Sabaody Archipelago
Stepping off the makeshift platform, Magnus took a deep breath, the air thick with the mingled scents of exotic fruit and sea salt.
It was a far cry from the stale, fetid air of Impel Down.
He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the vibrant scene.
Lush greenery stretched overhead, forming a magnificent canopy that filtered the sunlight into dappled patterns. Bubbles of all sizes bobbed through the air, some carrying laughing children, others serving as makeshift shops or even personal living quarters.
His eyes landed on a couple arguing playfully, their voices punctuated by bursts of laughter. Nearby, a group of children chased each other, their joyous squeals echoing through the air.
A single tear escaped his eye, tracing a warm path down his cheek.
Years of imprisonment had hardened him, chipped away at his very soul, turning him into a weapon rather than a man. But here, amidst the sights and sounds of ordinary life, a forgotten part of him stirred, a spark of humanity reignited.
"!!"
Sadi, ever watchful, noticed the tear and her crimson lips tightened in surprise.
Her master, the man who had defied Magellan himself, the man who had carried himself with a stoicism bordering on coldness, was reduced to tears by the sight of… normality!?
She didn't understand.
Years spent guarding the prison had taught her cruelty, not empathy. But seeing Magnus, his face etched with a raw vulnerability, stirred something within her, a nascent understanding perhaps.
"It's so good to be finally free!"
Magnus exclaimed, spreading his arms wide as if to embrace the entire scene. He greedily gulped down the air, the sweetness of freedom filling him with a heady intoxication.
"This time," he declared, his voice thick with newfound resolve, "I will rather die than be imprisoned again!"
A fierce light ignited in his eyes, and Sadi saw not just any man, but the force of nature who has tamed her.
A thrill shot through her.
He was the perfect man, the man worthy to be her master.
"Sir," Sadi inquired, her own voice surprisingly gentle, "Where do you wish to go?"
She wasn't entirely sure why they were on Sabaody.
Perhaps he sought a ship to sail them to the New World, the lawless paradise so many pirates lusted after. But a nagging doubt gnawed at her. They had no ship, no crew, and venturing into the New World without any resources was akin to suicide.
Just as she contemplated the absurdity of that notion, Magnus surprised her again. A genuine, unguarded smile split his face, transforming his features from stoic to youthful.
"First," he said, his voice brimming with a joy she had never heard before, "Let's just enjoy."
Sadi blinked, momentarily speechless.
Enjoy?
A chill ran down her spine and her heart raced.
The word had been synonymous with the twisted pleasures their master-slave relationship had entailed.
Fucking her mouth, her virgin ass, her tight cunt... and even exhibitionism!
So, what exactly did "enjoy" entail in the grand scheme of her master's desires?
Painful dominance?!
Or public displays of their bond?!
But he surprised her with the meaning.
His gaze swept across the bustling marketplace, landing on a bright, colorful sign that flickered with holographic images.
"That amusement park," he said, a hint of excitement into his voice, "Let's start there."
Sadi's world shifted on its axis.
An amusement park?!
In all her years, both as the sadist guard and now as Magnus' devoted slut, she had never known the concept of leisure for pleasure.
It was a foreign land, a territory completely uncharted.
Yet, as she looked into Magnus' eyes, filled with a genuine desire for carefree fun, she felt a spark ignite within her own chest.
Perhaps, just perhaps, there was more to life than pain and punishment...
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The amusement park on Grove 31 was surprisingly deserted. Most of Sabaody's denizens were glued to Transponder Snails, watching the epic battle of Marineford unfold.
But for Magnus and Sadi, the solitude only heightened the fun.
They rode a rickety wooden roller coaster, screams ripping through the air as they plunged down stomach-churning drops. Sadi, initially hesitant, found herself laughing freely, her initial hesitation replaced by a childish exhilaration.
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Meanwhile, on Grove 70, a world away from their revelry, a different kind of drama unfolded.
Saint Charlos kicked his slaves with a fury borne of boredom and frustration.
Weeks had passed since he took the humiliating punch from Monkey D. Luffy, and the sting of it still lingered.
The incompetent Marines, led by the supposedly invincible Kizaru, had failed to capture the pirate! His frustration only intensified as he watched the war unfold on his visual transponder snail.
Despite the news of Ace's execution, the image of Luffy's unconscious form being carted away by his allies fueled anew his desire for revenge
Some distance away, Saint Rosward, Charlos' father, bellowed into his own Transponder Snail, issuing empty commands to a group of weary Marines. Their promises of swift action did little to soothe his agitated son or him or his daughter...
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