Full Potential

The day after our leave from Water Seven, I realized how I was using my devil fruit was subpar at best. I needed to refine my control of cells, connecting a raft to the end of the ship I meditated.

The ocean had the highest density of life, in phytoplankton, zooplankton, and other microscopic creatures. It was an unlimited supply of test subjects to see the extent of my control. The water started to swirl as I controlled millions of life forms to create a square.

Frowning, I dismissed the shape unpleased with the results. Every creature was somewhat resistant to my control. It seemed that there was some inbuilt feature of cells to resists a foreign influence from controlling the body.

Bane even 'volunteered' to resist my influence, and it was surprisingly easy, and if the person used Haki, it completely nullified the effects. And even if I could dominate someone's body, it would never be efficient in combat. The time it took to gain control of someone's body was over a minute, and the range of my control was only a few meters.

I collapsed onto my back, more frustrated than I had ever been before. Sighing, I let my mind wander and laughed about how I sounded like a mad scientist trying to control human bodies.

Sitting up, I grabbed onto a passing thought, plenty of other parasites could control insects, so how did they do it.

"They infect, taking over from the inside out." Holding out my palm, I forced a drop of blood to seep from my skin. Letting the blood dripping into the water, I watch it diffuse. Holding my breath for the moment of truth, I scattered my blood cells targeting any other life form nearby.

However, before they could reach a living organism, the water's salinity killed my cells and my hope. Still, I was determined to see this succeed. Running back to my room, I grabbed my medical and Biology books before running to the lab.

Clearing out an area on the countertop, I started to flip through pages before stopping on the chapter on viruses and parasites.

After refreshing myself on the subject, my brow furrowed on how I was going to proceed. The reason why my blood did work was because of the imbalance of materials across the cell wall.

This was the reason why viruses could survive outside a host. They weren't living. Most only had a head body and tail capable of latching onto a cell and injecting foreign DNA and RNA into the host nuclei.

Though it was good to have on paper, I still needed a 'living' sample. Luckily I was on a ship full of people who weren't particularly concerned about hygiene. After making the announcement, there was a ship-wide check-up. I had plenty of samples.

Even though I may not have had the purest motives, I was glad I did it. I had to quarantine more than a few people who I flagged. Returning to the lab, I put each sample under the microscope.

And the textbook was right a nonporous head that contained DNA, a body made of simple amino acids, and a tail for movement. Now it was time to replicate it. Getting a sample of my blood, I extracted my DNA and made a solution of all the required proteins and lipids.

Slowly oh so slowly, I made the perfect capsule for my disease. Testing it out, I grabbed one of the baitfish and injected it with the solution. In a matter of seconds, the virus spread like crazy, the fish's cells lysing hundreds of times a minute.

The virality of what I created was off the charts. Giving the virus a few minutes, I tried to dominate the fish and found it easier than controlling my own body. Right now, all the fish could do was watch a passenger in its own body.

The problem now was I had no way to remove the cells, putting the fish out of its misery. Thane went back to fix the problem, adding a trigger that would induce apoptosis or cell death with a simple command.

Testing the virus again lowered the infection rate, but it was still only a few minutes. All I had to do was infect my opponent and hold them off for a few minutes. But there was another problem, how would I infect my opponent?

I could make it air-born, but there were too many variables that I would have to consider in battle. That only left injection as a plausible option, cleaning up for the day I walked into my room when my eyes landed on Sanguinem.

Grabbing the sword, I started to change it. The spirit inside the blade shivered seemingly in pleasure as it finished. The outside appearance hadn't changed, but inside, the Sanguinem was almost living.

Thousands of viruses' covered the blade's edge. One single cut would infect a person with thousands of carriers. They would be in a dormant state until they tasted blood, where they would spread like wildfire.

The success I had today could not be understated. This opened whole new horizons. In One Piece, there was only one poison master who was Queen of the Beast Pirates. I wondered how his mummy and ice oni poisons worked.

Maybe we could meet one day and exchange notes. Laughing at the thought of that, I went to bed, my mind still racing with ideas.

-Mary Geoise-

Shalria screamed at the top of her lungs, throwing everything off her desk, " How is that bastard is still alive. You mean to tell me he defeated three CP9 agents on his own. The only reason why he got that seven billion bounty was that I wanted him dead."

The servent by the door was visibly shaking, "It seems as if Soren has increased in strength beyond our expectations. Our predictions say he might be able to challenge an emperor and hold his ground."

Shalria cut the servant off by slamming her fist on the desk, "Is there anything else I need to know." The servant gulped, "Y-yes, we have discovered his full name."

Shlaira's eyes snapped to the servants, "You don't mean to tell me..." The servant nodded, "Yes, Soren's full name is Soren D. Arvil."