One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

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Chapter 273

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When Amon entered the Alabasta castle, he was immediately embraced by the grinning Vivi.

"We won! I can't believe we won!" 

He did not participate in the battle today, as Amon felt it was unnecessary, but he had become a great asset in the past 9 months with Pluton.

"What's so hard to believe?"

Amon placed a hand on Vivi's waist and started walking while leaning her head on Vivi's shoulder.

"Ahh, really, can not be trusted," said Vivi. "I was taught to respect the World Nobles from birth, taught that they were the invincible rulers of the world. At one point I had the goal of reclaiming our position in Mariejoa as one of the 20-twenty kingdoms. But look now, we are the only rulers of the ocean."

He hugged his arm tightly. "It's been almost 8 hours since Sin came back, what took you so long? Did that Shanks guy pose so many threats that you had to spend 7 hours behind him? Or have you eliminated the World Nobles?"

Alabasta was inside the Door Dimension, so they could not see any of the two live streams. He gathered words from the Sins about the fight, but even Sins did not know about Mariejois.

Vivi's guess is partly correct. He spent about 2 hours combined, fighting Shanks, Luffy and Imu. After which, he spent another hour with the burning World Nobles. The rest of the 4 hours were spent with the corpse of the former .. they had a useful Devil Fruit, after all.

"I saw something burning in the distance, was that Mariejoa?" Vivi asked as she looked into Amon's eyes from the side.

"That's Mariejoa, yeah. Except for the few imprisoned Marines I sent back here a few hours ago, the World Government has almost no one in the higher ranks." Amon speaking. "In simple words, I have conquered the world, and we are now the rulers of this land."

"We?" Vivi chuckles. 

"Of course," Amon stopped walking and placed both his hands behind his waist. "I'm the King, and you're the Queen. In that case, if I were the King of this world, what would you be?"

Vivi blushed and looked Amon in the eyes with love spilling out. "Tell me…"

After Cobra's death, Vivi becomes too dependent on Amon, more than ever. It's easy to get someone to obsess over you when they're emotionally weak. Amon has made sure to use it to his advantage.

Before Amon could answer, footsteps filled the hallway. "The Queen of Whores from all over the world?" Raki came and leaned over the whole world. "That title is perfect for you."

Vivi's bewildered-in-love expression changed as she scoffed. " Sister-in-law, such a joke is not funny. You have to learn to respect your brother's personal space when he's with his wife, don't you?"

"Oh?" Raki sneering. "really now? Hugging so tightly in the hallway, and you still call it 'private space'?" He walked over and leaned his arm on Amon's shoulder. "Also, fuck your wife's bullshit. You act like she's just fucking you, you fucking whore. You can't even last all night with her, but you dare claim she's alone?"

"..."

"Sister," Raki turned to Amon. "When are you going to put her in that brothel?"

"So what you say!" Vivi yells as she releases Amon from the embrace. "Don't think I'd let you talk like that just because you're hiding behind Amon!"

"Hidden, me?" Raki pulled his hand back from Amon's shoulder and unsheathed his sword. "Now I'm not 'hiding', what are you gonna do?"

******* tired Ammon from the side caused the two to turn to him. 

"You know. I've been thinking of a way to settle the relationship between you two." Amon spoke slowly as he placed his hands on their shoulders and bowed to their faces. "Let's finish this 'fight' in my room."

"..."

"..."

—★—

A week had passed since then, but things were far from calm in a world below the red line.

Some Ammonites, especially those who joined last year, left their troops behind.

They decide to go rogue and take over the island for them to master because now there is no real law. They only mock when people say Ammon is the ruler of this world; say "It will take decades to claim the world as his own."

But most people don't leave, and they're smart not to because everyone who leaves has their obituary printed in the newspaper tomorrow.

Great News Morgan had lost consciousness of the internal pleasures when he saw Amon destroy Mariejoa. He has been writing about it for the past week, and therefore everyone in every corner of the world knows about the changes taking place in the world.

There were countless attacks in the Amon region, but its main base, Alabasta, was completely intact. After all, there were not 'many' people who could climb the red line along with their entire army.

Amon was in his office in Alabasta, inside the Castle. He was sitting on a chair, reading some papers when a knock fell on the door. However, the person on the other side did not wait for his affirmation and simply walked in.

"Huh." Amon lifted his head from the paper. "Did I let you in?"

"No." Raki walked to the table. "Do I need your permission to meet my brother?"

Amon put the papers down and pulled his chair slightly back, letting Raki climb onto his lap.

"What do you need?"

Raki tilted her head. "I'm just here to say ..." He cleared his throat and spoke in a feminine shrill voice. “T-thank you, brother, for two new Highest Class swords.”

"Can you stop?" Amon gave him a flat look.

“No, but, seriously.” Raki spoke in her normal voice again, frustrated. “What should I do with a short sword and a sword? They are not compatible for dual use!”

Shanks used a sword called the Griffon, a Sabre-class sword. Gol D. Roger used to use a sword called 'Ace', a Cutlass-class sword. Shanks had both, with one being on his waist and one hidden by him. Amon gains the Griffon after Shanks' death and gains 'Ace' after the remaining red-haired pirates come to attack Alabasta.

After finishing most of them quickly, he proceeded to read their memories with their neurons. It was very easy now that Amon's Will could easily defeat their possession, therefore breaking their limits. It is not enough to brainwash them, but mind reading is fair game. From their memories, Amon learns where Shanks hid the last Road Poneglyph, where Roger's sword is also kept.

Being the highest grade swords, not only were the qualities of his swords better than Enma and Ame no Habikiri, the swords Raki was currently wielding, they also had special abilities that matched, and to a certain degree, had, defeated Enma. One of them was the ability that Shanks used to block the demon fruit of Amon.

"Hmm" Amon tilted his head. "...Rightly true. Drop the sword here, I will fix it when I have time. ”

"When will you get the time?" Raki frowned. “Why do you work, anyway? I know this is not the time to celebrate until we actually proclaim the world, but you know, you are the ruler of the entire planet right now. Just relax for a second, okay?”

"It's not time to relax yet." Amon smiled at him.

"But-"

"If I relax now," He cut it off. “We'll all die.”

“…”

“Also, you can't relax either. I've noticed you've been a little too lazy lately. ”

“You won the biggest war in the world? And?" Amon sneering. "Are you the strongest swordsman?"

Raki looked the other way. “...In my defense, Mihawk did not participate in the war. I didn't even get a chance to fight him.”

The Seven Warlords, realizing that the government did not have enough to offer them, left their ranks one by one in the past year. In the end, Mihawk also left. Many of those Former Warlords have been eliminated in the past year, either by the Marines or Einherjar who happened to find them. Although some of them instead chose to switch sides and join Amon, Hawkeye Mihawk sat on his island leisurely, and trained Zoro.

"Hm, good reason."

“But that's no excuse!”

Amon chuckled, rubbing his back as he spoke. "What about this ... Since you don't seem so motivated, how about I give you motivation?"

Raki's eyes sparkled. Her brother always knew what made her roll.

"If you happen to achieve the title of Strongest Swordsman in the World before next year ..." 

Amon raised his hand in front of Raki, slowly, his human hand twisted like golden scales, each shaped like a square metal, and each of them was twisted like a square metal, it formed around his arm before green feathers came out of the gap and covered his entire arm.

“...I'll return your devil fruit.”

Why exactly a year?

That was because, if Amon's predictions and calculations were correct, the World's Core would be at the final stage of its formation by then, when Momonosuke would reach the present.

—★—

The next morning, the Alabasta people were frightened, shocked, and trembling as dozens of flying spaceships surrounded the entire kingdom from all directions.

Amon stood in the air in front of one of the ships, looking like a child today, while scratching his chin and looking down on the kingdom. “Ordinary people are quite annoying, and useless as well. I think I should move them.” 

He had to drop Alabasta into the sea and form something like Mariejoi for her and important people. That's a must. He, his sins, his cult, some servants and so on, should stay here while everyone should rot in the sea below.

With that decision, Amon turned to the spacecraft again. 

He spoke towards the ship, bigger than the others, and a step ahead of them as well.. “Parking above the red line, I'll come see you there.”

[“Good, Mr.”]

A language that only Raki could understand among the Alabastians, speaking from the ship as the ship began to move and started on land above the red line. The red stripe covers the entire world vertically, and horizontally is still larger than the combined size of a few Alabasta islands. So the spacecraft easily landed.

Little Amon followed them and as they slowly landed one by one, Amon brought a comfortable chair from the kingdom and sat down while sipping juice.

From the spacecraft, a woman walked over. He had sparkling white skin and pale white hair as if it was ice. He also carried a knife on his waist which released cold energy out. She was wearing a tight-fitting purple battle suit, compact with various types of gears, which covered most of her body except for the diamond-shaped breast window on her cleavage. 

He walked in front of Ammon and placed his right hand on his chest.

"Hello Sir. Nice to see you again.”

This is the 5-month Queen. He, like his race, had the power of ice. If he had Haki, who he did not have, he could match Aokiji easily.

Although people looked down on non-automatic weapons in his area, he still used the sword due to the traditions of his royal family and as such he was a capable swordsman. He had actually taught Raki swordsmanship when Amon and Raki went to the moon many years ago.

“Indeed, Minnusha. You look the same as always.” Amon tilted his head, speaking the same language as his. 

He's 50 years old, but he looks like he's in his early 20s. Such was the miracle of race and medicine beyond the earth.

"I can say the same for you." The woman spoke with an accent, where her harsh words were gentle, even in her own language.

"Oh, why thank you."

"It wasn't meant to be a compliment." He said, "You're as short as ever."

Amon chuckled at hearing it.

"Oh, alright," his body spun before he took on a 'ordinary' form in a flash of lightning. "I took that form to make sure you didn't mistake me for someone else. Anyway, I have horns and stuff now."

The woman looked at her horns and nodded. "...It's more like that." Then, he calmed down. "After all, I'm here with my division on your orders. Please go ahead and tell me what to expect me to do here."

Amon sipped his juice. "Looking to my face."

He did, and at Ammon's movement, he proceeded to touch his forehead with Ammon. Immediately, information, commands, and commands entered his mind with a bolt of lightning.

"Oh…!" She flinched back and blinked her blue eyes, her white lashes fluttering. "I. I understand."

He's nodding. "I'm guessing you've conquered this planet, and that's why you're trying to extend your power to other planets. But to think you're just conquering this world now .." he sounded a little surprised. "How strong are the people in this world?"

Amon humming. "The stronger people in this world have been annihilated, and the remaining people... You will realize their power when you begin to complete my orders" Amon said. "The other "Division Leaders will be coming soon as well. I'm just telling you because I like you, for that reason, I'm expecting better results from you." 

His orders contained many things, but in the short term, he was supposed to appease the raging population with a game of strength and, overall, establish order around the world under the name of Amon.

Amon could, alone, do it. But it is better if this job does not need his attention, because he has a lot of training to do in the meantime.

The woman, Minnusha, was immersed in deep thought before slowly nodding. "I ... understand. It's not something that's hard."

"Exactly. You have done it before, and have experience in this. That's the reason why I'm calling you guys, rather than ordering my people here." Amon nodded his head. "Do as I say, and I can guarantee your Moon will remain the one with the most resources."

Minnusha placed her right hand over her chest again, a form showing respect in its place. "Thank you very much, sir. I'll start soon."

"Good." Amon nodded and was about to fire him before he remembered anything. "Oh, is your daughter big enough?"

"..."

"Wasn't he the last 14 times we met? Hm, so she should be about 19 now ..."

"Sir, as I said, without marrying her, you can't do anything to her" Minnusha said. "I'm a mother first, before your subordinates."

"Aww, what a sad day. Anyway." Amon waved his hand. "You have a year on your hands. Things are going to be bad after that, so I hope you, along with the others, will be able to calm things down this year. I know it's a hard job to do on such a big planet, but as I said, you'll be rewarded generously."

Minnusha nodded again.

However, a year is not as long as many people think. For Amon, it felt like a few seconds.