Solo Pirating Chapter 50, an one piece fanfic

Chapter 50

6th of April
Impel Down

"I can feel you…", Shiryu of the Rain, standing as still as a predatory statue, smirked. Moria heard one of the other prisoner cackle, while all the other one opened their eyes.

Fuck. He had to move quickly. It was risky, but if he could do it, the reward would be a jackpot.

Fortunately, he had the necessary equipment for this audacious stunt, thanks to Caesar's ingenuity and Bege's resources. He glanced at his attire – a specially designed suit with propulsors, tested for high pressure, enabling him to survive underwater with approximately ten minutes of oxygen autonomy. Even in his smaller two-meter form, he still required oxygen at the rate of his original seven-meter frame. Form-changing just made him denser. He had the EMP device to disrupt the Den Den Mushi surveillance.

And finally, he looked at his silver ring – a masterpiece. Thanks to Caesar's brilliance, they had managed to clone Bege's Devil Fruit, the Shiro Shiro no Mi, and imbue the ring with its powers. Objects could indeed consume Devil Fruits, and this ring was the key to his plan.

[Spatial Ring]

Fruit : Shiro-Shiro no Mi (Artificial)
Bound user : Gecko Moria
Space : 1,000 cubic meters - 998/1,000

Moria took a deep breath and activated the EMP device. It would give him an additional thirty seconds of freedom from the watchful eyes of the Den Den Mushi surveillance. Every second was crucial. He began the countdown in his head, marking the start of his ten-minute window.

With a swift motion, he activated the ring. Instantly, sea water surged from it in torrents, flooding the vast room and the cells within mere seconds. The sudden deluge elicited a cacophony of screams from the prisoners. Those who had consumed Devil Fruits collapsed into unconsciousness, their bodies limp and lifeless against the encroaching water. The others, though weakened and battered by years of imprisonment, could retain their breathes for a long time…or so they thought.

The sea water was tainted with a corrosive poison, designed to penetrate flesh and bone. Only Moria's specially designed suit protected him from its agonizing touch. The air filled with the shrieks of agony as the poison took hold. For good measure, Moria activated a small device on his waist, also conceived by Caesar, truly one of his best minions, sending a powerful electric shock through the water. The convulsions and cries of the prisoners intensified, but Moria contained his cackling glee as he felt the Shadows ready to be harvested.

You made a major change in the course of History
Natural Increase of Fate : S → SS

He extended his arms, fingers splayed wide, and began absorbing the Shadows. Dark tendrils of energy flowed towards him, drawn from the thrashing bodies of Ace, Shiki, Avalo, and the others. Power surged through him, a heady, intoxicating force that made him feel invincible. As soon as his Dourikis had been maxed, he directed the power to his own Shadow Soldiers - in particular the Named Ones.

You absorbed a SSS-ranked Fate
Reward : Cursed Random Box [S-tier]

Speaking of which…He swam to the still form of Shiryu, who floated lifelessly in the poisonous brine. One slot remained for a named Shadow. "Arise," he commanded, and the Shadow of Shiryu emerged, swirling into his grasp to serve him in undeath.

[Shiryu]

Class : Named Shadow
Job : Swordsman
Dourikis : 9 056
Potential : SS

Merge Shadows to Enhance

Moria cackled, feeling the last vestiges of life drain from the prisoners.

You absorbed ten SS-ranked Fate
Reward : Cursed Random Box [S-tier]

Seven minutes left. The distant wail of an alarm reached his ears. The Den Den Mushi must have detected something amiss, though the torches had been extinguished by the water, plunging the level into darkness.

No problem. Moria pressed a button on his watch, setting off a series of explosive charges he had strategically placed on the previous floors. The blasts echoed through the labyrinthine prison, and soon, sea water gushed through every level of Impel Down. The immense pressure ensured the water filled the spaces rapidly, submerging everything in its path.

Moria watched, a triumphant smile curling his lips, as chaos and destruction enveloped the prison. His plan had succeeded beyond his wildest expectations. The power he had seized was overwhelming. Fuck you, World Government. But he was not finished yet.

He swirled back to the previous levels. He moved like a wraith, silent and unseen, slipping through the darkened, waterlogged corridors of Impel Down. His first stop was the Level 5.5, now submerged and eerily silent, save for the muffled sounds of rushing water. The once hidden paradise was now a drowned tomb. The bodies of revolutionaries and misfits floated lifelessly, but a few Newkamas, those without Devil Fruits, still struggled against the tide. They tried to fight him. Moria dodged their attacks with his propulsor. He had no time to waste on weaklings. He absorbed Ivankov's Shadow. The Shadows of the remaining Newkamas followed, each one adding to his growing collection.

Ascending to the fifth level, Moria felt the cold even through the water. The icy waters of death had claimed the weakened prisoners here, their bodies drifting in the dark, frigid expanse. Moria moved swiftly, absorbing the Shadows of the strongest inmates. The EMP ensured the Den Den Mushi remained blind to his presence, shrouding his actions in an impenetrable fog of static.

On the fourth level, the Blazing Hell had been extinguished by the deluge. The prisoners, now free from their constant torment, floated lifelessly in the water. Moria absorbed their Shadows with grim satisfaction, feeling the fire of their rage and agony fuel his own dark ambitions. He sought the four awakened Zoans. Even in death, their forms were monstrous. He absorbed their Shadows one by one, feeling their primal strength and feral instincts infuse his being. Strange. Why did he feel the primality ? The anger ? Was that because they were awakened Zoans ? Finally, Moria he toyed with the idea of taking the Shadow of the Warden, Magellan. But…did he have the time ? He could hear the distant sounds of the alarm, growing louder and more urgent. Reluctantly, he abandoned the thought, cackling softly to himself as he teleported back to Thriller Bark.

6th of April, 1522
Thriller Bark

Isabella was waiting for him, her eyes alight with curiosity and concern. "How did it go?" she asked, her voice steady.

Moria's laughter echoed through the chamber, a deep, resonant sound.

"Kishishi!"

He returned to his towering seven-meter form, the suit tearing apart with a satisfying rip. His massive hands reached out, and before Isabella could react, he swept her into his arms, twirling her around with a joy that was almost boyish.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I take it it went very well."

[Gecko Moria]

Class: Duke of Twilight
Job: Warlord of the Seas
Fruit: Kage Kage no Mi

Dourikis: 16,000/16,000
Potential: SS
Fate: SS

Physique : 5,301
Will : 4,291
Soul : 6,408

"Better than I could have imagined!" Moria beamed, his grin wide and feral. The power he had absorbed coursed through him, a heady, intoxicating force that made him feel invincible. He set Isabella down gently, his eyes gleaming with unrestrained triumph. He summoned his six named shadows.

[Ryuma]
Class: Named Shadow
Job : Samurai
Dourikis: 6 565
Rank : SS