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John stood atop a high mountain, feeling the cool breeze on his face. He had come a long way since he first started learning martial arts. He had mastered the techniques of renewal taekwondo and full-contact karate, but he knew he could not match the original users. So he decided to create his martial art, one that would incorporate the best of both worlds.

He stood there, eyes closed, feeling the flow of energy around him. He began to move, his body flowing like water, his movements precise and fluid. He combined the powerful kicks of renewal taekwondo with the devastating strikes of full-contact karate. He added touches, and movements that felt natural to him, and his unique style emerged.

He named it "Renewal Karate," a martial art that combined the best of both worlds, with his flair.

As he continued to train and refine his style, he realized that it was more than just a physical discipline. It was a way of life, a way of thinking. He had learned that martial arts were not just about fighting, but about mastering oneself.

John stood in the middle of a clearing, surrounded by trees and shrubs. He took a deep breath and began to move, his body flowing through a series of kicks and punches.

As he moved, the ground beneath him shook and the trees around him bent and swayed. Leaves and branches flew through the air as his kicks and punches struck with incredible force.

John's new martial arts style was a combination of the techniques he had learned from renewal taekwondo and full-contact karate, but he had also added his unique twists and movements to create something entirely new.

With each move, John felt more confident in his abilities. His punches and kicks were more powerful than ever before, and he moved with a fluidity that he had never achieved before.

As he reached the end of his series of moves, John let out a triumphant yell. He looked around at the destruction he had caused and couldn't help but grin.

It was then that he heard a voice behind him.

"What in the world are you doing?"

John turned to see Garp standing there, his arms crossed and a look of confusion on his face.

"Testing out my new martial arts style," John said proudly.

Garp shook his head. "You've destroyed a part of the forest. I hope you know how to clean this up."

John chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I'll take care of it. Sorry about that."

Garp just sighed and walked away, muttering something about young people and their reckless behavior.

John looked around at the mess he had made and shrugged. He was just happy to have found a martial arts style that worked for him. And besides, he could always use the wood to build something useful.

Garp's POV

As Garp watched John practicing his martial arts, he couldn't help but be in awe of the young man's skill and power. It was as if he was watching a monster in action, someone who could take on entire armies with ease.

Garp had seen many fighters in his long career as a marine, but none of them had ever made him feel the way John did. There was something about the way he moved, the way he attacked and defended, that was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

The old marine had trained many great fighters in his time, including the likes of Sengoku and Tsuru, but he couldn't help feeling that John was on a completely different level. It was almost as if he had been born to fight, to destroy anything and everything that stood in his way.

As he continued to watch John's practice, Garp couldn't help but wonder what kind of man he would become. Would he follow in his grandfather's footsteps and become a marine or his father's? Or would he become something else entirely, a force of nature that could not be tamed or controlled?

One thing was for sure, Garp knew that John had the potential to become the greatest fighter the world had ever seen. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing remained to be seen, but one thing was certain - the world would never be the same once John had finished with it.

As Garp watched, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in the young man. He knew that he had played a small part in shaping John's destiny, and that was something that he would always treasure. But at the same time, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had unleashed a monster upon the world, a creature that would destroy everything in its path.

In the end, Garp knew that it was too late to turn back the clock. John was already on his way to becoming a legend, a force of nature that could not be stopped or contained. All the old marine could do now was sit back and watch, and hope that John would use his power for good instead of evil.

Garp looked at John sternly as he made the offer no more like gave an order. "You're coming with me to Marineford. You'll train there and become a marine," he said firmly.

John hesitated for a moment, not wanting to become a marine, but Garp's look of disapproval was enough to make him reconsider. Garp had always been a strict and tough figure in his life, and he knew that there would be consequences if he disobeyed.

"Y-yes sir," John replied, his voice shaking slightly.

Garp nodded, satisfied with John's response. He then gave John a stern warning, "If you ever try to run away or betray the Marines, I won't hesitate to come after you. And trust me, you won't like it."

John nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Garp was not someone to be taken lightly, and he knew that he had to follow through with his promise to become a marine.

Garp" By the brat I Brought my grandson here he will stay with Rouge from now on his name is Monkey D. Luffy."

John thought to himself "Oh! so you have finally brought him, huh I waited a long time for his arrival."

John" Nice! I can't wait to see him. Let's race back to the house crappy old man."

Garp" Huh! crappy old man? just you wait I will make you taste these fists of mine."

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John couldn't help but smile at the sight of the excited 3-year-old Ace waiting outside the house. As he approached, Ace ran up to him, his face beaming with excitement.

"John! John!" Ace exclaimed, jumping up and down. "You're finally back!"

John chuckled and ruffled Ace's hair. "Yes, I am. And it looks like you're happy to see me."

Ace nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! Grandpa Garp told me that you were coming back with him, and I couldn't wait to see you!"

John smiled and patted Ace's head. "Well, I'm glad to be back. But what's going on inside?" John acted like he didn't know what was going on.

Ace's face lit up even more. "Oh, you're gonna love it! There's a new baby in the house!"

John's eyes widened in surprise. "A new baby? Really?"

Ace nodded eagerly. "Yeah! Grandpa Garp brought him here. He's so cute!"

John couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. He knew that with Garp around, things could get a little crazy. But he was curious to see the new arrival, so he followed Ace into the house.

He could see Rouge preparing lunch for them and Greeted her and went toward the Guest room.

As soon as he stepped inside, John saw the baby Luffy lying in a crib in the corner of the room. He was fast asleep, his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath.

John felt a sudden surge of protectiveness for the little baby. He had never been around babies before, but seeing Luffy so vulnerable and innocent made him want to keep him safe from harm.

He knelt down beside the crib and looked at Luffy's peaceful face. He couldn't help but smile at the little guy.

"He's so tiny," John said softly. "And he looks so peaceful."

Ace nodded, still grinning from ear to ear. "Yeah, he's really small. But Grandpa Garp said he's gonna be a big shot someday!"

John raised an eyebrow. "Really? How does he know that?"

Ace shrugged. "I don't know. But Grandpa Garp said that."

John couldn't help but chuckle at Ace's enthusiasm. "Well, we'll see about that. But for now, we should let him sleep."

Ace nodded and started to walk out of the room. "Okay. But let's play later, John!"

John smiled and ruffled Ace's hair. "Sure thing, buddy. We'll play later."

As he walked out of the room, John couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility for the new addition to the family. He knew that with Garp around, things were sure to be interesting. But he was ready for whatever came his way, as long as he could protect his family.