One Piece: Curse of Immortality

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The awakening of Kozuki Oden undoubtedly added a formidable force to Arashi's ranks. 

What made him even more remarkable was that he could be forcibly commanded while retaining human consciousness and functions—essentially a semi-cybernetic human.

To Vegapunk, he was the perfect modification.

"Codename: Samurai!"

"From today onward, you will live again in this world as the Chief Instructor of Swordsmanship for the Marines in the West Blue," 

Arashi announced with a smile, declaring Oden's new identity.

"The Marines…?" Oden murmured. For someone who had once lived as a pirate, this was undoubtedly a novel experience.

"And as for Kaido!"

At the mention of that name, his eyes instantly filled with killing intent. 

He was no longer the Kozuki Oden of the past—he had been reforged and reborn through modification!

"It's not time yet," Arashi said calmly. "Your son and daughter are safe. Your son was sent to the future."

"When the moment is right, you will see them again."

Hearing this, Oden whispered, "Toki…" 

He clearly understood the ability his wife possessed. Then, he turned his gaze toward the man before him, his expression growing solemn.

"What you're planning… is even crazier than what Roger attempted. I can hardly believe it!"

"Can it be done? Just a few of us?"

Arashi smiled slightly. "Right now, it may just be a tiny spark."

"But Oden… you should know, even the smallest spark can set the entire world ablaze."

Oden was momentarily stunned, silently reflecting on those words. A sense of reverence unknowingly grew within him.

Roger had been a man worth following, someone with incredible charisma. Yet this young man before him… was no less extraordinary.

And his ambition—his goal—was even more shocking.

At first, Oden thought his words about toppling the world were empty bravado.

But as their conversation continued, he soon realized—Arashi was dead serious.

The Void Century. The Twenty Kings of the Void Century. The Ancient Kingdom.

Unraveling these mysteries, overthrowing the decayed system, opening Wano's borders…

Everything he spoke of ignited a fire deep in Oden's heart.

"To change this world… to destroy darkness and corruption…"

"What a noble dream."

Oden's heart trembled.

"If this can be achieved…"

His eyes burned with passion.

—

Soon after, the two returned to the West Blue.

Kozuki Oden took up the Chief Instructor of Swordsmanship role at the Marine Academy. At the same time, Bullet served as the Chief Instructor of Combat—though, at this moment, he was away on a mission in Alabasta.

Seated back in his office, Arashi felt a surge of emotion.

"At last, another powerhouse under my command!"

Bullet. Crocodile. And now, Kozuki Oden.

These three alone were equivalent to three Marine Admirals—his most formidable subordinates.

As he quietly assessed his forces, Arashi began summarizing his growing influence.

"These three can barely match Admiral-level combatants."

"Smoker, Buggy, and Arloshu have all begun to grasp Armament Haki."

"Then there's the Pacifista fleet and the Seraphim series."

If they launched an all-out assault, their strength was already something the world could not afford to ignore.

Yet his forces remained hidden in the shadows of the world at large.

"I suppose I could be considered an Emperor within the Marines now," Arashi chuckled.

But he wasn't complacent. His ideal force was still far from complete.

At the very least, he needed five warriors on the level of the Five Elders.

Along with the Holy Knights, CP0, and other organizations—only then would his forces be truly formidable.

At that point, he could challenge the World Government openly.

—

Time continued to flow forward.

That year, in Water 7, Tom's Workers completed the construction of the Sea Train, ushering in a new era of navigation.

In the same year, Tom the Fish-Man was being escorted to Enies Lobby for execution.

However, he was rescued by a group of ruthless pirates and disappeared without a trace.

The World Government, alarmed by the escalating Great Pirate Era, secretly resumed discussions on the Warlord System proposal, which had been raised during the previous Reverie.

The era moved forward like a rolling tide—slow yet unstoppable.

Arashi remained in the West Blue, working tirelessly without rest.

Ten years had passed since he arrived here.

Under his leadership, the Marine branch in the West Blue had undergone an astonishing transformation.

An advanced, fully integrated power grid.

Countless ships and warships.

Nearly twenty shipbuilding factories.

A Marine Academy.

Two elite instructors.

The scholars of Ohara serve as professors.

Each year, elite cadets graduate, becoming the new blood of the Marines.

Compared to the West Blue branch from a decade ago, his forces had grown exponentially in strength.

The total number of Marines in the West Blue had now surpassed 500,000.

Even the headquarters' elite forces numbered over 50,000.

Of course, such an achievement required immense resources.

Without the vast reserves of gold from Skypiea, Arashi wouldn't have been able to sustain such a massive military force.

Unknowingly, he had already become the most powerful warlord within the Marines.

The year quickly passed, bringing them to 1511 on the Sea Circle Calendar.

Arashi sighed at how quickly time passed, yet a sense of confusion surfaced every time he looked in the mirror.

Over the past eleven years, his appearance and physical condition have hardly changed. 

He remained at his peak as if time did not affect him. In fact, with each passing day, his training only seemed to make him even stronger.

One day, a sudden communication arrived from Marine Headquarters.

After Ivya connected the call, her expression quickly turned serious.

"It's Admiral Sengoku."

Arashi raised an eyebrow slightly before taking the Den Den Mushi.

"Admiral Sengoku, it's been a while. What guidance do you have for me this time?" He spoke with a hint of amusement.

Not long ago, in Mary Geoise, their relationship had somewhat eased.

Although the West Blue branch maintained a distant connection with Headquarters, the two could at least converse now.

"There's something I may need your help with," Sengoku said in a low voice.

Arashi narrowed his eyes slightly. From Sengoku's tone, he could tell the admiral was not in a good mood.

"Oh? From what I know, nothing at Marine Headquarters requires my assistance."

"If it's about pirates in the West Blue, I wouldn't mind helping capture a few."

Sengoku let out a cold snort. "Stop joking around, Arashi!"

"What if I told you this matter concerns one of your former subordinates?"

Arashi froze. At first, he was puzzled, but then a flash of lightning struck through his mind, and a young face surfaced in his thoughts.

"You mean…Rosinante?"

Sengoku nodded. "That's right."

"He was assigned to a covert mission under my orders. But recently, he has been out of contact for a long time."

After a brief pause, Sengoku's voice became even more serious.

"My sources indicate he's on Minion Island in the North Blue."

"And there seems to be a rare Devil Fruit involved."

There was a hint of uncertainty in Sengoku's tone.

"You sent him undercover… this must be related to his older brother, Doflamingo, right?" Arashi said with a faint smile.

"Correct," Sengoku admitted.

"Doflamingo's identity is unique—you should understand that. The only way to monitor his movements was through constant surveillance."

"However…"

"This time, I'm worried about Rosinante's safety."

Sengoku let out a soft sigh.

"After thinking it over, you're the most suitable person for this mission."

Arashi chuckled twice. "Back then, you took him from my side without a word."

"And now, you want me to clean up the mess?"

Sengoku remained silent. Arashi could hear him tapping his fingers against the table through the Den Den Mushi.

He knew Sengoku was deep in thought. Moments later, the tapping stopped.

"I'll head to the North Blue. That brat still owes me an apology. But after this, he's no longer your man."

Sengoku let out a long breath, his expression relaxing slightly.

"Alright. I'll leave it to you."

Arashi let out a cold snort before hanging up the Den Den Mushi. Then, he sat in his chair for a long time.

"Doflamingo, huh? Let's see just how far you've come. Are you qualified to be one of my seeds?"

Slowly rising from his seat, Arashi walked toward the door.

—

North Blue, Minion Island.

Thick snowflakes swirled in the air, covering the land in white.

Two figures, one tall and one short, trudged through the deep snow toward the town ahead.

"Don't worry, Law!"

"I've received information that they're making a deal for a Devil Fruit here. This fruit will help with your illness."

The tall figure spoke with a playful grin.

"Tch, all your efforts are pointless. I won't live much longer anyway," the smaller figure replied indifferently.

"Damn it! I've worked so hard, and you dare to give up on life?!" The tall man instantly grew furious and smacked the kid on the head.

"Ow!" The boy clutched his head, glaring at him in irritation. After taking a few more steps, the boy suddenly turned serious.

"Hey, Rosinante… stealing their Devil Fruit… that will be dangerous, right?"

"Relax. I've got everything under control! When the time comes, all you need to do is hide. Leave everything else to me."

"You should know—I once underwent the most grueling hell-level training under the world's strongest Marine!"

Rosinante grinned, giving a thumbs-up full of confidence.

"There you go again! What is the world's strongest Marine? What hell-level training? I don't believe a word of it!" Law muttered in disdain.

Who is the strongest Marine in the world? Could they even be stronger than Doflamingo? That man was the strongest person Law had ever seen.

"This isn't a lie. If you ever meet him, you'll be in awe of his power," Rosinante said with deep respect.

Even after nearly ten years, he was filled with admiration every time he recalled those days.

His only regret was that his youthful guilt had stopped him from properly saying goodbye on the day he left.

"When this mission is over… I'll report to Officer Arashi. There's no way he wouldn't take me back, right?"

Rosinante murmured to himself, imagining their long-awaited reunion.

A faint smile formed on his lips. As he looked up and saw the town ahead drawing closer, his expression quickly turned serious.

"But first, we get that Devil Fruit. And cure Law's illness."

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