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ONE PIECE: Tale of Max Fireblood

In a world of One Piece, Max Fireblood, a celestial dragon with ancient giant, fishman, and dwarf bloodlines, possesses a rare gift: a physique capable of consuming up to three Devil Fruits without adverse effects. With this extraordinary ability, Max embarks on a journey with a unique power: a machine that fuses Devil Fruits into mythical beasts. Chill and lustful, Max will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, dispatching enemies with ease along the way. With each new ally and Devil Fruit consumed, Max edges closer to unlocking his true potential and becoming the most powerful being in the world.

Ethan_Storm · Anime und Comics
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9 Chs

Yami Yami No Mi

As Blackbeard stood amidst the aftermath of his treachery, gazing down at the fallen Thatch with a sinister smirk, his words dripped with malice and triumph. "You should have obediently given me the fruit," he taunted, his laughter echoing across the deck. With the coveted Devil Fruit cradled in his hands, he wasted no time in making his escape. Boarding a lifeboat, he vanished into the vast expanse of the sea, leaving behind a wake of chaos and betrayal aboard Whitebeard's ship.

As Blackbeard consumed the Devil Fruit, anticipation hung heavy in the air, but to his dismay, no surge of power coursed through him. Confusion etched across his face as he waited for the darkness to envelop him, but minutes passed, and still, nothing happened. 

Frustration boiled within him as he realized that his newfound abilities were eluding him. Sweat beaded on his brow, his hands trembling with a mixture of anger and anxiety. "Don't tell me I ate a fake one," he muttered through gritted teeth, his voice laced with frustration.

With each passing moment, his agitation grew, gnawing at him like a relentless beast. The realization that he may have been deceived fueled his fury, his mind racing as he grappled with the consequences of his impulsive actions.

On Moby Dick Marco's voice thundered with anger as he confronted Blackbeard, his words dripping with contempt. "Fuck you, Teach! How dare you betray pops and kill Thatch!"

Whitebeard, seated on his throne, struggled to contain his rage.

Ace, his eyes burning with determination, spoke up, his voice firm and

resolute. "Pops, I'm going to catch Teach and bring him to justice for what he did. Teach was in my squadron. It's my responsibility to make him pay."

Crowe, his voice filled with righteous fury, added his resolve to Ace's. "I'm going with Ace. Thatch was my best friend. I won't rest until Teach pays for what he's done."

Marco intervened, his voice a mix of concern and reason. "Stop, Ace. Let's not rush into this recklessly. We need a plan first."

Whitebeard, though seething with anger, acknowledged the determination in Ace's eyes. "Let them go. When Ace decides on something, no one can stop him."

In the midst of their journey, Ace and Crowe found themselves on a small ship, ready to pursue Blackbeard. After a day had passed, Ace voiced his inquiry, "Crowe, where should we start our search?" Crowe responded calmly, "Ace, you should eat something first. You've gone without food for too long." Retrieving provisions from the ship's storage, Crowe offered Ace some meat and wine.

Grateful for the gesture, Ace indulged in the meal. However, as he consumed the wine and meat, a sudden onset of intense pain gripped his head, causing him to collapse. All at once, his powers vanished, and he began to lose consciousness. Crowe, revealing his true intentions, smiled at the sight and swiftly secured sea stone handcuffs around Ace's wrists.

With Ace incapacitated, Crowe steered the boat towards Mary Geoise, his treacherous deed concealed beneath the guise of camaraderie and betrayal.

A day later, within the confines of the Fireblood family castle in Mary Geoise, Who's Who delivered Ace, still unconscious, to Max's presence. Observing the situation, Max commanded, "Administer the antidote. I don't want him dead." Who's Who promptly produced the antidote and placed it in Ace's mouth.

As the antidote took effect, Ace slowly regained consciousness, his gaze shifting to the scene unfolding before him. Confused and disoriented, he addressed Crowe, demanding an explanation, "Crowe, what's the meaning of this?"

Crowe laughed and said, "Fool, I am Who's Who, not Crowe. I've been an undercover agent for over four years." Ace, taken aback, exclaimed, "What? So you've been lurking around all this time?" 

Then, Who's Who took out the Yami Yami no Mi and handed it to Max. Max acknowledged Who's Who actions, saying, "Well done, Who's Who. I am proud of you." Who's Who responded, "It was my pleasure, Master." 

Max then turned his attention to Ace and remarked, "Hmmm, Gol D. Ace, the son of Pirate King Gol D. Roger and the adopted grandson of Marine hero Monkey D. Garp." Ace retorted, "My father is Whitebeard!" 

Before Ace could say more, Who's Who kicked him in the liver and admonished, "Shut up, bastard. Don't interfere when Master is talking." 

Max then instructed Who's Who, "Go and speak with Lucci. He will brief you on what has transpired in these past four years." Who's Who bowed and left the hall.

Max hoisted Ace up by his hair and forcefully dragged him to the residence of the Five Elders' hall. Upon entering the office, Warcury questioned, "What's up, Max? Are you coming here in the middle of the night to see us?"

Max tossed Ace at the feet of the Five Elders and declared, "Here is a gift for you." Warcury, skeptical, responded, "Did the 2nd squadron leader of the Whitebeard Pirates really allow you to come here personally in the middle of the night?" Max affirmed, "Yes."

Then, he continued, "Portgas D. Ace, or should I say Gold Ace, the son of Pirate King Roger and the adopted grandson of Marine hero Garp." The revelation shocked all the Five Elders. Saturnus remarked, "No wonder we were unable to find Roger's son."

Mars praised Max, "Well done, Max, but are you sure he is Roger's son?" Max confidently asserted, "I swear it upon the name of my Fireblood lineage."

Hepred acknowledged, "Well done, Max, leave the rest to us." Nusjuro inquired about Max's reward, "So, for this, what kind of reward do you want, Max?" Max pondered, "Hmm, how does a mythical beast sound?"

Nusjuro regretfully replied, "Sorry, Max, but we have no mythical beast fruit in the treasury." However, Nusjuro informed Max about the available Paramecia and Ancient Beast fruits. Shepherd chimed in, "Yes, you can take them. It's better if we give them to you instead of those trashes who keep coming and asking for Devil Fruits for their slaves."

Max accepted the offer, "Well, that is also fine." He then exited the hall and proceeded to the treasury. Guarded by a God's Knight, Max gained access to the treasury and selected the Devil Fruits of his interest.

In the castle, Max summoned his machine and began the process of combining devil fruits. He placed the Ancient Beast Kraken Fruit, Yami Yami no Mi, and the Axolotl Fruit into the machine, merging them to create a new devil fruit. The result was the Mythical Beast Fruit, Model: Abyssal Kraxolotl. With the evil devil fruit now in his hand, Max wasted no time and consumed it.

**Mythical Beast Fruit, Model: Abyssal Kraxolotl**

1. **Dark Abyss Manipulation**: The user commands the depths of a boundless abyss, able to summon forth torrents of suffocating darkness that swallow all light and hope. Within this abyssal void, gravity itself warps and crushes anything unfortunate enough to be ensnared.

2. **Unholy Regeneration**: Drawing from the depths of despair, the user possesses an infernal regenerative prowess that defies natural order. Even the most grievous wounds knit together within moments, their form emerging from the shadows with renewed malice and ferocity.

3. **Writhing Tentacles of Despair**: The user's tentacles writhe with malevolence, exuding an aura of dread that ensnares and drags victims into the abyssal depths. Within this abyssal embrace, souls are consumed by darkness, their essence corrupted beyond recognition.

4. **Corrupting Darkness Infusion**: The darkness emitted by the user corrupts all it touches, twisting the very fabric of reality into grotesque abominations. Those ensnared by the user's tentacles are tainted by the abyss, their minds and bodies warped into obedient servants of darkness.

5. **Soul Devouring Abyss**: Rifts to the abyss are opened, devouring not just matter but also the very souls of their enemies. These lost souls fuel the user's power, enhancing their abilities and granting them dominion over life and death.

6. **Eclipse of Oblivion**: With a gesture, the user can cast an Eclipse of Oblivion, shrouding the world in eternal darkness. Within this abyssal eclipse, time stands still, and all who enter are condemned to an eternity of despair, their existence erased from memory.

7. **Avatar of the Abyss**: The user can manifest an avatar of pure darkness, a towering monstrosity adorned with writhing tentacles that strike fear into the hearts of all who behold it. This avatar serves as the ultimate weapon of destruction, laying waste to anything foolish enough to oppose its dark reign.

8. **Ruler of the Abyss**: As the sovereign of darkness, the user commands unrivaled authority over despair and destruction. Feared as the harbinger of apocalypse, their name strikes terror into the hearts of mortals, ensuring unquestioning obedience from those who dare to defy them.

Max reveled in the surge of dark power coursing through his veins as he consumed the devil fruit. A sinister smile crept across his face, a reflection of the newfound mastery over the abyssal darkness. With each passing moment, he felt the ancient malevolence of the abyss intertwining with his very essence, granting him untold power and dominion over despair.

With a commanding presence, he summoned Kalifa, Violet, Luna, and Rebecca into his chambers. As they entered, Max greeted each of them with a kiss, igniting the air with an electric tension.

With a subtle gesture, Max unleashed his dark tendrils, wrapping them around the room in an intricate dance. The girls, enraptured by his power, succumbed willingly to his advances.

In the privacy of his chamber, the atmosphere crackled with desire as clothing fell away like petals from a flower. Max's tentacles, sinuous and sinfully seductive, caressed the curves of their bodies, evoking shivers of pleasure.

With each touch, the girls moaned in ecstasy, lost in the intoxicating sensations. Max, driven by primal urges, devoured them whole, his tentacles weaving a symphony of passion and desire.

The room became a canvas for their collective exploration of pleasure, each moment building upon the last in a crescendo of sensation. Amidst the fervor, Max and his companions delved deeper into the abyss of desire, their ecstasy echoing through the night.