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One Piece: Curse of Immortality

Humanity dreams of living forever, so they try to achieve immortality, but not for 'Arashi,' who is already immortal. He always thinks that this immortality is a curse and will bring eternal loneliness. But like all living things, he also has a dream, so join 'Arashi' in his journey to change his curse into a blessing. Disclaimer: This is a Translation Update 5 Days a week (Monday - Friday) Please support me by joining my patr**on. Have 10 advanced Chapters for you guys. patr**n.com/saitamablast >OP:COI NOVEL TIER

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Chapter 10: G-5

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Arashi remained silent, having been inexplicably taken as a disciple by Garp. 

From beginning to end, the heroic Vice Admiral hadn't even asked for his opinion, much like he never respected his grandson's wishes. 

Despite this, Arashi didn't resist much. When he first arrived in this world, the man before him had saved his life. 

Although Arashi couldn't be killed, the thought of being thrown into Impel Down, trapped for a lifetime, or enduring countless tortures was unimaginable. 

Being unkillable did not mean being invincible. Training began quickly. Despite Garp's carefree demeanor, he was always a man of action.

"The Rokushiki, as the name suggests, have six techniques," Garp began. 

"Every Marine officer who has undergone systematic training knows or has mastered at least one or two of these techniques." 

"Those with exceptional talent and determination might even master all six."

Arashi listened intently. He was naturally familiar with Rokushiki, especially the Iron Body technique, which was quite famous in his previous life.

"Now, attack me," Garp instructed. 

"The prerequisite for learning the Six Powers is that your physical condition must be superhuman."

Arashi nodded and threw a punch at Garp. The latter caught it with his large hand, showing a hint of surprise in his eyes. 

He said, "Use your legs now, and give it your all."

Without hesitation, Arashi kicked toward Garp's palm.

"Bang!" A dull sound echoed, and Garp nodded approvingly. "That's enough! You already have the physical strength to learn Rokushiki."

In truth, Garp was deeply shocked. 

The power that surged from Arashi's fists and feet had already surpassed the basic strength needed to learn Rokushiki. 

Based on his rough assessment, Garp estimated Arashi's current strength level, known as 'Douriki,' to be around 850. 

This was an extraordinary number—some people had to endure years of arduous training to reach it. 

But how long had this boy been training? One session of surfing in the sea and one close-quarters battle, and that was it.

Garp could only attribute it to Arashi's exceptional talent. 

"At this rate, this kid might soon surpass Kuzan in terms of raw power," he thought, finding it hard to believe.

The training for Rokushiki began quickly. To Arashi's relief, his learning ability wasn't weak either. 

Otherwise, even with his unique talent, he wouldn't have been able to master anything. 

Seven days later, the warship crossed the Red Line, using the Marine's exclusive passage into the New World.

During these seven days, Arashi mastered his first Rokushiki technique.

"Iron Body!" Arashi muttered under his breath. Instantly, his muscles and skin hardened, becoming as tough as steel. 

Although many of his friends had mocked the Iron Body technique in his previous life, Arashi quickly realized that it was actually a highly practical defensive skill.

On his mental status panel, alongside Conqueror's Haki, a new section appeared: [Rokushiki: Iron Body LV1+]

This indicated that the Iron Body could also be leveled up, improving its effectiveness quickly. 

While Conqueror's Haki was a trump card for critical moments, Rokushiki was clearly more suited for regular combat.

Arashi set a goal for himself: to master all six techniques of Rokushiki in the shortest time possible.

In the afternoon, he picked up a standard Marine sword and began learning swordsmanship under Bogart's guidance. 

After an hour of posture and technique training, he wielded a 200kg dumbbell.

"Whoosh!" As he swung it, the dumbbell cut through the air with a howling sound, sweat flying off his body and splattering onto the deck. 

Great strength is always forged through inhuman effort and relentless training.

.....

"Hahahahaha!" Garp's loud laughter echoed. 

"I already told you, Kong—I'm rejecting your offer to promote me to Admiral!" 

"I've just arrived in the New World, and Admirals don't have the same freedom as Vice Admirals!"

"You can't be so stubborn about this, Garp. This is a direct order from the highest authority of the World Government!" 

Kong's serious voice was clear enough for Arashi to hear.

"I don't care if it's the World Government or those five old men; I'm refusing regardless!" Garp replied nonchalantly. \

"I have no interest in being an Admiral!"

"Think it over carefully, Garp. This is the fifth time you've refused a promotion," Kong said, frowning.

"I'm still refusing. No need to think about it!" Garp insisted. 

"Besides, I should inform you that I've taken on a disciple. His name is Arashi, and his potential and talent are quite remarkable," Garp added with a chuckle.

"As long as you're happy," Kong sighed before the Den Den Mushi hung up.

Kuzan immediately approached, his face full of excitement. 

"That's so cool, Vice Admiral Garp! How many times have you refused the Admiral promotion now?"

"Don't follow my example, young man!" Garp laughed. "I've just gotten used to being lazy."

Arashi remained silent, continuing to swing the heavy dumbbells in his hands.

Three days later, the warship arrived at a fortress base in the New World known as G-5. 

There, Arashi saw for the first time the two other pillars of the Marines at the time: Admiral Sengoku the Buddha and Admiral Black Arm Zephyr.

The two Admirals walked side by side, approaching with stern-looking officers following closely behind. 

Arashi noticed that the officers wore ranks equivalent to Admirals, and their presence exuded a heavy, battle-hardened aura—clear evidence that they were seasoned warriors.

"Garp, we've been waiting for you," Zephyr said gravely. "The situation in the New World isn't looking good."

Garp laughed heartily. "I got delayed because I picked up a talented little guy along the way." He then pulled Arashi forward. "This is my disciple, Arashi!"

Arashi bowed respectfully without saying a word.

"Is this the boy who offended the nobles and the Celestial Dragons?" Sengoku frowned. "Garp, you're getting more reckless by the day."

After observing Arashi, Sengoku nodded slightly. "I'll handle the repercussions of this incident."

Arashi was taken aback. "Thank you, Admiral Sengoku."

Sengoku waved it off, not overly concerned, and then spoke seriously. "We must head to the Edd War Sea as soon as possible. 

Shiki the Golden Lion has amassed a large force there, and the Roger Pirates have also been spotted in the area."

Garp laughed again. "Then let's move out quickly! It's been a while since I've seen Roger and Shiki." 

"This time, the charge is mine! None of you can take it from me!"

Zephyr frowned, cautioning him, "The situation isn't the same as before. You mustn't act recklessly."

The group began walking toward the Marine base, with Arashi silently following behind.

"Arashi, this time, we might finally see those two guys," Kuzan said quietly as they walked.

"Those two guys?" Arashi asked, puzzled.

"Kuzan is probably talking about Sakazuki and Borsalino," Bogart, who had been silent, spoke up.

Arashi narrowed his eyes. Soon, he would meet all three future Admirals.

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