I Don't Own anything.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."
"Hey! Hey Argo!" A voice exclaims as I sit in the middle of the training field in my full seraph form, legs crossed and a ball of light formed before me. My eyes clenched shut as I quietly manipulate it in a figure eight around my thumbs and through the hole my hands create.
Four wings rest on my back. Confirming my theory that I grow more wings the more powerful I get.
"Yes, Luffy?" I ask.
"Look!" He grins, causing me to crack open one eye.
"My bounty increased!"
"Why?" I mutter in confusion. "You guys stuck to Water Seven, right? At most Zoro and Sanji's bounty would be higher because they attacked the train station which was guarded by marines."
"Oh. They got a bounty... all of my crew did!"
He lays all of the bounties on the floor. "Look! Look!"
Monkey D. Luffy
Dead or Alive
210,000,000 Beri
"It's doubled, huh?" I blandly observe
"Yeah!"
Not as high as it would have originally gotten.
I let out a quiet snort as I look to Sanji's bounty.
Oh. That's fucking GREAT! They gave him the shit bounty poster this time as well!
His bounty is also a fair portion higher. The rest... are all pretty low.
Sanji
Dead or Alive
102,000,000 Beri
Roronoa Zoro
Dead or Alive
140,000,000 Beri
Nami
Dead or Alive
500,000 Beri
Ussop
Dead or Alive
600,000 Beri
Nico Robin
Dead or Alive
90,000,000 Beri
Chopper
Dead or Alive
50 Beri
"You know, why the hell did they make bounty posters for Chopper if they are going to make him be worth so little? It probably cost more to print that single piece of paper than they are offering for his bounty."
Fucking fifty cents.
"You're right! My crew should be worth five hundred million each! Bare Minimum!" Luffy pouts as he crosses his arms.
"OH! I forgot Yamato also got one!"
Yamato:
Dead or Alive
580,000,000 Beri
"Hn. A bit low for her, but probably among the highest initial bounties." I note. "Also. You should probably be careful. Yamato's dad will probably send some people to take her back... and considering her strength, it definitely won't be anyone weaker than one of his All-stars or like... more than one of his Tobi-roppo."
Luffy blinks at me as he tilts his head.
"…"
"His 'All Stars' are basically the equivalent of Zoro to you, for him. And he's got three of them. He's got three Zoro and Sanji equivalent fighters; Queen is a cyborg dinosaur which uses diseases and other nasty stuff, King is the last of his race which naturally has powers similar to that of a devil fruit, and Jack is... well... he's probably the weakest, but don't let that taint your vision of him, he could probably go hand to hand with the marine fleet admiral or even your grandfather and come out mostly unscathed. The Tobi-Roppo are a little weaker."
I tilt my head. "You MIGHT be able to defeat one- who is on their own- with your entire crew. Keep in mind that basically all of Kaido's crew are dangerous. He's got two levels below this, 'headliners' which are the next strongest, and 'Gifters'. Both of which seem to on average have at least one form of Haki. Then there's the Waiters and Pleasurers, those guys are sort of cannon fodder. Certainly better than most of what you have seen so far, but still cannon fodder."
"So, we'd hold no chance?" Luffy mutters.
He falls silent, looking over his hands. "Thank you for your advice, Argo."
"Oh!" He exclaims suddenly. "We're about to set sail on our new ship! Want to take a look at it?"
"Eh, sure." I shrug as I stand up. "Not like I was doing much anyways."
I rise to my feet and follow after the pirate, shifting back to my 'natural' form, minus the ears and tail which are hidden via magic.
"Silica, I'm going out for a second. I'll be back shortly."
"Okay!" The girl behind the counter waves as I step through the front door and out into Water Seven.
It appears they patched that little hole I blew in the wall.
I quickly follow after Luffy as he rushes towards the edge of the island, as we reach the part that separates the upper and lower portions of the island, he simply leaps off and falls to the ground below, faceplanting into the damp soil and standing up a moment later.
I let out a quiet sigh as I shift into my hybrid form, casually gliding over Luffy as he continues running through the destroyed streets of water seven's lower district.
'oh wow.'
I spy a large vessel sat just at the edge of the island... no, wait, there's two ships, the first, is the Going Merry, silently drifting towards the edge of the island.
It beaches itself, allowing the person on its back to leap off, then morphs into a very large four-legged, scaled, half-boat creature with large wooden poles sticking out of its back with sails acting as webbing between them, its figure head is a green fanged sheep with a horn on its nose.
It crawls out of the water, looking similar to a Dimetrodon
Its shoulders open up, revealing a gatling-like cannon.
It shrinks further, becoming a large theropod dinosaur. It opens its mouth wide, causing a large gatling gun to sprout from its maw, the gun is pulled back and suddenly replaced by a large sole cannon barrel.
It shuts its mouth and raises its hands, causing large metal blades to flip out and click into place over its current hands, giving it the appearance of wolverine-esque claws.
Its back opens and two large propellers fold out like wings, metal extends along the underside and the top of the tail, giving the dinosaur a rudder.
"SUUUUUPER!" Franky grins as he strikes his classic pose, pressing his arms together so the stars are touching.
Cyborg ship dinosaur.
Fucking cool.
I look down to see Luffy's eyes practically glowing.
"COOOOOOOL!" He shouts.
I finally drag my eyes away from the man's romance that is a cyborg dinosaur, and look to the new ship.
It's fairly sizable with two masts, it appears quite similar to the original canon 'Thousand Sunny's design.
Is- is that a fucking missile silo?
Huh.
There's also a three barrel gun turret, on the observation deck.
I land beside Franky. "Ah, Argo. Your books gave me some SUPER ideas!"
"I can see that. Turrets, and is that a missile silo I see?"
"Yeah!" The shipwright grins as he places his hands on his hips. "The Sunny's a damn fine ship. Not as cool as the Merry, but you really can't top a cyborg ship dinosaur."
The dinosaur standing next to him lets out a quiet purring growl, causing Franky to reach up and pat its head.
Luffy eventually comes to a stop beside me, wrapping his arms around Merry's neck, her back brace is gone, it appears she's in top condition. "MERRY! THAT WAS SO COOL!"
He gets up onto the dinosaur's back, a bright grin on his face.
"Oh. Argo. The Adam wood scraps are over there." Franky gestures lazily to the side.
"Oh! Sweet!" I grin as I turn and look over to see piles of saw dust and awkwardly shaven and cut pieces of wood, the leftovers from the flooring and such from the ship.
Oh goodie! This'll be useful.
"Argo, we plan to leave Water seven pretty soon. We'll get to the end of the first half of the grand line and take your advice, then train for a while. I can see that we're not strong enough yet."
"Keep in mind that my shop is always open." I smile with a slight shrug.
Pov: elsewhere
"Go ahead." A blonde girl in ninja-like garb stands beside a girl in a blue jacket who has blue eyes and short brown hair.
She points a finger dead ahead at a mob and flinches as a large hole opens up at the tip of her finger.
*Click*
*Click*
*Click*
"No ammo?" The blonde with whisker-like marks asks.
"I guess? How do I refill?" The girl asks.
*Ping*
"Huh?" She whispers.
"What is it, Philia?"
Unique Skill {One of A Kind}
Taiho-Taiho No Mi:
Proficiency 1/1000
Through the consumption of an accursed 'Devil Fruit', you have been turned into an 'Artillery Human'. This skill grants you the ability to turn your appendages into guns and cannons to smite your foes from a distance. This devil fruit also gives you the ability to turn materials you touch into suitable projectiles, but at its current mastery, you really can't do much that's interesting beyond the classic musket ball. Damage and accuracy is enhanced through the Dex stat.
"I got my unique skill unlocked... it says I can convert materials into bullets?" The brown haired girl quietly explains.
She reaches down and picks up a small pebble, looking up over to the elf crouched in a nearby tree. The two girl's stealth skills being more than enough to hide from mere floor ten mobs.
Her hand glows as the pebble seems to sink into her body, she can still feel it moving about in her body. Shards of rock are ejected from her palm a moment later
It feels strange. Foreign. Unnatural.
It doesn't hurt, but it's certainly uncomfortable.
The pebble is forced out of her palm, showing a perfectly circular stone.
She looks over it briefly as Argo lets out a low whistle. "Neat."
Philia clenches her fist and re-absorbs the pebble; she can feel it move along the inside of her fist as it slots into place where her knuckle should be.
She points up at one of the elves in the trees, her finger thickening slightly into a gun barrel.
A circle appears in her vision, rapidly growing and shrinking over the elf, after a moment of aiming...
*BANG*
The elf lets out a startled gasp as a red, grid-like dot the size of a grape appears at the center of her torso.
Red shards are blown out of her back, signifying 'SAO gore' as she falls from the tree.
The elf becomes nothing but a pile of glowing pixels as it hits the floor, completely disappearing a moment later.
"Fuck." Argo lowly curses, her eyes wide.
Philia blows away the smoke rising from the hole in her fingertip.
A savage grin slowly crosses the face of the blonde in black. "Get fucked Kayaba."
"That was powerful." The brown haired girl observes. "Turning just a pebble into something that would one shot an elf like that?"
"I could probably do it with my stats." Argo shrugs. "Of course, I'd need to use a throwing skill to do so."
"Wait... CAN YOU USE THROWING SKILLS WITH THAT?!" The girl with whisker marks on her face gasps.
Philia looks over her hand. "I don't know."
She looks to her finger, turning her index finger into a gun barrel.
She tries to do the same with her middle finger, but as it happens, her index finger turns back to normal. "It looks like I can only have one 'Gun' at a time with my current proficiency."
"How fast can you shoot?" Argo questions.
"Huh. Let's see." The girl crouches down to the ground, picking up numerous misshapen stones, with a clench of her fist she absorbs the rock, spying a party of three elves, seemingly drawn in by the earlier noise.
*BANG*
The first stone is shot, hitting the far-left elf in the head, canceling Philia's stealth skill. In her hand she can feel the next stone slide into place in her knuckle, after around two seconds she is ready to shoot again.
*BANG*
*Ping*
Skill Proficiency Increased!
The elves have clearly noticed her by now and draw their bows, her next shot hits the shoulder of the next elf, causing more than enough damage to kill it like the rest, she is forced to dodge out of the way of an arrow as she readies a third shot.
*BANG*
The final elf falls like the others as she reactivates her stealth skill.
Philia looks to her finger. "Not as fast as it could be, but I'm bad at the skill.
"But this much damage would be incredible in a raid, right?" Argo smirks.
"I guess." The brown haired girl agrees. "I don't use my offhand for much, so it could be really helpful to have a ranged option."
"Damn. I should give Shop-Argo something for such an incredible power. Besides the sixty-six million in items, of course." The blonde whispers.
Pov: returned
"Mr. Argo, what... are you doing?" Silica questions from behind me as I slowly lay an absolutely massive rug on the floor, draping slightly over the cushions of the couch and the coffee table.
"Well, it's quite simple, my dear Silica." I begin.
"D-Dear?" She whispers.
"What do you see here?" I question as I gesture to the rug, ignoring how the coffee table refuses to let it lay flat.
"Uh, a rug?" She mutters quietly, not seeing where I'm going with this.
I roll up the rug extremely loosely. "And now?"
"A rolled up rug?" She blinks.
"Nope. This, Silica... is a tube."
"…"
"I am a Kuda Gitsune. A Tube Fox. This is- technically- a tube. I'm going to sleep inside of this and see if anything happens.
I lay down and slowly slide myself into the roll of carpet, placing a pillow under my head.
"Hey, this is pretty comf-"
My vision darkens.
Silica lets out a quiet yawn as she crawls out of bed.
Judging by the clock, it had been about five hours since she went to bed.
She stretches her arms above her head, too sleepy to really care about anything.
Her stomach growls slightly.
She didn't really cook anything because Argo went to bed so early.
She felt no need to go through all that effort to make something when it was just her cooking just isn't fun when you do it for only yourself.
She quietly leaves her room, planning on just getting some jam and toast or something like that to tide her over until the morning.
She fishes out a couple slices of bread and places them in the toaster as she walks over and opens the fridge, retrieving a jar of grape jelly.
Her eyes stray over the counter towards the living room as she stands on the tips of her toes to peer over the half wall, eventually looking to her boss as he lays in the large rolled up rug, his breathing relaxed and gentle.
He looks so peaceful. It's been about eight hours since he started sleeping.
"Mr. Argo? Would you like some toast?" She whispers loudly.
He doesn't reply, his ears don't even twitch at her voice.
He must have never gotten a truly good rest before now.
She freezes in place, realizing her current state.
s-she didn't put on any clothes.
Her face becomes beat red, quietly praying that her boss stays asleep.
Mistake.
Getting up was a horrible mistake!
She can see it now...
Argo could smell the toast, and he wakes up.
'My dear Silica. Good morning. I slept well, it looks like a tube fox really must sleep in a tube for a good- eh?'
He would freeze in place, eyes wide as his gaze soaked in her form.
'Well.' He would say as he stood up, revealing that he had been sleeping shirtless, his toned chest and chiseled abs on full display. 'I thought I smelt something cooking, but it looks like I'll be having something else for breakfast.'
He would prowl forwards like a beast in heat, standing next to her and wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her close as he tilts her chin up with his other hand. Their first kiss would be like fireworks! A jolt of electricity running through their bodies as their tongues wrestle for dominance. He'd pick her up, gently placing her on the countertop as his hands roam her body, he'd fiddle with his belt which he was wearing with sweatpants for some reason and t-then- and then-
*Clunk*
Her entire body recoils as the toast rises from the toaster, she falls back, her heel slipping on a misplaced napkin on the floor, the butterknife in her hand flipping wildly out of control and falling to the floor with a clatter.
She lays there on the tile floor for a moment, looking up at the ceiling as she brings a hand to her chest, trying to calm her beating heart.
Her hand gently gropes her own breast as her legs rub together.
Would Argo do something like this? Roughly pin her to the floor and have his way with her?
She shakes her head, pushing her degenerate thoughts to the edges of her mind.
She gets up, picking up the butter knife and quickly running it under water, wiping it down with a paper towel to dry it off. Her eyes straying back to Argo who remains asleep despite the noise she made when she tripped.
His face twitches cutely, locked in a dream of some sort as his ears flick back and forth, eventually it stops as he falls back into a deep sleep. She soaks in his features as she approaches the toaster and places her two slices of toast on a paper plate.
She forcibly tears her gaze away from him as she opens the jar of jam and sticks the knife inside.
Would Argo lick jam off of her?
She flinches again, cringing at the lusty thought as she rubs her legs together, her inner thighs getting damper by the minute.
She's not supposed to be like this!
Her stomach rumbles again, the hunger pangs thankfully drawing her mind elsewhere as she quickly slathers one side of two toast slices with jam.
She quickly finishes off her midnight snack, glancing over her shoulder to see Argo still asleep in the tube.
It looks like it's big enough for her to join him in theeee- and that's enough perversion for today.
Think of anything else.
Like sleeping!
Sleep is good. She should get back to bed.
She nearly sprints out of the kitchen, making her way back into her room.
She dives under the blankets and gets herself comfortable.
Ten minutes later she finds herself still staring up at the ceiling.
This deep warmness inside of her lower stomach. It won't go away...
How does she- oh. she's got to d-do that, huh?
Alright, that's fairly simple. She's never done this before, but it's fairly simple, all she's got to do is-
I let out a quiet yawn as I sit up, my weariness evaporated, the smell of food reaching my nose as I look around blearily.
'wh- oh right. A tube. DAMN this feels comfortable.'
I shimmy out of my new favorite place and yawn again, Seeing Silica humming to herself in the kitchen.
"You seem to be in a good mood." I observe with a small smile.
"Yeah!" She grins. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"I mean... like a far peppier mood than normal." I elaborate. "You're practically glowing.
"Oh, I just figured out how to do something that feels good." She comments vaguely.
"And that is?" I question.
"That's a secret." She pouts, a slight dusting of pink appearing on her cheeks. "It's also personal."
"Ah. Alright. You smell a little weird too."
"Y-YOU CAN'T JUST SAY A WOMAN SMELLS! THAT'S RUDE SIR!" The girl exclaims her blush intensifying even more for some reason.
"My bad."
The shop quietly opens as a gothic pink haired girl peeks inside.
She spies me and lets out a sigh of relief. "Is... is that l-large girl gone?"
"Nah. She's still around. But she won't hurt you." I answer. "Or, rather, she can't hurt you here. Not that she would."
"O-Oh. Okay." The woman whispers as she quietly steps forwards.
"You. Shopkeep." She begins placing her hands on her hips.
"My name is Argo." I blandly reply.
"Yes. Argo. I want to stay here."
"…"
"Why?"
"Because my crewmates are assholes? Because the only girl I can connect with on Thriller Bark is a zombie singer whom one of my crewmates grave-robbed and casually sleeps with? Because I'm tired of being perved on? B-Because I saw some THING in the ocean that stood taller than a mountain with blood red eyes and it dwarfed o-our island sized boat?"
"Pretty bold to assume you wouldn't be perved on if you stay here." I shrug. "Besides, what benefit would I have to letting you stay here?"
"W-Well... I can turn into a ghostly form that's basically immortal even against Haki?" The girl weakly points out. "I-I can summon a bunch of ghosts for use in combat. I can make people depressed, explode them, uh, it's really good with scouting as well as I get to see everything the ghosts do."
"You know about Haki?" I ask.
"Moria used to talk about it years ago. H-he's lost his touch, though." She replies with a slightly hoity look that deteriorates slightly as a small pink blush appears on her cheeks. "A-And well, maybe a little perversion isn't all that bad... as long as the person who does it is cute."
"Oh? And am I cute?" I casually flirt, a lazy smirk on my lips.
She turns more and more red.
*Ahem.* She awkwardly coughs. "So... can I stay?"
"Fine." I relent with a small shrug. "But I'm going to force you to get physically stronger while learning both Armament and Observation Haki. I don't want you to hold me back."
"R-Really?!" She gasps. "I can stay?!"
"Your power would be fairly useful in getting the lay of the land outside of doors. I can fully admit that. Plus, the ability to pass through walls would be useful even if you can't physically touch objects on the other side, you could investigate safes, spy on people, that sort of thing. All very useful."
"Just like that? No catches?" The girl mutters.
"Meh." I shrug. "You'll need to help Silica run the store sometimes, but that's about it."
"T-Truly?!"
"Yep." I nod once as the door behind her opens. "Welcome to Fortune's Favors, the interdimensional pawn shop- oh, hi Lis!"
"Hey Argo! I'm back!" She grins as she steps around the other pink haired girl, she walks up to the counter and with a couple waves of her hand, three swords are sat on the table.
"Sorry if it took a while. My luck isn't the best, but upgrading this katana REALLY helped me with my proficiency."
"Well, I'm glad that it helped." I reply with a smile.
"No. You don't understand. Upgrading these swords gave me a unique skill. I can slap a status on any of my creations now and just make them better! It's honestly the closest thing Sword Art Online has to personalized enchantments!"
"That's really powerful." I mutter, eyes wide.
She nods once with a bright smile. "The skill also made it so all of my smithing abilities are improved by enhancing items, which is useful. I'm planning on spending the next month or so crafting a sword, fully upgrading it, then breaking it so I can start again!"
"How long do you think it'll take until you max it out?" I question.
"Well. My sword smithing and ingot forging skills were maxed out, but this new skill is sat at around five hundred."
"You- you managed to level up the skill all the way to five hundred in a couple of days?!"
"Well, to be fair, I spent a lot of Cor and materials to do it, and I was enhancing a weapon that we normally couldn't get until like floor seventy! I could never max it out because of my luck stat so I was forced to start over from level one over and over and over again. Buuuut I finally managed to get lucky enough to max it out, so I can't really use it anymore."
I look over the swords she enhanced.
Moonflash (+50):
One of the 50 'Skillful Grade' Blades. Moonflash is sharp and extremely dangerous, yet its dazzling blade glimmers under the shining moonlight and twinkling stars, some say it's pretty enough to let you cut people without them even resisting. *This was further enhanced by the blacksmith Lisbeth, greatly increasing its durability, sharpness, and most importantly, the value!
Estimated Market Value: 13,950,000 Beri
Holy shit...
She multiplied its original value by more than three!
It has practically the same description, as do the other blades, so that's less important here. What is important is the value.
Sunspot (+50):
Estimated Market Value: 13,175,000 Beri
Those other two are sort of 'meh'… the katana I gave her on the other hand... holy shit...
What sort of bullshit is this?!
Shio No Yure (+80):
Estimated Market Value: 474,000,000 Beri
seven times! She improved it nearly seven times! "Holy shit Lisbeth. You improved the value of these items drastically. How'd you even manage to improve this to plus eighty? I thought you said that plus seventy-five was it's max?!"
She shyly scratches her cheek with a finger. "Well, after I maxed out my smithing proficiency, I got a small perk that lets me round up to the nearest ten when it comes to enhancing something. So something that normally is a maximum of plus nine, it can be brought up to plus ten, if something can only be brought up to plus one, it still can be brought up to plus ten by me."
"Like, this is genuinely no small feat." I whisper.
"I'm glad you like it! Like I said, it helped me increase skill proficiency a lot! Just you wait Argo, soon enough I'll make a blade so incredibly powerful you'll faint from its glory... and it'll be all for you!" The girl smiles and nods slowly.
"If you maxed out regular smithing, wouldn't it be safe to say that you could make a weapon out of those high class materials I gave you, then you could do your new skill to make them better and improve that?" I question.
"Yep!" She smiles brightly. "I should probably get back to that! I'll see you soon Argo!"
She practically skips out of the room, a bright smile on her face.
My eyes slowly trail back to Perona. "So. Let's see about getting you a place to sleep."
"R-Right."
Breath leaves my lips as I duck under the swing from a large steel Kanabo club.
My eyes are covered by a blindfold, but I still felt that attack coming.
By no means is my detection perfect. But. It's better than nothing.
I narrowly avoid a downward swing by ducking to the side.
It has been about fourteen days since Yamato showed up in my shop.
She has decided to hang around the straw hats for a while, using the door on the Thousand Sunny to enter this shop to beat me around when its convenient for her.
Yes, there's a door on the Thousand Sunny apparently.
Zoro sometimes joins, as does Luffy, but at the moment, they are resting on the Sunny.
That makes this a one on one session.
"You are improving at a drastic rate." The tall woman idly comments from somewhere to my left.
"Thanks." I reply with a small smile.
She stomps my foot.
"Ow." I mutter.
"You still need to learn how to focus at all times, though." She finishes.
"Yeah. I get-"
I lunge forwards, getting out of the range of a club swing which would have hit the center of my back.
"That." I finish.
Roughly eight or nine out of every ten strikes are avoided. It's decent, I suppose. Armament Haki was easier. She just sort of had me sit there with my legs crossed and infused me with armament haki like someone would a sword. Then it was just the classic method of 'remember this feeling'.
I let out a sigh as I reach up and take the blindfold off my eyes. "Let's call it here for now, because I've actually got something else I need help with."
"Oh?" The large woman questions. "What's that?"
My lewd desires-
"My devil fruit." I answer.
"How... could I help with that?"
"Oh, it's quite simple, Chopper gave me some of his medicine recently."
With a flash two things appear in my hands, the first is a small orange ball, and the second is a potion. "This is a poison curing potion. I am going to give this to you, and if the medicine doesn't work and I start foaming at the mouth or fainting, I want you to force me to drink that."
"And if you don't?" The girl questions as she takes the potion from my grasp.
"Give me an honest description of the forms, if you would." I nod once as I slowly take a step back popping the jawbreaker-like pill into my mouth.
'Chopper said I'm supposed to crunch it, right?'
I maneuver it onto my molars with my tongue.
*Crunch*
Nothing happens for a moment, then in the next a tremendous heat passes throughout my body, it's as if I were a normal human this entire time... and I had been blessed with wings and a tail, with no idea how to move them.
I locate the first 'pool' of new energy, shifting into my hybrid state.
Holy power comparable to my normal fully transformed state thrums throughout my body.
Holy shit.
I'd have the full capabilities of both a youkai and an angel. That's pretty badass. I wonder what sort of youkai arts I can learn.
I shift towards the next step, feeling my power swell even further.
Not enough to break through into six wings, but it does push me out of my 'barely enough strength for four wings' state.
"Alright, it seems to have worked... let's see about new forms."
I tap into the little 'branch' of the powers that have revealed themselves to me.
I look around, frowning as nothing seems to have changed.
"Your halo got a little bigger.
I look up to see that, yes, it did get a little bigger. About twice the size.
What that does for me, I have no clue, but a Rumble Ball only lasts three minutes, so I should quickly move through the rest of the powers.
Onto the next branch.
"Your wings are gold."
Once more, no clue what that means for me.
Onto the next.
I flinch as a strange feeling overcomes me, every inch of my body is cloaked in feathers, my vision obscured
"…"
"You have armor now?!" The oni girl gasps.
It appears that I've grown dozens upon dozens of additional wings and have molded them around my body perfectly
With a flap, one miniature pair of wings on my face opens up, allowing me to see out.
With a snap of my fingers a hand mirror appears in my grasp.
My wing armor looks like a medieval suit of full-plate armor, just white and feathery.
I assume this improves my defense and durability, but I don't exactly have time to check.
I shift back into my original form.
"Alright, this appears to be the last one."
My vision swims as I move onto the last branch.
I can see... everything.
""""What the fuck?""""
"You... have four faces now?" Yamato frowns. "It's sort of creepy."
Ex-fucking-cuse me?!
I rapidly transform back into my natural state, my confusing sightline disappearing entirely and returning to something I'm used to.
Wait a second.
Four faces.
Four devil fruits.
I have three remaining 'devil fruit slots' in my devil fruit.
Face one ate the Seraph fruit.
And all three other faces have eaten nothing.
It... can't be this simple, can it?
More heads, more devil fruits?
In that case... the Hydra fruit would be the one to rule them all.
Or would that be an issue as each additional head is a 'copy' of the first, which had eaten the Hydra fruit.
Wait... doesn't that one guy in Wano have the 'Yamata no Orochi' fruit?
If Devil Fruits can take the forms of specific creatures, wouldn't fruits like 'Hito-Hito No Mi Model: Michael or Gabriel' exist instead of the mere 'Seraph Fruit'?
Or is it merely 'unique' monsters. There are numerous dragons, thus it's the 'dragon fruit' and not something like 'Ddraig Fruit'. But, Orochi isn't exactly the average dragon. It's called a 'Dragon' or a 'Serpent' but, it's 'true' race doesn't really fall into those categories. It's one of a kind. Fitting into no real classification beyond 'Reptile'.
Is it the 'Orochi fruit' instead of 'Eight Headed Dragon Serpent Fruit' because there was only one Orochi?
Wait another second. Kaido's fruit is the Azure Dragon. That implies that the other Chinese symbols, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, Red Phoenix, and the Yellow Dragon also have devil fruits.
This is... far too much to process right now.
I'll think about this later.
But first, time to see about filling out my other devil fruit slots.
Once I get Logia immunity... I'll feel comfortable with leaving the shop again.
Then I can go pester DXD characters!
That totally won't backfire!
Well Well, it seems like Argo has it all figured out! Plus Silica is... being pretty lewd. Then we've got a new freeloader in the shop.
I wonder how long it'll take for Argo to turn her into a Horo-Horo-Whore.
That joke was bad.
I feel bad.
Guest Reviews:
Guest 001: By 'Heavy Hitter' you mean 'Could solo literally the entire rest of the crew in a fight at the same time', right?
Reader 451: We might get to see it shortly.
Guest 002: I'm not really into Harry Potter (In fact, I have a vague hatred of it like I do for naruto for taking up a shit ton of space in the 'all crossovers' section of basically any movie) so it's probably unlikely. Also, Goku is too strong currently.
HeHeTacoshack: One piece is taking priority because it has a lot of useful techniques and abilities to learn, plus a lot of goodies to nab.
Anyways, I'll see you all whenever!