the shelf, my tail swishing out behind me. "I just didn't want these books to get any creases or get dirty so I decided to put them in a bookshelf as soon as possible."

"I-Its fine." The girl squeaks, sounding extremely nervous for some reason.

"Lets see here." I lowly mutter as I begin to fill the shelves.

Volumes one through eight of 'Forging Rings', the first volume covering the basics of making rings and making them magical, and the other seven each with a small additional compendium for magical effects, how to do them, and a new inscription method, a good time passer and starting point, but none of the enchantments provided are very 'impressive'. The author seems to not want people to cut into their business of magic rings, so while the enchantments all work, but are flawed in a way. the books did the bare minimum to teach.

Once more, a good starting point, though.

Next, three books on gemstones, the first two volumes covering the basics of gem elements, such as 'Ruby is fire', or 'Sapphire is water' that sort of thing, aptly being titled 'Magic of The Gems'. The third edition covers how cutting a gemstone affects its affinity and how to maximize the magical potency of a gemstone while cutting it, such as Opal having a tremendous affinity for moonlight spells- such as the Moon Drip- and a minor affinity for darkness. Unless it's a rarer 'Black Opal' in which case it's one: far more powerful, with a slight affinity for basically all of the elements, and two: has a much greater affinity for dark or shadow magic while keeping the white opal's affinity for moonlight. These moon and darkness affinities are further maximized by carving the opals into perfect spheres.

Of course, those books also stressed that the quality and size of a gem is also tremendously important.

Next, two books on 'Spell Etching' which is an interesting take on word magics like 'Solid Script' and 'Dark Ecriture'. It doesn't exactly have many 'example spells' but it at least seems like the author was teaching more than the basics.

Then, the last set of books, a trio of books explaining the method of determining the elemental affinities of several different materials. stone, gemstones, metal, wood, plant, even living creatures.

My initial plans tomorrow are to carve a simple wooden ring, maybe go out and see if there are any books on plant magic I can learn or at least discover the basics of so I know how to create a 'plant spell' to place on the ring.

Sadly, I don't have any amber to go with the wood... or any gem to place in it. It'll just be a simple band with runes carved in it.

I nod once at the almost completely filled shelf then stand up. "Sorry about that I just-"

I turn around and freeze, Silica is sat up in bed, blanket tightly gripped in her hands and pulled up to her neck, her hair has been let down and there is a scarlet blush on her face.

A t-shirt and shorts are strewn across the floor, as are a bra and panties.

Her pupils shake slightly with internal strife as she seems to see that I notice.

Her shoulders are bare.

"…"

Without commenting I turn and leave the room, her hands shaking in embarrassment.

I let out a low scoff. "Well... breakfast is going to be fucking awkward."

Silica stares at her plate as I quietly eat, not saying anything.

"U-Uh... I'm sorry." She eventually speaks up, saying something for the first time since I woke up.

"Hn? For what?" I ask.

"F-For- uh..." She beings, face a deep red. "I-Its more comfortable when I sleep like that. I've always slept like that."

She seems to wilt under my 'what the fuck are you talking about' stare.

"I was just going to ignore it and just chalk it up to you touching yourself or something, but-'

"I-I DON'T DO THAT!" The girl shrieks rocketing to her feet.

"Why not?" I blandly ask. "It gets pretty boring around here."

She flinches back. "W-W-W-W-"

"Honestly, you just being a nudist is sort of stranger than what I assumed." I continue.

A high pitched whaling noise echoes from the girl's body as she covers her face with her hands, writhing in her seat as she tries to hide from my gaze.

I hear the door in the distance jingle, causing me to rise to my feet. "I'll be back."

I quickly walk around the half wall, lazily glancing to the right to see Silica peeking at me from in between her fingers.

I open the door and step out. "Welcome to Fortune's Favors, the interdimensional pawn and trade. What can I get for you today?"

The pink haired girl on the other side of the counter can only stare in confusion.

She has long pink hair that she ties into two pigtails with two flower hair pins, a white shirt that shows off her stomach, and a red skirt that has a heart shaped belt buckle.

The red umbrella in her hands twirls slightly as she flicks her red mini cape with a pink ribbon on the front, keeping it around her shoulders.

She wears black and white stockings, has buckled red boots that go up to just below her knees, and wears a black and red crown atop her head.

She tilts her head back slightly and lets out a quiet laugh. "Horohorohoro... a boy with animal ears. How cute."

"A goth. How cute." I reply in a flat, deadpan tone. "Can I help you with something?"

She seems briefly caught off guard only for her to eventually reply with a sickeningly sweet voice. "What an arrogant outlook. Speaking to one of the seven warlords, Gecko Moria's commanders in such a tone while living on his ship and in my bathroom. Perverts just aren't cute."

"Hn. Quite an arrogant stance to assume I care about whoever this Gecko Moria clown is and where one of the possibly billions of exits to my store rests." I shoot back, propping my head up with a single fist as I lean on the counter, tail lashing out behind me as I shoot her a menacing grin, showing off my lightly pointed teeth.

The girl frowns suddenly. "Don't smile like that. It's not cute."

I sit back in my office chair and let out a low hum as I power on the computer sat on the countertop and shake the mouse slightly.

"May I know the name of the cute obsessed girl before me?" I ask.

She lefts out a quiet 'Hmph' as she turns away, her large black eyes looking over me. "You may. My name is Perona. But you may refer to me as 'Mistress Perona'."

She waves a hand, causing numerous ghosts to spew from her arm and fly around the shop at high speeds.

She lets out a low hum as they return.

Her boots thud on the floor as she slowly approaches one of my new freezers, looking through the glass.

"What is... this?"

"That's just a bunch of different types of ice cream."

"Ice cream?!" The girl gasps.

She comes to the counter with her arms full of the snacks.

"Are you sure you want to buy so many? Won't they melt?"

"We have a cold storage." The girl scoffs.

"Five hundred Beri per."

"Only five hundred?!" She gasps as she drops her prize on the table and grabs a cutesy little coin pouch at her hip. Her eyes skim the countertop briefly as she sits several bills down on the table, roughly twenty thousand Beri worth.

I offer her a simple wave. "I hope you enjoy. Please, come again!"

Without another word, she takes her prize and quickly leaves the shop.

I should probably get some more ice cream... she's probably cleared most of it out.

Let's not tell her that I up charged all of it five to twenty five times.

I blur back and forth across the raised platform, a small smirk on my face.

Its working...

It's actually working.

I'm learning the six powers.

It's a work in progress, certainly, but I'm able to use 'Soru' or rather, 'Shave'. But it's certainly not at the level of one of the cypher pol.

It's more like a superhuman sprint.

Far faster than a normal run, mind you, but not a 'seems to teleport' yet.

Still much better than I could normally do with around seven days of constant work.

My seven days of work just turned into forty three.

Forty-three sets of twenty-four hours, that is, if it was including time slept, it would have gone into the seventy day range.

"ARGO! ARGO TWO!" A voice shouts at the door.

My dash slides to a halt as I see the blonde name-thief, behind her is Asuna looking a little sheepish.

"Asuna." I greet. "You don't come around often. Is that because you don't want me to ask you to cook things?"

She gives me a sheepish smile as she scratches the back of her head. "Well..."

"That's not important! What is important is that she maxed out cooking!"

They suddenly have my full attention.

"Oh?" I ask as I quickly dash over, sliding to a halt just beside them. "Then there's no time to waste!"

"You will be paying... riiiight?" Argo questions.

"Of course, I will... what exactly do you want for your help?" I ask.

"Argo said that she would strangle me if I didn't say... 'devil fruits'?" Asuna weakly replies.

I give the two a hard stare. "Devil Fruits are considerably valuable. Even my cheapest fruit would be worth about ten million Cor."

"Mnnn." The girl Argo pouts, eyes narrowing slightly at the floor.

"How about... in exchange for all of my fruit cooking related needs, I will give you ten percent off... and instead of taking only money, I'll accept trades for in-game items... and instead of paying it all up front I'll let you slowly pay me back over time." I suggest.

The blonde girl tilts her head, letting out a long hum as she begins to barter. "Twenty."

"Eleven."

"Eighteen."

"Eleven."

"F-Fifteen?"

"Eleven and a half."

"Twelve?"

I cock my head to the side. "Eh, fuck it. Sure. Twelve percent off. The sooner you guys get to the higher floors, the sooner I can find even more cool items."

"So. What have we got to work with?" Argo questions.

"That's a good question, let's go to the counter really quickly." I announce as I turn and make my way back towards the countertop, Silica perks up slightly as I walk past, returning to sweeping the floor after offering a wave which I return.

I take a seat behind the counter and look to the computer, opening the 'notepad' app.

"Allright." I begin as I crack my neck. "Let's see here."

"I'll list the fruits that I'm fine with selling. I'll give you a brief rundown of devil fruits in general. There are three types. Logia, Paramecia, and Zoan. Zoans are all pretty much werewolves but with other creatures, like cats, crocodiles, dinosaurs, and even mythical creatures like gods and dragons, Logia turns your body into a certain natural element, but it also extends to fluid-like man-made 'elements' such as soup or corn syrrup, but not something like synthetic rubber which can't deform. Of course, there is also probably a rubber logia, as it can be formed by sap, but more than likely it's called the 'Sap Sap' fruit instead of the 'Rubber Rubber fruit'."

"Finally we have Paramecia, which covers basically everything else. Time fruits. Sword fruits. Technopath fruits. Turning you into a living whetstone fruits. That sort of thing."

With a flash a swirled fruit appears in my hand. "First and foremost, the Fork Fork fruit. Price ten million. Turns the eater into a fork human. This reasonably also turns their body into metal and allows you to stab things with your fingers. It could be useful."

"Pass." Argo sighs.

"Alright." I shrug, returning the fruit back into my requip space.

"Next, on the scale of prices, we have the Whetstone fruit. Which turns you into a whetstone person that can bring anything to its 'perfect' sharpness. Selling price... Twenty Million."

"Mnnn" the girl hums as she tilts her head. "Well maybe. If there's nothing better."

"Next, we have the 'Bend' fruit which allows you to bend reasonably any material as if it were made of paper. Thirty million."

She lets out another hum. "Mn. Nah."

"Next, we have the Artillery Fruit. Seventy-five million."

"THAT ONE!" the girl grins. "I was waiting for you to bring out the good ol gun human fruit. We'll get this one. Ranged weapons in SAO are ASS. They're all shitty daggers and throwing pebbles."

"Allright, just let it be known that I'm putting negative sixty-six million on 'The Bold's collective tab." I announce blandly.

"Meh. They won't care much when one of the clearers gain a cannon arm." The blonde replies. "So. Where's this fruit you want?"

I lay the fruit I have decided on down on the countertop.

The girl looks up at me with a half-lidded stare, being able to tell what the fruit is with mere sight alone. "Really?'

"Yep."

"Well, let's get cooking, then." The girl shrugs as she looks to Asuna as she takes the artillery fruit and offers it to the brown-haired woman.

My eyes widen as I look to the parfait in front of me.

It looks shockingly good.

I carefully take a scoop and cringe as I look over it.

"You don't look all that happy, Guy-Go. If you want, I'll eat it instead."

"No... it's just, I've heard that these things taste somewhere between raw sewage, a bottle of extremely artificial tasting coffee sweetener condensed down into a single bite, and cough medicine... soooo I'm a little worried."

"You'll be fiiiine." The blonde waves off.

I take a deep breath and take a bite.

"…"

"Hold on, this is actually really good." I blink in surprise.

I pause before I can take a second bite, bringing a hand to my chest. "Okay... now it's starting to tingle a little bit-"

*FLASH*

I pause as light radiates around me, Asuna, Argo, and the nearby Silica are gaping at me, so I assume that I don't exactly look... normal.

I take another bite of the parfait and let out a quiet sigh. "It's lost a lot of its flavor... the power's gone. Want some?"

I offer the bowl to Argo who hops up, grabs a spoon from the nearby drawer and takes a scoop.

"Huh... it's about what I would expect. Sort of like vanilla ice cream."

Her eyes narrow at the parfait as a screen opens it.

"The effects are on par with ice cream also... oh well."

"M-May I?" Silica asks.

"By all means. You can finish it up if you want. I'm going to go test out my new abilities... but first I'm going to go look in a mirror."

I stand from the dining table and walk through silica's room, then into the bathroom.

I blink into the mirror; my appearance hasn't changed all that much to be honest... well, I mean, skin tone and clothes-wise, at least.

Instead of the earlier thin swimmers body, now I am far more muscular... sort of like going from... luffy pre-timeskip body type to like... Teen Gohan.

My hair is a stark white, my eyes a bright blue with cross shaped pupils, said pupils being a brilliant glowing silver color.

Two large white wings rest on my back.

Mildly disappointing because I was promised twelve.

Atop my head rests... two halos? Like, two rings that are slightly crossed, created an X-shaped halo.

Maybe I'm too weak to draw out the full power of my devil fruit? Sort of like how luffy is?

Maybe more wings will come as my strength improves?

Or maybe this is merely my hybrid form and my full 'seraph strength' hasn't been achieved yet?

My eyes lock onto my halo. "Fuck."

"Shit fuck. Dick Jellow Mc Cuntywidow."

"…"

"Something extremely problematic and definitely racist."

"I ate a fruit that turns me into a demon lord."

The halo remains firm.

The wings don't even flicker black.

"…"

Can I not fall?

It's... the seraph seraph fruit... not... the fallen fallen fruit or Cadre Cadre Fruit.

Ohohoho that's going to open so many mischievous little doors for me.

I step out of the bathroom, Argo following after me as I make my way back to the training arena.

"HOLY FUCK that's a lot of gold!" The blonde shouts finally noticing the far corner.

"Yep. Most of its mine. Don't touch it."

I step into the middle of the ring and hold out a hand.

*BWEEEEE-CHRZZZZ*

An energy wave shoots from my hand and crashes into the far wall, washing over it briefly, blackening a fair portion of it.

"…"

The scorch marks slowly peel away revealing a pristine wall underneath.

I look down to my hand.

"So why angel?" Argo calls out.

I close my eyes and focus, my muscle mass lessening as I shrink about an inch or two.

I glance above my head, seeing my halo is still there.

The two folded wings are on my back. My hair is black, my extra pair of ears and tail are back.

"It's pretty simple, Tit-Argo." I announce as I turn to look at her, clasping my hands together as I smile brightly, eyes closing as I attempt my most innocent expression. "Do I look like the type of person who would lie to you?"

"PFFFFAHAHAHAH! You got it to trick people?!" She cackles.

"Trick is such a painful word, Argo two!" I gasp, sounding horrified. "I prefer the term... 'Excluding important details in a manner in which benefits me almost entirely'."

"Foxes are the most trustworthy animal after all! And angels can't lie or they'll they become a fallen angel! I would NEVER lie to people... and I never have!" I grin savagely.

"Oh... you devious fucker."

I look over my own body quietly.

'can I-'

Argo-

'I CAN scan myself!'

I look up to the blonde before me.

"…"

Nothing happens.

'Is it only myself?'

This would have answered a lot of questions about myself if I did this earlier.

I should also probably think of a full name... hn... I'll get to it later.

Argo:
The owner of the interdimensional shop 'Fortune's favors'. He is a simple teen with moderately above average physical capabilities. About the middle of 'low class'. He is capable of casting several spells, ranging from water, fire, requip, transformation, and even making some specialized enchanting runes and magics! Plus he is decently adept at using the holder magic 'Ring Magic', which makes use of magical rings.

Argo is a Kuda-Gitsune, an extremely rare type of youkai that holds the power over fortune itself... when they are 'complete', at least. Argo is missing his second half; thus, he doesn't have access to many powers beyond the most basic youkai capabilities. And even then, he isn't all too skilled at using them. His physical abilities have also lowered somewhat as a result of not having said 'Second Half'.

Recently, Argo has eaten the Hito-Hito No Mi Model: Seraph. A special fruit from a distant world that transforms its user into an angel. A 'Mythical Zoan' type of fruit. It is said that some mythical zoan fruits have the capabilities of eating multiple fruits... and the seraph is one of those few... but not in its current state. In its current form, eating another devil fruit will simply replace this one. When the requirements have been met, the eater of the Seraph-Seraph fruit may have 3 additional devil fruits.

Estimated Value: Priceless.

'I-I'm... not a kitsune?!'

'The seraph fruit can have more devil fruits... but not as it is currently?!'

This is a lot of information to unpack...

The fuck is a 'Kuda-Gitsune'?

The blonde in front of me gives me a confused look as she notices my sudden turmoil. I walk past her and back into the shop.

"What is it?" She asks.

"One sec." I reply quietly as I turn back into my natural state and take a seat behind the counter.

I look to the computer and type out an inquiry.

"What is a Kuda Gitsune?"

I click on the first result.

"Kuda-gitsune (pipe/tube fox) is a species of youkai fox. The fox is supposedly kept in a bamboo pipe as pets."

"Kuda-gitsune are said to have the ability to possesses humans and control their minds, and can turn invisible at will. They are used by practitioners to make money for them, but in using their powers, kuda-gitsune devour the practitioner's own vitality and wealth. Moreover, these foxes are said to be gluttonous youkai that will only eat gourmet food and will not work if hungry."

'Alright... most of that is inaccurate. I can't turn invisible, or steal life, plus I'm sort of fine with almost any food. But that might be a me thing. I'm not sure. Plus, it said that my powers are sealed without a 'second half'. whatever the fuck that means. I guess the 'stealing wealth' thing is sort of accurate... I'm scamming the fuck out of people.'

"They can be kept in bamboo tubes, but they must be kept in a male-female pair. This has a great disadvantage, however, since doing so will increase the number of foxes, their consumption levels greatly increase, inevitably devouring all of the practitioner's vitality and wealth in the process."

"…"

Is that why everywhere I sleep is so uncomfortable? I'm supposed to sleep in what's basically a playground slide?

That isn't even the biggest bomb shell that has been dropped with this simple 'myth wiki' page.

"ARE MY POWERS SERIOUSLY LIMITED BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A FOX GIRLFRIEND?!"

Pov: elsewhere.

A man with long blond hair lets out a quiet sigh as he gazes over an empty monument that resides at the far reaches of the sixth heaven.

Large marble walls with words are on all sides, pillars and obelisks which hold even more names filling the center of the room making it slightly labyrinthian in appearance.

Twelve large golden wings sit on his back as he quietly looks over the lists, some names glowing a bright gold, while others offer a dull grey glow, and others showing no glow at all.

Angels, fallen, and the deceased.

So many of his brethren have perished... and even more have taken the wrong path.

It appears that Sorush has died... a shame. Even with how twisted his younger six-winged sibling had become, he can still feel pity and an iota of sadness for him.

The man in robes continues throughout the room eventually coming to the most recently created wall.

Since father passed, Angels just... don't appear as often.

The only way another name could be added to this monument is if two of his siblings had a child... and even then, it is increasingly likely that the two parents in question would fall to depravity before being able to create a child.

They'd be lucky to have even a sole name appear here in five hundred years.

Only full angels count for this list. Miracle children, while more common, sadly do not get engraved upon these walls. Nor do children born from fallen parents.

He freezes in place spying a glistening name glittering at the bottom of the extremely short list, tears well at the corners of his eyes as a bright smile appears on his face. "Another child! yes... this is truly wonderful! Gabriel would want to know about this!"

The only thing is... the name is a little weird...

"Argo D. Naut."

Ah well, perhaps their parents simply decided to go for a human name instead of the angel's typical naming sense.

It is... also a little weird that he wasn't made aware of this child... typically news of an angel's pregnancy would be widespread throughout the heavens.

He will think on that later. First, he must go tell his seraph siblings the good news.

Well, it looks like Argo got his first fruit. Plus some interesting trivia has been revealed about Argo's race. It wasn't kitsune, but Kuda Gitsune!

Now he has to worry about finding a girlfriend if he wants an easy-to-get powerup.

Guest Reviews:

BobbyB: A LOT of people seem to misunderstand what I meant with the whole 'properly prepared devil fruits' thing... he CAN'T eat several (Unless it's a Zoan devil fruit with a VERY specific trait) it just removes the 'you die when you eat several' trait. Meaning that when he eats one, the first fruit he ate will be released from his body and reincarnate into a nearby suitable fruit.

JustAFan123: Nope! No nine tails. Just one.

Ya boi: Possibly in the future!

Alakash: Actually it was the FRUIT that made Eneru's observation haki so good. Like, sure, he had it before, but the fruit itself ENHANCES observation haki.

Guest 001: The problem with tensura is that they VERY quickly become cosmic beings. Like, stronger than concepts.

Guest 002: You are forgetting the upkeep cost of breeding dozens of animalistic- yet hyper intelligent- beings who sometimes are far smarter than humans.

A potato: Nah, Seraph's fine.

Kyo: Pocket sand is a devastatingly op technique that must be respected.

Reader 451: it's the Seraph Seraph Fruit, not the fallen fallen fruit. Argo cannot fall regardless of whatever sin he commits!

Anyways, I'll see you all later!