One Piece: Curse of Immortality

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Mary Geoise.

"Figarland Garling Saint is already on his way back."

"Are we really going to abandon the operation in the West Blue?"

"This might be the best opportunity to eradicate Arashi's forces and leave him with nothing!"

A deep voice echoed through the vast palace.

"But it would also enrage him, completely tearing apart the agreement and negotiations we just reached."

A sigh followed, and the palace fell into silence. The five elders wore grim expressions. Sending Arashi to Impel Down was already the best possible outcome of their maneuver.

If the agreement were broken, there would be no turning back. At that point, an unavoidable final battle would commence.

"As long as he remains inside Impel Down, we have ample time to restrain this world."

"We can also prepare for the era of chaos that is fast approaching."

"And we can begin deploying weapons and strategies to deal with him in the future."

Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, the elder wielding a sword, spoke in a deep voice.

"This was the purpose of our operation."

Saint Topman Warcury nodded.

No one expected to eliminate Arashi—because they knew that was impossible. That day, even Lord Imu had personally acted in the Holy Land and failed to accomplish that.

This meant that with his overwhelming strength and undying body, Arashi had already reached the level where he could contend with them.

"Wars are never fought with brute force alone."

"We may not be able to target him directly, but we can still dismantle his power through other means."

Saint Topman Warcury took a deep breath, scanning the others.

"Also, regarding Vegapunk's whereabouts, I doubt we'll get anything out of Arashi."

"Even if we infiltrate the Marines in the West Blue, it will be difficult to get close to that scientist."

"Find other brilliant minds around the world."

"If we can develop that ultimate weapon—"

The five elders fell into solemn silence at these words.

After a brief pause, another voice broke the stillness.

"The recent discussions about the Warlord system are getting louder. Perhaps we should pay attention."

"Although this plan was proposed by Arashi, it's undeniably an effective way to suppress the chaos of this era."

"Recruiting infamous pirates and using their strength to combat other pirates—"

"A rather intriguing idea."

"Then let's put this plan into motion as soon as possible."

Their voices faded into silence, and behind the scenes, unseen forces quietly pushed the world toward great change.

Ten days later—

Since Arashi was sent to Impel Down, major news spreading within the Marines has shaken the world.

West Blue, G-1 Floating Base.

Barrett sat in his office, staring at the newspaper with a serious expression, his eyes filled with confusion.

On the front page, bold red letters stood out:

"The Marines Enter Their Strongest Era—Four Admirals Take the Helm!"

Below is an introduction to the newly appointed Admirals. The first name listed was Arashi, Supreme Commander of the West Blue, along with his brief profile and photo.

Yet, strangely enough, in these ten days, Barrett had been unable to contact Arashi.

That wasn't normal.

Even if Arashi had been promoted to Admiral, he wouldn't have cut off communication with the West Blue without a word.

"What the hell is going on?"

A dark cloud loomed over Barrett's gaze.

He slowly stood up and walked to the window overlooking the distant training grounds.

Rosinante, Law, Smoker, X Drake, Hina, Buggy, and others were sparring against the swordsmanship instructor.

These training sessions closely mimicked real combat, accelerating their growth.

This group had the greatest potential among the younger generation of West Blue. Compared to the world's rising elites, their strength was on par.

They were often called the "Monstrous Prodigies" of the West Blue.

"Arashi…"

"A man like you wouldn't just disappear."

Barrett clenched his fists tightly.

He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in his gut.

Thinking back to the formidable and unfamiliar fleet approaching their base ten days ago, he felt dread.

East Blue, Shimotsuki Village.

Eveya looked up at the secluded dojo before her, slowly exhaling.

"The officer mentioned that a girl who looks very similar to me is here."

Her eyes held curiosity as she stepped forward toward the dojo.

Isshin Dojo.

Moments later, in the dojo, under the confused gazes of the young students, Eveya sat cross-legged before Shimotsuki Koushirou.

"It has been a long time since a Marine visited our dojo," Koushirou said gently, gesturing toward the tea set in front of them.

Standing to his side was a young girl, around nine years old, with short hair and a determined yet cold gaze.

Her facial features bore an uncanny resemblance to Eveya's.

Eveya glanced at the girl, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"The officer was right. She really does look like me."

At the same time, both Koushirou and Kuina found themselves astonished.

"She looks just like my mother…"

Kuina's heart wavered.

Naturally, she felt an immediate sense of kinship toward this sword-wielding woman.

"To be honest, I come from the West Blue," Eveya finally spoke, breaking the silence.

"I was sent here under my commanding officer's orders to exchange swordsmanship techniques with you, Master Koushirou."

"The West Blue?"

Koushirou was surprised.

"Who is this officer of yours, to issue such an unusual order?"

"My commanding officer is Arashi, a powerful swordsman himself."

Eveya's tone held both admiration and reverence as she mentioned him.

"The Legendary Vice Admiral, Arashi?!"

Koushirou was visibly shaken.

Of course, he had heard of that name.

He was a man of immense renown in recent years, someone whose steadfast pursuit of justice deeply resonated with him.

Power should never be used for oppression but for protection.

Swordsmanship exists to safeguard those we hold dear.

Following a brief exchange of swordsmanship philosophy, the two stood and prepared for a match.

The students gathered, watching with wide eyes.

"Master Koushirou is going to spar with a female Marine?!"

Excitement buzzed through the dojo.

Kuina, standing nearby, observed silently, her gaze locked on Eveya.

Her thoughts swirled.

"Do girls really lack the ability to become the world's strongest swordsman?"

Her small fists clenched.

Compared to boys, girls were naturally weaker, and that frustrated her more than anything.

The duel began.

Their figures blurred in a flash, moving at speeds that stunned the young students.

"She's so fast!"

Even Koushirou's eyes narrowed.

In the next instant, wooden swords clashed, resonating like thunder.

Their movements were fluid—dashing, leaping, weaving through attacks. Each strike was sharp, precise, and powerful.

"She's incredible!"

"She must be a true master swordswoman!"

The students gasped in awe.

Kuina's eyes gleamed with admiration.

She turned to look at a green-haired boy standing beside her—two years younger than her—who was equally shocked and excited.

A small smile crept onto Kuina's lips.

"Watch closely, Zoro."

"Girls can become the strongest too!"

At that moment—

The two combatants stopped.

In the blink of an eye, they had passed each other.

Crack!

Kuina's wooden sword shattered.

A heartbeat later, Koushirou's sword broke as well.

Staring at the broken weapon in his hand, Koushirou's gaze sharpened.

Then, he turned toward Eveya and bowed deeply.

"As expected, under Vice Admiral Arashi's command, there is no shortage of formidable warriors."

Eveya quickly bowed. "I never thought there would be a master swordsman like you among the common folk. I concede my loss!"

Koshiro adjusted his glasses, then gestured for her to sit down. The two of them sat cross-legged once more.

"From what I observed of your swordsmanship, it seems to have a hint of..." Koshiro hesitated for a moment but continued speaking. "The Wano Country style."

"However, my swordsmanship was taught by the Chief Instructor of Swordsmanship."

"Commander Arashi once mentioned that the Chief Instructor was a samurai from Wano who had wandered outside the country."

Upon hearing this, Koshiro's body trembled slightly, and his expression turned serious. "A samurai?"

"Do you happen to know this samurai's name?"

Eveya did not hide anything. "The Chief Instructor's surname is Kozuki, but as for his given name, I do not know. Perhaps Commander Arashi does."

"Kozuki?!" Koshiro's pupils contracted. For a moment, he fell into silence.

At this time, Eveya spoke again, her tone deliberate.

"Actually, I have another mission for coming here."

"It is to find a disciple for the Commander to train in swordsmanship!"

Koshiro looked up, the reflection in his glasses flashing. "Commander Arashi?"

"That's right!"

"The Commander's swordsmanship is also among the strongest in the world."

"Even the Kozuki Chief Instructor himself greatly praised it," Eveya said.

"The only question is—who will be lucky enough to receive such guidance?" Koshiro smiled.

Eveya scanned the area, and then her gaze landed on Kuina, a smile forming.

"She is an excellent choice!"

"I see in her eyes the light of someone who aspires to be the world's greatest!"

Following her line of sight, Koshiro's gaze fell upon the young girl ahead. He was momentarily stunned, and then his expression grew complex.

"Kuina is indeed a child with great conviction."

"But... she is a girl."

"I actually have someone else in mind—"

Before he could finish, Eveya abruptly interrupted him.

"The Commander has spoken!"

"In this world, there has never been a female swordsman who has become the strongest!"

"He wants a girl!"

Her words were firm and resolute, shaking Koshiro to his core. At the same time, Kuina's eyes shone with an intense brightness.

Three days later, Kuina was set to leave Shimotsuki Village with Eveya.

In the two days before her departure, she engaged in the most intense series of duels of her life against her closest friend—Roronoa Zoro.

And in every single match, she emerged victorious.

At ten o'clock, Kuina boarded the Marine warship docked at the shore.

She noticed a towering and peculiar-looking man sitting on the ship's railing. Behind him, flames burned ceaselessly, and his aura radiated an unapproachable intensity.

"His name is Ashura."

"He is also a formidable swordsman."

Eveya introduced him.

Kuina was stunned, then bent forward slightly in a respectful bow.

Ashura gave a small nod but did not say much. His mission on this journey was simple—accompany and protect.

As the warship prepared to depart, Kuina suddenly turned back, leaning over the ship's stern. She gazed at her father and her fellow students who had come to see her off. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"You must train hard and become stronger, Kuina!"

"I will also train relentlessly! When I set out to sea, I will never lose to you again!"

A green-haired boy shouted at the top of his lungs among the crowd.

"Zoro!"

Seeing his tear-streaked face, Kuina couldn't help but smile.

At that moment, Zoro's nose was running, his eyes full of tears—his sorrow was overwhelming.

"I won't give you that chance!"

"In the future, I will become the first female swordsman to be the world's greatest!!"

Taking a deep breath, Kuina shouted at the top of her lungs.

As her words rang out, tears burst from her eyes.

Behind her, Eveya smiled and gently pulled the young girl into her embrace.

Ashura's gaze, however, sharpened as he observed this nine-year-old girl.

As a swordsman, he was naturally sensitive to the phrase "world's greatest," but he held no such desire.

His reason for training, for honing his sword skills, was only to repay that man—to aid him in claiming the throne at the world's summit.

The warship slowly sailed away from the harbor. Koshiro's eyes flickered with reluctance, but he quickly composed himself.

"Perhaps a better mentor will allow Kuina to grow even more."

"This is her best possible future."

He sighed softly as he spoke.

Of course, he was able to let his daughter leave so willingly only because of the mention of the Kozuki Chief Instructor.

It made him wonder—could this man be connected to that illustrious family of Wano?

At the ship's stern, Kuina's face was streaked with tears as she waved goodbye to her friends and homeland.

As Shimotsuki Village gradually faded from view and finally disappeared, her curiosity about the sea grew stronger.

More than anything, she was eager to meet the mentor that Eveya had spoken so highly of.

"Teacher... what kind of person is he?"

Hearing her question, Eveya smiled.

"When you meet him, you will understand."

"Commander Arashi is a truly remarkable man!"

Kuina was filled with countless questions, but she could only nod. Suddenly, she noticed a slight shift in Eveya's expression.

"I'm fine."

"I just suddenly thought of Commander Arashi, and my heart skipped a beat."

Eveya forced a smile but could not suppress the unease stirring within her.

It was as if... the person she cared about most had encountered some unknown danger.

The New World.

This vast, treacherous, and ever-changing sea was originally the latter half of the Grand Line.

But as the era of the Great Pirates unfolded, powerful figures established their dominions here, and so it became known as the New World.

Doflamingo sat in a lounge chair on the deck, holding a newspaper. He silently stared at it for a long time before finally setting it down.

"Admiral, huh?"

He muttered, his sunglasses flashing ominously.

"The only person in this world I can't fully predict... is you."

He had already grasped control over him—yet he was released? This bizarre turn of events left even Doflamingo momentarily perplexed.

A Marine acting as a spy among pirates? What kind of game was this? Just then, hurried footsteps rang out behind him.

"Doffy!"

"Big news! It's not even fully public yet—huge news!"

Trebol rushed over, looking utterly shaken, clutching a sealed file.

In his urgency, he nearly tripped before reaching Doflamingo.

"Oh?"

Doflamingo raised an eyebrow in curiosity and took the file.

"Hurry and look! This is earth-shattering news!"

Trebol's voice trembled with excitement.

Seeing his reaction, Doflamingo's eyes grew serious. He swiftly pulled a stack of documents from the file and scanned them rapidly.

When his eyes landed on the first photograph, his pupils contracted sharply. For the first time, his ever-calm face revealed a hint of shock and horror.

The image depicted a man with seastone shackles bound around his ankles, his forearms severed, and chains piercing through his back—stepping into Impel Down's entrance.

Though the photo had been taken from afar and was slightly blurry, Doflamingo instantly recognized the man.

The following intelligence revealed an even more staggering revelation.

"The legendary Vice Admiral—promoted to Admiral on his first day—was immediately sent to Impel Down!"

"It is suspected that the Marines have sealed all information to save face."

"Unbelievable! Vice Admiral Arashi, the man who once captured Roger and crushed Golden Lion, has fallen to such a tragic fate!"

"Internal strife within the Marines?"

Doflamingo's sunglasses flickered with reflected light as he read.

A long silence followed.

Then, suddenly, he snapped his fingers, shredding the documents into countless fragments.

Looking down at the undulating sea before him, his previously pleased expression darkened.

"Fufufufufu..."

"The world truly is ever-changing."

"Just when you think you've reached the peak..."

"You come crashing down from the heavens."

"Even a man as strong as Arashi... has been thrown into that hellish prison!"

Doflamingo spoke in a deep, heavy voice, his eyes dark and his expression clouded.

"Doffy!" Trebol's voice trembled. "If this is true, what are you going to do next?"

They knew very well that not long ago, their young master had fallen into that man's hands and was forced to join the Marines. 

But since his return, something had changed—a peculiar shift in him. It was as if their young master had started to admire the Marine known as Arashi.

"Fuffuffuffu." Doflamingo chuckled.

"The truth of any matter is always buried in the hands of the victor."

"Only when time passes and the dust settles will it be revealed to the world."

"And when that moment comes, we will finally know the reality of this situation."

"We'll also know what really happened to that man!"

As he spoke, Doflamingo gazed out at the sea, a smirk curving his lips.

"For now, let's usher in our own era!"

"Let's play the role of pirates to perfection!"

Impel Down—Level 2, Beast Hell.

Darkness. Decay. Dampness. Fear.

These things constantly shrouded the massive prison. The torches along the corridors flickered intermittently, leaving darkness between them.

"ROAR!"

Suddenly, a deafening beastly roar echoed, followed by the violent tremors of the ground—BOOM! BOOM!

Prisoners, who had been gripping the iron bars of their cells, instantly widened their eyes and screamed in terror.

"AHH!! That man… he's still alive?!"

"He was thrown into Beast Hell like the rest of us, but he's still moving freely out there!"

"Who the hell is he?! He's actually daring to fight those jailer beasts head-on?!"

"Those things are absolute monsters! And there are so many of them!"

As the first panicked voice rang out, the fear spread among the prisoners like wildfire. One after another, they retreated to the backs of their cells, pressing against the cold stone walls, their eyes filled with terror as they stared ahead.

BOOM!

Another thunderous impact rang out. Moments later, a massive shadow flew past their cells, whipping up a gust of wind.

A few breaths later—THUD!

"The jailer beast… got sent flying?!"

"That man is still alive?!"

Shouts of disbelief erupted from deeper within the prison.

Then, the next instant, the prisoners heard the rattling of chains.

A towering figure sprinted past their cells, the chains piercing through his back pulled taut from his speed, clanking loudly as they collided against one another.

"It's him!"

"That prisoner… he's a monster, too!!"

Their eyes locked onto the man's bare feet—shackled with seastone cuffs. And yet, despite being bound, he moved with inhuman agility, rushing past each cell like a gust of wind.

Then, ahead of him, a colossal jailer beast flipped back onto its feet, its massive form casting a long shadow.

The man bared his teeth in a savage grin.

"ROAR!!"

The jailer beast's eyes blazed with fury. The massive footprint dented into its head rapidly healed as it raised its claws and brought them crashing down on the man before it.

Chains clanked. The prisoner leaped into the air, his feet violently kicking out.

BOOM!

The beast's colossal paw met the prisoner's feet, creating a gust of wind that swept through the prison.

For three long seconds, the two forces clashed. Then, both man and beast were sent staggering backward.

"Hahahahahaha!!"

"That's the thrill!"

"So… pushing the body to its absolute limits is the best way to break through them!"

Arashi threw his head back and laughed.

He had no idea how long he had been locked away in Impel Down. The only thing he knew for certain was that the battles had never stopped since he was thrown into Level 2.

His body had been at its breaking point countless times, yet after days of relentless combat, it had remained in a constant state of heightened tension and exhilaration.

At any moment, his body could collapse. His life was hanging by a thread, and Arashi reveled in it.

Just as he had said—this was the ultimate training ground.

The jailer beasts—failed Zoan awakenings—were terrifyingly strong. Their recovery abilities were monstrous, making them nearly unkillable.

And there were so many of them.

With constant battles pushing him to the brink, Arashi could feel himself evolving.

Both feet are shackled in season. Multiple chains pierced his body. His arms were severed.

A condition that should have spelled death for any normal man. Yet, for him—this was merely the beginning of something greater.

"If I can train my body in this state, If I can push my stamina, my strength, my reflexes, To match or even surpass what they were before I wore these seastone shackles, Then that will be my true peak!"

Arashi's eyes burned with intensity. He had found a new path to power, and it thrilled him.

Being thrown into Impel Down wasn't the fall from grace everyone thought it was. No—this was the descent of a dragon, preparing for its ultimate rebirth.

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