Enter Amon

Amon looked at his back, now the black wings were gone. His mother cut off him to survive in this world. He didn't know where he and his mother came from other than the Red Line.

They were running from someone. But his mother didn't tell him who it was. Maybe because of the fear, she was silent.

At age 10, his mother died on the sea in a tiny boat. He didn't dare to abandon his mother so he was drifting with a corpse. A storm hit them.

Maybe because it was fate. He arrived at this island. The islander was kind but he never had the warmth from his mother. He missed her.

Her final words echoed through Amon's head. The last words always hit hurt.

" Live Amon live. "

He hated those words for a long time but those words were also his strength. He lived alone in this harsh world.

He chose to become a bounty hunter. He didn't bother to train since his natural ability was superior. But her voice always echoed through the night.

The sleepless night. No matter how much he tried to forget. Live. He lived through this. So why the words echoed?

Someone who killed his mother. He linked it with his reason.

That is because of those that he can't sleep. He couldn't forget himself. He could only help her a bit she might live. He saw the wound on her back, she hid from him through a smile.

The suppressed memory was colliding with his mother's words. Who would win the battle? He asked himself.

Through the night, he would choose but her voice was taunting him. So he hated it.

" Fuck. " Amon cursed.

Jon laughed. He swung his dagger. Forcing Amon to back.

"What's wrong? Is something bothering you? " Jon smiled. He pressed the dagger into Amon's chest. But the lunarinas skin was tough.

No damage.

Jon dodged the flaming kick using his footwork.

" Just turn off the flame man. It was pathetic. Why are you so weak? " Jon said.

Anger formed inside Amon. How dare he called him weak.

The Flame on his back burned even hotter responding to his emotion. But it was short as he was kicked by Jon in the face.

" Do you think I only use a sword? " Jon giggled.

Amon grabbed his head, the kick didn't make any damage but the force made him dizzy a bit. The Flame went off for a second but before Jon could take advantage, it lit up again.

Jon snorted. " What a difficult opponent. "

Amon tried to punch but just like always he didn't land any hits. They fought for hours.

Amon gathered all the Flame from his back to his fist. This was his last chance. He going to spread the fire.

Jon caught this but he played along. But the dagger was precious to him so he unsheathed it. Jon was a little tired.

His attack did not affect Amon. H can tell the Flame is going to be turned off within a few seconds. Amon launched the punch.

The flame from his hands extended. It reached widespread. Jon didn't have any place to go other than the air.

So he jumped high.

Amon dropped down, supporting his body with his arms. Jon saw the Flame die.

He dropped to the ground but with the help of his hands, he swiftly make use of his legs. He kicked hard in the face of Amon.

Two teeth were knocked out from the socket. Amon lost consciousness.

" Damn, I never thought recruiting my first mate would be this much pain in the ass. " Jon scratched his head. Ruffing his hair.

Jon grabbed Amon's hair and dragged him into the house. The fire was burning so he once again came out and threw a water bucket.

After fifteen minutes, all were done. Jon entered the house. The inside was neat. ' He must be a clean freak. '

Jon threw water at Amon's face. " Wake up. I know your kind has better physical strength than ours. "

Amon coughed water that was forcefully entering his mouth. Jon smiled at that and he sat on the chair.

Crossing his legs, he looked at the horrible Amon. " Come on, join my crew. Don't you want to know more about this world? "

Amon was silent. His face was swollen due to the kick. " I want to find a person. " Amon finally spoke.

" A person? Do you know his name? " Jon asked.

He shook his head. "No. But I think I will know when I see his face. "

Jon rubbed his nose. " Grand line, right? "

Amon nodded. Must be some hunter. Jon thought.

" My goal is to become the greatest pirate. Think about this if we became the greatest everyone will know our name. And we will have a better connection. " Jon said. " We will travel the Grand Line. There you can even find the pirate you are looking for. Come on that is a win-win. "

Jon shook Amon's shoulder. " Come. "

Did he have the ability to survive in the Grand Line? Those were Amon's thoughts. It was not that he didn't trust Jon.

The problem was his lack of.

" Why are you scared? " Jon interrupted Amon's inner monologue.

" Scared? I am not scared. " Amon declared.

" Huh. Maybe I am wrong. But I sense something in your sloppy attacks. What was that called? Ah. Coward. You are afraid of something. " Jon said. " Tell me why are you so weak and cowardly? I heard other praise for you. Calling him the Demon God. "

" What a joke. "

Amon grabbed Jon's shirt and yanked. " I am not afraid of anything. I am not a coward. "

" Then why are you hesitant? " Jon overpowered the jerk and pushed Amon.

Amon was speechless. He didn't have any counter for those words. " But I survive. " He made a point.

But Jon didn't buy that. " Survive what? Do you think that being able to survive is equal to being the strongest? Survival isn't mean shit if you are a coward. "

" You are weak because you didn't have any strength to fight back. I don't mean combat ability. " Jon stepped forward and pointed at Amon's forehead. " Your mind is weak. That weakling mentality is affecting you. "

Amon backed away.

" You will be rotten in this land not knowing nothing. I am sure you are looking for something but with this mentality, it isn't going to happen. So change that outlook and join my crew. "

Jon said a final word. " Be strong and live in this world. Be wild. Be my crewmate. "

Jon waited for an answer.

Inside Amon, the filter was lifted. ' Be strong and live. ' His mother's final words. He was finally able to know her intention. The strength he needed from his mother was fulfilled long ago.

Amon's eyes changed. A subtle ambitious ignite.

He slowly opened his mouth. " I will join your crew but I will not abandon my quest. "

The system screen popped up.

[ Reward- 50 stat points, 15000 gold coins]