Rosan was rather rudely awaken by the sound of screaming and his eyes snapped open. There was a cacophony of noise going on outside and he narrowed his eyes in annoyance.

He muttered a few obscenities, patting the drooling Mod's hair and wiping it away from her mouth (he tended to do this all the time. Mod did not like being told she drooled).

She made a noise and yawned, opening her eyes as she sat up and wiped her eyes, smiling at him slightly.

He grunted and tested his body, finding that just about all the poison had been flushed out and he was back to full strength.

"I do always admire how ridiculous our body is," Mod said softly, beaming as he planted a kiss on her cheek.

"You and me both," Rosan agreed, not bothering to wipe the drool from Ram's mouth. He merely smiled at her and planted a kiss on her cheek as well, getting a happy grumble out of the ring.

"I would have hoped you got more sleep," Mod said with a frown, gazing at Rosan in worry.

The redhead had done quite a lot at Impel Down, not to mention he just got out of a battle with Magellan of all people.

Rosan smiled at her. "I'm fine Mod-chan. Don't worry, I have you as my backup," he said, scooping her up.

She beamed at that and hugged him tightly. "Of course. We'll get out of this!"

He nodded and stood up, before waking up in the real world.

Rosan was just a little tired but with a quick dose of Modification, even that was banished away.

His eyes glowed as his bodily functions began in full swing again and the redhead made his way out of his temporary room, listening to the uproar with a blank expression.

"WE'LL FOLLOW YOU TO THE END OF THE WORLD BUGGY!"

"WE HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE ONE OF THE ROGER PIRATES!"

"WE'LL TAKE THIS SHIP FROM STRAW HAT!"

Hm? What was that they just said?

"Who are you taking this ship from?" Rosan asked hauntingly, expression curious.

You could hear a pin drop with how silent the ship suddenly became.

Buggy went pale at that, shakily turning towards the very awake Rosan. The redhead was currently locking those eyes of his onto Buggy himself and he understood that things were about to get bad for him very very quickly.

Earlier they had been making a fuss about how they were going to go to Marineford, to interfere in the war between Whitebeard and the World Government.

Naturally, Buggy immediately stopped complaining at the warning looks from Sabo and Jinbe because those two were not trigger happy like the real demon of the group.

If Rosan heard such things, he wouldn't warn them with words. He'd warn them with almost immediate action.

Buggy had seen the redhead's performance in Impel Down and he understood that Rosan had no patience for people's stupidity. The redhead was kill first, ask the useful person questions.

Buggy wasn't sure Rosan found him useful.

Thankfully, they had managed to settle the rowdy prisoners down…

Up until the ship received a call and Buggy heard the World Government confirm that he was apart of the Roger Pirates. Buggy wasn't even sure how they got that information, but he had been left with his jaw hanging at hearing them mercilessly reveal it.

That's when things got loud.

Buggy had just been about to shut up his men who had been talking about usurping the ship, when the demon in human flesh himself, appeared out of his room, wide awake and looking like he had not just gotten out of a fight with the goddamn warden of Impel Down.

Seriously, what was he? How was he able to survive Magellan's poison? What was this redhead capable of doing?!

Also... did these idiots think Buggy was going to beat Rosan?! Buggy wouldn't even attempt to fight him!

"You guys woke Rosan up," Sabo said in dissatisfaction, brows furrowing to show just how upset that made him.

Buggy paled. The blonde one was just as dangerous! He was just actually nice!

Oh hell no, Buggy was not going to take the blame for something he knew they were going to blame him for.

"MEN! DON'T BE AFRAID OF THIS WAR! THE BIGGEST PRIZE IS WITHIN OUR REACH! IF YOU CALL YOURSELVES MEN, FOLLOW ME TO GLORY!" Buggy roared with a false confident grin, never taking his eyes off the predatory gaze of Rosan.

Rosan's deathly calm gaze vanished as the men began cheering, replaced instead by a raised brow.

"WE WERE BEATEN AND BATTERED IN IMPEL DOWN! WE'RE SORRY BUGGY!"

"He'd make a good captain," Jinbe commented idly in amusement.

"He also has great survival instincts," Sabo chuckled, turning towards his older brother.

"I don't like that you're awake early but we won't be able to get past the Gates of Justice. We need you to handle it."

Rosan grunted. "This ship isn't light you know? You realize I just got out of a war with Magellan right?"

Sabo pat him on the back and pulled him into a hug. "I know. You've been doing a lot. After this is over, I'm making sure you get some sleep," he muttered to his brother.

Rosan sighed fondly and nodded, easily returning the hug. "Alright alright. I was gonna do it anyways."

The redhead's blood began thrumming as a violent gleam entered his eyes. Even from this distance and with Sabo right next to him, he activated his observation and immediately felt the thousands of lives of the soldiers that were stationed.

"Today, the world will know who I truly am," Rosan said idly, walking towards the railing of the ship. "They will understand exactly who Portgas D. Rosan is."

With that, the redhead leapt off the railing.

"What's he about to do?" a random pirate asked.

"Beats me!"

"Doesn't he have a Devil Fruit? Maybe something involving that!"

The prisoners, who did not know the full extent of Rosan's terror, spoke casually about what he was attempting. Even after learning that he had defeated Magellan in one on one combat, they had no fear of him because Captain Buggy was right here —

"RAOGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

At once, every single former prisoner went pale as a shadow began looming over them.

"O-Oh," someone squeaked.

"Still plan on revolting?" Sabo asked in amusement.

Everyone shook their head slowly.

"Effective," Jinbe said idly.

"Isn't it? Rosan's always been pretty damn effective," Sabo replied with a short laugh.

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"Ace, what is your father's name?"

A battered and bruised Ace, sat kneeled on the stands that marked his impending execution.

He had not said a word, up until Fleet Admiral Sengoku suddenly began speaking about the specifics of his execution to his subordinates below.

"...My father… is Whitebeard," Ace said bluntly, closing his eyes as he assessed what it was Sengoku wanted him to do.

This old man could fuck off. Ace was not going to do what he wanted.

"So even now you'll lie about your bloodline," Sengoku said through his transponder snail, relaying the message to everyone across the world.

The Fleet Admiral was currently broadcasting this to the world. He was intent on a total and complete victory and if the world witnessed, then the World Government would win.

They would kill the resurge of pirates in one fell swoop. With that, justice would prevail.

"We were looking everywhere, when we got word from Cipher Pol about the possibility, that one of his children might be on a certain island. We examined newborns, unborn infants and their mothers and found nothing."

A wave of confusion was making its way through the crowd, those unaware not understanding where Sengoku was going with this.

Fire Fists Ace parent? What was so important about that?

"It was only natural though, that we were unable to find what we were looking for. Your mother used a trick to hide you and it was at the cost of her life!"

Ace shut his eyes at that detail.

He had seen the memories. He had seen what his mother had done for him.

He had seen how she had done everything in her power to protect both her children.

He had seen how her death had shattered his lovable older brother…

"Your mother fooled us all! She lived on an island by the name of Baterilla in the South Blue. Her name was Portgas D. Rouge and she did something we never imagined was possible."

Garp's smile was gone. All he could think about, was the sheer impact Rouge's death had on the world as a whole.

"Portgas D. Rouge, hid her child in her womb for 20 months, in order to save it. She bought Ace life, at the cost of her own… all because of your father."

"The blood of the most terrible fiend the world has ever known runs through your veins. Don't pretend not to know, Ace…"

Sengoku made sure the snail caught this, as he gazed down at Ace.

"Your father… WAS GOLD ROGER, THE PIRATE KING!"

A wave of silence met the declaration… before the heavy news struck the world.

The Fleet Admiral could practically feel the whole world rumbling in shock, as they digested the information given by him…

"But that's not all," Sengoku said gravely.

If anything, the wave of confusion grew stronger and he could practically feel everyone latching onto his words.

"Ace's mother, Portgas D. Rouge did more then just hide him."

Ace's eyes widened in dread.

What was this bastard planning on doing? What did he think he was doing?!

"She had another child before she even met Roger. A son," Sengoku revealed gravely. "It was not her birth son, but she still raised him as such. This boy was merely two years old when we caught wind of what Roger might have done."

"When Portgas D. Rouge gave birth to Ace here and lost her life, that boy, who was only 4 at the time, witnessed the entire thing. With just this act, that little boy gained a deep and irrational hatred of the World Government."

Smoker and Hina felt a small bead of sweat forming, not yet connecting the dots, but feeling a sense of trepidation at that for reasons unknown to them.

"Why do I feel such a sense of foreboding?" Smoker thought in surprise.

Was it because Sengoku was talking about someone that he may have met? Was it because he was unknowingly connecting dots to something?

"He's been biding his time and has steadily built his strength and now he and his crew are the fastest rising pirates we've seen in a very long time," Sengoku said gravely.

"They destroyed Enies Lobby, they've lain havoc on every location they've approached and they struck a Celestial Dragon... and all of it has had this vengeful man at the forefront."

"Is he talking about?!" Hancock thought in shock.

"The death of Portgas D. Rouge did not just give birth to Portgas D. Ace… it gave birth to the Red Devil, Portgas D. Rosan of the Straw Hat Pirates," he finished eventually.

There was a swift beat…

And then —

"RAOGHHHHHHHH!"

Ace, along with all the weaker Marines, felt their heart stop at the roar so full of fury, it washed over them all.

Weaker Marines felt their knees trembling at that terrible sound and they shakily whirled in every direction, trying to pinpoint where exactly it came from.

Almost faster than they could see, a giant buzzing noise suddenly permeated the air, before a giant red laser shot from the sky at dreadful speeds.

W-What?! Where did that come from?!

They watched in terror as it raced directly towards them, hell bent on goring the masses through and the Marines could only watch in relief, as a yellow beam collided with expert precision, preemptively causing an explosion before it could reach them.

A wave of heat washed over, as the two beams blew up in the sky, causing a display of rudimentary fireworks.

"He recovered from Sabaody pretty quickly. How scaryyy," Kizaru drawled, finger pointed upwards to show who had nullified the attack.

A shadow was currently residing in the sky and it was massive. As the clouds parted, the World Government bore witness to a furious dragon snarling down at them, all while holding one of their massive warships in its claws.

It floated downwards away from them and dropped the ship in the water, before opening its maw and letting out another furious roar.

"RAOGHHHHHHHHHH!"

Rosan was seething and full of fury. It only grew as he saw the state of his brother.

Ace was looking at him with truly terrified eyes. He never felt fear towards anyone, but the moment his family was in danger, it all came roaring out.

They were the exact same in that regard. Fearless until someone they loved was in danger...

And Rosan was terrified at the prospect of losing Ace. Mom's legacy, the reason she had chosen to die out of love...

His little brother. Rosan would be damned if he died here.

"You would dare stand here and blame my mother for the atrocities you committed?" Rosan snarled loudly, eyes glowing with unrestrained fury. "YOU THINK MY MOTHER WAS TO BLAME FOR YOUR GENOCIDE OF CHILDREN ON MY ISLAND?!"

A wave of hatred washed over all of them there.

"That's Rosan?!" Koby thought in terror, looking at the enormous dragon with horrified tears.

In just a split second, Rosan had been about to kill them all! His friend... probably didn't even know or care that Koby was here.

So this... this was war? Koby had to try and stop his friend from saving his brother? Koby had to fear that his friend was going to kill him in cold blood?

Would Rosan even notice if he killed Koby...?

"So that's... why," Smoker said in realization. "That's why he hates the World Government so much."

"He was forced to watch his mother die... due to our actions," Hina muttered next to him, a disturbed expression on her face.

"I despise your organization with every fiber of my being and if I could, I would tear it all down immediately."

Words of that redhead washed over the two. It was no wonder he had attempted to strike them down with such prejudice... he had been harboring such an intense hatred since he were 4.

Both the Marines who had encountered Rosan said nothing, gazing in pure conflict at the giant dragon who hadn't even deigned to use this form against them.

There was a purging on his island at the age of 4 and he watched his mother suffer... all because of the World Government's desire to make sure Roger didn't have a child.

Countless died because of that... was that truly justice? Killing multiple just for the chance to kill one?

But they hadn't even killed Roger's son... so was it even worth it in the end? The only thing it accomplished was giving this redhead... rather justifiable fuel to hate their organization.

"That's the Red Devil?!" a Marine whispered nervously.

"I heard he and his crew decimated Cipher Pol 9 when they completely destroyed Enies Lobby," another said in terror.

"H-How are we supposed to deal with that dragon?!" one lamented, legs shaking.

"Don't be afraid! We have the Admirals behind us!" one barked.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the Buddha," Rosan hissed violently. "You are the one who ordered the purge of Baterilla. Hundreds of innocent children killed on your command. How many mothers do you think still cry at the massacre you committed? Do you think about what you've done? Do you have regret?"

Some of the doubtful Marines and viewers watching flinched at the reminder that countless children had been killed in the pursuit of ending Ace's life.

"..."

Sengoku looked at the most problematic pirate of the current generation. The one who had caused him the most severe headaches he had gotten in a while.

The one who he had inadvertently created, by ordering the purging of Baterilla.

This boy was a product of Sengoku's actions... so Sengoku would have to take responsibility for it.

"The Red Devil... or perhaps I should call you Rocks," Sengoku said calmly, gazing fearlessly into the malevolent gaze of the dragon. "It was foolish of you to show yourself here… after all, your death is just as important as Ace's. You're the nephew of a man we desperately tried to erase from history, after all. You're shaping up to be as similar as he is."

Rosan sneered violently. "Mark my words, Sengoku. When my time to tear this system apart has come, I will be served your head on a silver platter and you will have a front row seat," he swore.

Sengoku listened to that threat and said nothing, unwilling to reveal his true thoughts of that statement.

He knew Rosan meant every word he said and worst, Sengoku knew that if left to his own devices, the vengeful redhead would achieve it.

Underestimating him was not something they could afford to do anymore. Rosan was a Rocks through and through and he needed to be dealt with now.

"ROSAN!" Ace shouted frantically. "YOU NEED TO GO! I WON'T LET YOU SACRIFICE YOURSELF FOR ME!"

"I need to go?" Rosan asked quietly, still managing to be heard due to his dominating size.

"Yes!" His little brother said without hesitation. "This isn't your place to help! I don't need it! Go before something happens to you!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Rosan barked ferociously to his younger brother. "WHAT IS WITH YOU PEOPLE NOT WANTING TO BE SAVED?!"

Ace immediately went silent, gazing at his fuming draconic brother with wide eyes.

"That's not what I'm —"

"So you want me to fly off right now?" Rosan asked incredulously. "You want me to be satisfied at the thought that when my little brother needed help, I wasn't there for him?"

"Don't be dumb Ace!" Luffy roared atop the dragon's head, scowling at the chained Logia. "We're your brothers! We can't let you die here!"

"L-Luffy?!" Ace gasped in horror.

"Straw Hat Luffy is their brother too?!" someone shouted in horror.

Sengoku clenched his jaw at the widespread panic. Despite his words, they were beginning to think that all three of the brothers were born from Roger.

"Straw Hat Luffy and the Red Devil are not the son of Gold Roger. Straw Hat is the son of the Revolutionary, Dragon and the Red Devil's parents are irrelevant," Sengoku announced.

...

"THE SON OF DRAGON?!"

"THE LEADER OF THE REVOLUTIONARIES?!"

Akainu's eyes narrowed.

Ace shut his eyes. Luffy's lineage revealed, Rosan with a target on his back...

"Ace, what type of brothers would we be, if we didn't come help you in your time of need?" Sabo said, sparking with electricity as he glared fearlessly at the entire army of the World Government.

"Sabo?" the prisoner repeated, gazing into his blonde brothers gaze and noting…

Noting the sheer familiarity. There was a strong sense of recognition and overprotectiveness in Sabo's gaze. It almost looked like... Sabo fully recognized who he was. He said brother with such conviction...

Was this…

"Did you get your memories back?!" Ace asked in shock.

The Whitebeard pirate choked up as his brother nodded without any hesitation.

"Yeah I got em back when I realized you were about to get executed," Sabo explained with a firm resolve.

Ace felt a lump in his throat at that. To hear that it was him that helped Sabo regain his memory...

That made him... despite the situation, Ace was happy to hear that. Ace was so happy.

Which was why he needed them to go. They needed to go now. There was no way they could fight this many people.

"I just got back something I lost, Ace. I won't let myself lose this so soon!" Sabo declared with a furious expression. "You're coming home. With us!"

"Luffy… Rosan… Sabo," Ace muttered, shutting his eyes.

His brothers… they were insane! What were they thinking?!

"Hmph, so you plan on fighting us all alone?" Sengoku mused, raising a brow at the foolish pirate.

For all his intelligence... for all his ruthlessness, it seemed like even the Red Devil would throw it all away for the sake of those he loved.

Even he had his weaknesses —

A sudden rumbling caught the attention of everyone there and the higher ups of the World Government went stiff.

"Did they sneak up on us?!" Sengoku said in surprise, slight concern on his face.

There had been no signs of them approaching the island and Sengoku thought they would have ample time to dismantle the Red Devil's forces before the other pirates showed up.

Even with the Red Devil distracting them, the arrival of the Whitebeard Pirates should have been impossible to miss! Where did they come from?!

As if answering his questions, the fleet of ships left room for a massive ship to burst into the scene.

It was a large battleship with a cachalot figurehead, dwarfing every other ship there.

"Gurarara! Seems like we were beaten to the punch by some upstarts!" A commanding and aged voice called out.

Rosan turned his head at that and huffed, snorting out a great gout of flame as the ship they arrived on was swiftly evacuated. Jinbe was looking at the rising ships with clear recognition and so he assumed this was the Whitebeard Pirates.

"POPS!" Ace shouted.

Not him too... Why were they all showing up?! Didn't they understand how much was at risk by doing this?

Pops would risk the whole crew for just him?

"Whitebeard," Rosan grunted, tail swishing as he regarded the strongest man in the world with narrowed eyes.

Whitebeard gazed at the dragon curiously. "So you're the youngsters that my foolish son always talk about! Rosan and Luffy eh?! Gurarara! To think you'd show up in this war and before us!"

"I will never leave my family behind. I don't care who's holding him prisoner. I'll even run through you if I have to," Rosan said bluntly.

"Gurarara! Cheeky brat!" Whitebeard simply laughed at the redhead.

"Rosan who is this old man?" Luffy asked with a furrowed brow.

"Ace's captain. Edward Newgate... or Whitebeard," Rosan explained.

"Wow... Ace's captain is really old!" the rubber boy exclaimed.

"Yeah, he's around 90."

"Pretty sure he's a little younger then that," Sabo chimed in. "I'd say around 80."

Everyone balked at the conversation between the three.

For them to so brazenly speak about the Whitebeard like that was insanity! Didn't they know who they were speaking of!

"Talking about Pops like this in front of all of us..." Marco sighed.

"Ace was right, they really are fearless and reckless," Vista chuckled in amusement.

Whitebeard gazed at the brothers and laughed. "You brats really are cheeky! No wonder Ace is a stubborn and fearless fool! He's grown in an environment full of it!"

"Watch it old man."

Ace ignored that insult to his character and gnashed his teeth.

"GET OUTTA HERE ALL OF YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" he shouted at them all.

"You're our brother, Ace! We'll never leave you behind!" Luffy said strongly, beginning to stretch his bruised body as he prepared for battle.

"I just got my memories back, Ace! We have too much lost time to make up and that's not happening if you die here! I missed you all and we can't catch up like this!" Sabo declared.

"Gurarara! It was my mistake to send you on that mission alone," Whitebeard announced. "It's only right that I make up for it and save my son!"

Ace balked at that. "But you didn't send me on..."

"Yeah we did! We underestimated him!" Marco grinned sheepishly.

"It was silly on our part Ace! We hope you can forgive us," Jozu said seriously.

Ace listened to the various noises of agreement and bowed his head, hating how vulnerable he was right now.

Rosan glared at his brother in fury. "I already made a promise to myself that I'd never leave you behind again. Whether you're the son of the world's most dangerous pirate, a pirate apart of the world's strongest man's crew… or a criminal worth being executed for his crimes, you will always be my little brother first, Portgas D. Ace."

The redhead transformed back to his human form as he finished that statement and he stared at the stunned Ace with a firm resolve in his eyes. He gently flapped his wings and glared at the entirety of the World Government.

Ace felt himself choke up at that, tears building in his eyes at how earnest his oldest brother sounded...

At how vulnerable he currently looked.

The sheer concern and resolve in Rosan's gaze… it was a far cry from his emotionless brother or even the brother he had encountered at Alabasta.

And behind that unwavering resolve, there was the exact same terror Ace currently felt, reflected in his brothers oh so expressive eyes.

The way they shined...

"You really did get your emotions back..." Ace said softly.

"And I won't lose them again," Rosan told him firmly. "That means I have to save you. I can't lose anyone else," he swore.

Rosan… Rosan had found what he was looking for just like Ace had found what he had been searching for and the result was his impossibly stubborn older brother, who would never abandon him again.

But... if Ace died, didn't that mean he'd have killed Rosan too? If Ace was really so important to Rosan, then that meant he really did have to survive here.

"Emotions?" Sengoku thought with a frown.

Did Rosan somehow have a way to shut off his emotions... no that wasn't quite right. He didn't sound like he could control it...

The Iris were heavily emotional, so something had caused this boy to lose all of that? Was that why he had been so demonic in nature with the atrocities he committed?

There were far too many mysteries involving Rosan. And those mysteries would remain mysteries.

Rosan stared coolly ahead. Unintimidated by the vast amount of Marines gazing down at him.

"Be careful Sabo and Luffy. Saving Ace is our #1 priority, but don't die to achieve that. I'll do my part to keep you alive," Rosan told them.

Sabo nodded seriously, sparks rolling off his body as he released his grip on Rosan's arm and disappeared in a thunderous boom.

"ACE!" Luffy roared, launching himself forward with reckless abandon. He was expertly ignoring all his injuries so Rosan would have to pay close attention to his littlest brother.

But despite that, Rosan did not follow them.

His wings flapped idly as he glared at the Marines.

His skillset wasn't one many people could deal with and he was going to take full advantage of that by causing nonstop mayhem…

The more enemies there were, the better Rosan performed.

In the middle of a war?

They would soon understand that Rosan was war.

Though, it seemed that they were rather wary of him already because Rosan immediately put up an arm to block the kick aimed at his head.

The speed at which it was delivered, sent him flying backwards and the redhead grunted in annoyance as he laid eyes on Kizaru.

"Scaryyy… you're already a lot stronger than when we last met. How is that even possible?" the Admiral drawled, leg still outstretched.

"I guess I should be honored that an Admiral is already on the move for me," Rosan grunted. "But this doesn't look good for you, you know? One of your three Admirals, attacking a mere humble scout."

Kizaru didn't even look phased. "And you could even block that. This new generation sure is tough."

Rosan said nothing, merely shaking his arm a bit as armament and his raid suit shielded him well.

Without them, his arm would have been in a lot worse condition.

Kizaru remained suspended in air for a moment and Rosan deduced that he couldn't fly like the redhead could…

But that didn't matter because Kizaru was so fucking fast.

It didn't matter if he couldn't fly like Rosan could because he could just displace himself with his ability.

Rosan could anticipate Kizaru's move. It wasn't hard to anticipate that the man was going to close the distance between them, but he was just far too fast to react to.

He grunted as the man transformed into a beam of light and the redhead immediately fortified himself, knowing it was foolish to attempt to dodge.

The kick landed squarely on his stomach and Rosan grit his teeth in fury. He lashed out to grab the Admiral but even with armament, it didn't make it any easier to hit him.

He was rewarded with a laser that slammed into him with extreme force. It would have pierced him, but Rosan's armament had gotten far better due to the trashings Hancock had often given him.

So instead of getting pierced, it exploded on his damn body instead.

Rosan spat out blood and glared furiously at Kizaru.

Against an Admiral... Rosan wasn't strong enough to defeat one.

But if he could get one hit...

"Hm? Do you need me again? I can end things in a single hit," Pestilence offered with a maniacal grin.

"Yeah," Rosan said gruffly, eyes flickering black as he prepared to bait Kizaru in.

Just a single hit was all he needed and he'd take out one of the World Government's strongest forces —

A blue blur dashed past Rosan, colliding with Kizaru immediately and stopping the Admirals assault on the redhead.

Pestilence huffed and Mod let out a sigh of relief, as the black vanished from his eyes.

"Ace wasn't kidding! You really are insane! Showing up the Whitebeard Pirates isn't something a lot of people would want to do!" Marco the Phoenix laughed, clashing with Kizaru's leg using his own.

"Marco the Phoenix," Rosan said idly, nodding towards the man with the Mythical Zoan.

"The Red Devil!" Marco grinned, disengaging with Kizaru and flapping towards Rosan. "Ace never shuts up about you or Straw Hat over there!"

If the situation were less dire, Rosan would proceed to tell tale after embarrassing tale of he and his brothers upbringing.

But that would have to wait for later.

"We'll chat after all this is over. There's a lot I'd like to say to you guys," Marco said kindly, sensing the tension in Rosan's shoulder. "Pops wants to talk to you and Straw Hat really quick. He really wanted to meet the two Ace talks so highly about."

Rosan was about to deny the request but merely took a deep breath and nodded.

It would be incredibly beneficial if he got along with the Pirates trying to save Ace. This would allow them to better coordinate their efforts and that would increase their chances of getting his brother.

The redhead glared at his enemies, already stewing up plans to inflict the most amount of damage before he turned towards Whitebeard and soared to his location.

Rosan landed in front of the gigantic Emperor with a frown.

"Whitebeard," Rosan said bluntly, gauging the old man up and down.

He was dwarfed by the World's Strongest Man. Whitebeard was a gigantic person who's figure heavily belied his old age. Despite being decades older than Rosan, there was an aura to the man that had his senses on full alert.

"So you're the brat who's my foolish son's oldest brother!" Whitebeard commented.

"My name is Rosan. Don't call me brat again," the redhead bit out with narrowed eyes, watching the ongoings with a razor sharp gaze.

His gaze immediately locked onto Luffy a ways away and he watched in satisfaction as his brother effortlessly pushed through the weaker Marines.

"Gurarara! Seems like all of you are as fearless as that fool!" the Emperor laughed, gazing out at Marineford with a mulling expression.

Finally, it seemed like the Emperor came to his decision on what he was about to do.

Rosan tensed up as Whitebeard clenched his fist, before slamming them against the air, causing cracks to appear.

The Gura Gura no mi… widely considered to be the most powerful Paramecia to exist. It was a fruit that wielded the power to destroy the world…

And Whitebeard was showcasing that fact right now.

Rosan watched with a surprised gaze as the seas erupted. The waters began shuddering, forming into an actual seaquake due to the sheer power that Whitebeard exhibited.

The seas began rising so high, it almost looked as if it might consume all of Marineford and Rosan shuddered excitedly at the strength behind it all. The force was actually shaking the area around.

To think that he was capable of such an effortless feat at his age… Rosan wondered just how strong Whitebeard had been when he was younger.

Widespread panic and confusion ensued as people fell from lack of proper balance.

"The Red Devil. I heard Sengoku call you Rocks. Is that true?" Whitebeard asked bluntly, standing straight as if he hadn't caused such mayhem so quickly.

Rosan perked up at that. This could be a good way to get more information for Robin...

"Yeah, that's right. I don't claim the name, but my birth father had it. I heard you and him sailed the same ship, under my uncle."

Whitebeard mulled that over. "So you're that brat Cutter's son then… I didn't think the brat would have a brat."

"Seems like it," Rosan nodded.

Whitebeard gazed down at the redhead with a curious expression. "My time on that ship was nothing impressive. Just a bunch of fools whose interests aligned. That Cutter was just a snot nosed brat at the time too, always clinging to his older brother."

The redhead tilted his head at that, turning back towards the battlefield.

"I heard about the people in that crew. How does something like that even fail?" Rosan asked curiously.

"Gurarara! It was a long time ago! Things might have been different if it happened a few more years into the future," Whitebeard informed him. "But that was a time long before you were born."

"Yeah. I don't care about it. I just wanna know for someone else," Rosan said truthfully, gazing directly at his brother. "The only thing I care about is making sure all my brothers get out of here safely. You can give me the answers I want afterwards."

"A family man just like me!" Whitebeard chuckled, right as the world began shaking again.

Rosan peered around at that.

"Due to the seaquakes he formed, a gigantic tsunami is about to strike Marineford," Mod explained, slightly awed by the power of Whitebeard's Devil Fruit.

"Old age barely slows any of these people down," Ram mentioned in disbelief.

This was incredible! Ram couldn't wait until the old generation saw Father upend all of their power! It would be glorious!

Rosan agreed, gazing at the towering tsunamis with a half lidded gaze.

If those crashed, it would do great in softening up the Marines for him. In fact with all that water on them...

"I'm going to do everything in my power to get Ace back, Whitebeard. This is my only warning to you and your crew if any of my attacks hit them. I'd like it if we cooperated to save him so I won't attempt to actively harm them... but some things are unavoidable," Rosan said softly. "I apologize in advance."

Whitebeard gazed back at the redhead and snorted.

He sure had a lot of guts. There truly wasn't an ounce of fear in this boy.

Fools, all of them... but Whitebeard liked fools.

"Audacious brat," Whitebeard said in amusement. "My men are strong! Go wild and save my precious son! Rescuing Ace is all of our goals here!"

Rosan nodded, eyes narrowed as he saw a familiar figure dash forward to answer the ensuing tsunamis.

"Ice Age."

Aokiji spread both arms out, beams of solid ice shooting out and connecting to the twin tsunami's.

Slowly but surely, the giant waves stopped in their path, freezing over completely at the hands of the Admiral.

A familiar chill went down Rosan's spine as the fruit used to freeze him solid, made quick work of the Tsunami's that were going to devastate Marineford.

"The Admirals are our biggest obstacles in rescuing Ace," Rosan thought warily.

If he wanted to get Ace, he'd have to clash with them and he would always lose an outright clash... so he'd have to innovate.

That was fine. Most of Rosan's opponents could thank the fact that he was a fighter with integrity. He rarely used underhanded tactics...

But that flew out of the window if he was up against an opponent who was far stronger than him.

Or if his family was in danger. Considering both were currently happening right now, Rosan was willing to become the most underhanded person on the planet.

Aokiji took aim at Whitebeard and shot out several spears of ice towards Rosan and Whitebeard. They flew through the air with expert accuracy, intent on impaling both of them through.

"Ice Block: Partisan."

Rosan's eyes narrowed and he held out a single gloved hand towards the airborne man.

Without any warning, a thick massive beam of red energy shot out of the redhead's hand. The wave crashed through the ice spears and into Aokiji, breaking apart the Logia's body before it began reforming again.

"What scary rate of improvement," Aokiji muttered tiredly, gazing unfazed at the scowling Rosan.

It had not been that long ago, where Aokiji had frozen the redhead solid. But even now he could see the visible improvements in Rosan.

What a scary kid.

The Admiral only had a moment to react, covering his entire body in ice, as a tremor crashed into his body, courtesy of Whitebeard.

His icy body broke apart and soared towards the water below. Almost as soon as the Logia crashed against it, the entire bay began to freeze over, keeping every single Pirate ship trapped…

But it also had the benefit of giving the pirates a place to stand on.

"Our ships are trapped! This is blocking off our exit!" A pirate exclaimed.

Rosan gazed at the ice below before turning towards Whitebeard.

"I'll help you for this but afterwards, I'm only focusing on making it to Ace," Rosan told the Emperor.

Whitebeard raised a brow at that. "What are you about to do, brat?"

"Nothing special. I'm just showcasing my strengths," Rosan said calmly, leaping off the ship and onto the ice below.

"Hmhmhm that's right. Much like how I am Pestilence, you Rosan… you are War. You are made to strike fear into armies, to make them feel powerless. It is your job to overwhelm them with brute strength."

Mod merely frowned at that. "You are no weapon of War, Rosan... you simply have areas that you specialize in. Show them that this is one of them."

Pestilence raised a brow at that but said nothing.

Rosan's eyes flashed and he palmed the ice.

"Modify: Form," was all he thought.

Not a single person could keep the shock off their face, as the Red Devil palmed the ice made from Aokiji and transformed it.

W-What on earth had he just done?! This strange technique... just what was he doing?!

It began turning granite gray and it took them a moment to realize that the entire terrain of ice was being turned into… stone?!

"Hmph," Rosan scoffed, standing up straight as he dusted the ice off his body.

"W-What…?" A random Marine stammered, looking at Rosan's display with horrified eyes.

"B-But I thought he was a Mythical Zoan?!"

"That's quite the fruit you have," Whitebeard commented idly, gazing at the display with an impressed expression.

He had never seen such a thing in all his years. Rosan was displaying far too many different abilities that gave no hint as to what his fruit was beyond transforming into a dragon.

"You'll probably learn more about it as this war drags on. Depending on how useful you are, I'll even tell you," Rosan grunted, flapping once as sparks began covering his body.

"Gurarara! You're even worse than Ace is! No wonder you're the oldest of the brats!" Whitebeard rumbled in amusement.

Rosan snorted. "Jinbe! Watch Luffy for me please!"

"Leave it to me. I will keep him alive," the fishman nodded and dashed forward to meet the rubber boy.

"You too Iva! Push forward and carve a path!" Rosan barked.

"So commanding red boy! But I'll do it!" Iva shouted back.

With Luffy accounted for, Rosan nodded his head and prepared himself for the assault on Marineford.

With what he was planning on doing, he wouldn't be surprised at all if he became the focus of a lot of people's attention... but Rosan was fine with that.

He was the star of the show after all. It was natural that he'd attract their eyes.

As Rosan prepared to take off into the sky, his senses suddenly went haywire and he whirled immediately.

A massive gust of wind crashed into the sand sent careening towards Whitebeard and Rosan scowled at the furious Crocodile, sending the coarse element in every direction.

"CROCOBOY?!" Iva shouted in surprise.

What on earth was he doing here?! Last Iva checked, the man was no longer a Warlord, bounty inflating drastically due to no longer working under the World Government!

Part of Sengoku was hopeful that Crocodile was here to enact revenge on Whitebeard and that if he were distracting the Red Devil, then Rosan would not be able to do those devastating widespread techniques of his…

Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed instantly.

Crocodile met Rosan's gaze and they glared at each other, before the former Warlord disengaged from the redhead with a sneer.

He gazed at the surprised Iva warily.

"I hope you aren't here to cause trouble, Crocoboy!" Iva exclaimed with narrowed eyes.

Crocodile sneered at the okama.

"No one… and I mean no one, is killing this damn redhead unless it's me," he swore, glaring at Rosan with murderous eyes.

Crocodile hated Rosan even more than he hated Whitebeard and he'd be damned if the redhead killed him before he got to enact his revenge.

If that meant showing up to the war to survive, then that's what he'd do. He had gathered those spineless cowards that were his subordinates and they had set a course for Marineford.

Alvida and Daz Bones watched in horror at Crocodile's actions. Did he seriously not care about their last encounter?!

Would Rosan kill them all if Crocodile kept this up?!

Rosan merely scoffed at him, running a hand through his shoulder length hair. "That's so sweet of you darling. I'm touched that you're so possessive of me but I'm already taken by someone I'd much rather tongue," the redhead sneered.

"Watch your tongue redhead. You're next after I finish my business here," the former warlord snarled violently, vanishing in a gust of sand. He immediately leapt into the fray and it didn't take long at all for Crocodile to begin causing mayhem.

Rosan watched him go with a sneer, before rocketing into the sky, red sparks pulsing off his body.

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Then, complete mayhem began all at the ends of Rosan and Crocodile... two people who hated each other.

A miniature sandstorm formed onto the battlefield, following the rampaging Crocodile… and a thunderstorm of red lightning came crashing from the heavens, courtesy of the rampaging Rosan.

"Sables Pequeno."

"EMP: Storm."

The two elements clashed against each other, vying for control over the battlefield and subsequently causing the unfortunate people to become collateral. They were swept up in the elements, screaming as they were either battered by the sands or struck by the unnaturally colored lightning.

"They're working together?!" Sengoku balked in disbelief.

But… how?! That didn't make any sense! The Straw Hats were the ones who defeated Crocodile! Why wasn't he attacking Rosan? Why did they seem to have exceptional teamwork?!

Why the hell wasn't anything making sense to him? For what reason did Crocodile have to side with them over the World Government?!

Knowing him, he wouldn't even show up! So what was the reason behind this?!

Rosan gazed coolly at the battlefield below him, watching as the stronger marines tried to weather his storm of lightning. His element took a much larger scope than Crocodile's so he watched from his perch in the sky as he created his own thunderstorm and aimed it at the Marines.

He watched them scramble about, desperately dodging his storm with frantic levels panic.

The worst part, was that Rosan was too high above for them to reach him.

The redhead stretched out his hands and began utterly bombarding the forces with continuous red blasts.

"SOMEONE STOP THE RED DEVIL!"

"HOW?! HOW CAN WE STOP HIM! WE CAN'T EVEN REACH HIM!"

"FORGET HIM! STOP THAT LIGHTNING MAN! WHO EVEN IS THAT?!"

"I DON'T KNOW! NO ONE SAID ANYTHING ABOUT A MAN HAVING A LIGHTNING LOGIA!"

Rosan listened to their panic with a neutral expression, merely fueling the storm with more energy so that it could remain sustained.

He wasn't the strongest one here. No, not yet. He would eventually become the strongest but that was not right now.

Even though he wasn't the strongest, that didn't change the fact that he was almost certainly the most annoying and his skillset was perfect for War.

Although that did come with downsides that Rosan accounted for.

Such as becoming a primary target. It was only natural that they realized just how effective he was as their enemy. If they left Rosan to his own devices, it didn't matter if he weren't the strongest one here, he'd have crippled them dramatically.

It was only a matter of time before someone chose to attack him.

Rosan watched with a surprised gaze, as a giant fist of magma of all things flew through the air to try and collide into him.

"So I've been attacked by all 3 Admirals now... how fortunate for me."

"You are attracting enough attention to divert their focus... but not enough to make them commit to attacking you. It's perfect right now so long as you can dodge."

He grunted and angled himself downward, blurring through the air and landing directly on the floor as the magma sailed harmlessly through the air..

Almost as soon as Rosan reached the bottom, he was swarmed by Marines that recognized that he was the root source of all the distress that had fallen on them.

It was natural that they'd want to neutralize him... but did they really plan on doing that by sending so many weaklings after him?

Didn't they understand? Rosan thrived against multiple enemies that weren't stronger than him. After the events that led to him getting captured at 8 years old, he had honed his craft and welcomed the hoard.

He weaved through a wild swing from a sword swinging Marine and held out a hand, vaporizing the offenders head with the ensuing blast.

But it didn't stop there. His attack went through the bodies of at least 4 other people, killing them on impact and causing the others attacking him, to freeze in horror.

Rosan leapt above someone lunging at him, wings spreading as he remained airborne.

"You foot soldiers are not strong enough to stop me," Rosan said softly, sparking red with electricity.

"EMP: Burst."

A momentarily silence befell the battlefield, as a giant dome of electricity erupted from Rosan's position, catching everyone's attention… and catching everyone unfortunate enough to be close to him.

The dome of electricity grew steadily larger, causing people to scramble in an urge to get away.

Eventually it settled and all they saw, was the peaceful visage of the Red Devil. He was gazing at his hand, sparks still flying off of him.

Then he gazed directly at Ace with that peaceful face, eyes expressing a completely different emotion and glowing with clear insanity.

"What is he?!" Sengoku thought in disbelief. He thought he had a good measure of the Red Devil's strength... but it seemed as if not a single report was enough to capture the full scope of his abilities.

This was absurd! From the moment Rosan had shown up to the battlefield, he alone managed to swing the advantage over to the pirates.

Not to mention his Devil Fruit! What was it?! He wasn't even transformed at the moment! What type of dragon gave him such dominant control over all these elements? What Mythical Zoan was this?!

Such a versatile range of abilities. It was disturbing to think that the Red Devil had hardly been showcasing all he was capable of doing

...Was his Devil Fruit even a Zoan?

It had to be... they watched the redhead show up as a dragon! But what type of dragon was that?

An obsidian black dragon with red streaks... Sengoku just didn't know but what he did know, was that Rosan alone was taking too much of his attention.

He wouldn't even deign to mention the actual lightning Logia user blazing through their forces with New World level expertise.

Who the hell was that supposed to be?! Was the Red Devil hiding such a powerful member this entire time?! The Goro Goro no Mi hadn't been accounted for in years! How did this man suddenly have such an ability?

Headache after headache was forming for Sengoku and what should have been a brutal albeit completely winnable war, suddenly turned into a battle with unknown variables.

Rosan looked at the charred bodies surrounding him with a half lidded expression, leaning back slightly to avoid a slow sword swipe.

His eyes sharpened in the blink of an eye and he lunged but before he could properly retaliate, a plume of smoke soared towards his location, followed by chains that tried to restrain him.

He jumped over them, floating in the air slightly and ignoring the hail of bullets colliding with his body.

"Well what a surprise," Rosan said coldly, gazing at the Marines from Alabasta with a narrowed gaze. "Here to stop me?" he asked idly, removing his gaze from them and taking immediate note of Sabo and Luffy.

Sabo was locked in combat with 3 Vice Admirals, sparking blue as he easily warded them off.

In only a matter of moments, he erupted in electricity and zipped around, landing devastating blows to each of their heads with a pipe and continuing forward without looking back.

Meanwhile, Luffy, Iva and Jinbe were charging ahead, making short work of anyone that came after them. His little brother was a whirlwind of limbs, using every part of his body to blaze a path forward.

His recklessness was being guarded well by both the fishman and okama and Rosan trusted them to continue protecting his brother.

Due to how much attention Rosan was attracting, they had a much easier time pushing ahead so that meant he was doing his job perfectly well.

Unfortunately, that magma attack meant that his Storm ran out of fuel and he was sure it would continue to pester him if he went up there again... Whenever Rosan made his presence overwhelmingly clear, one of the Admirals saw it fit to stop him.

He wouldn't push his luck further. In and out, he'd continue to exert his pressure over the battlefield until Ace was back in their grasp.

"I won't toy with you like with what happened in Alabasta," Rosan warned quietly, sparks already rolling off his body. "I have important things I need to do. Take the life you were miraculously given and fight someone else. I don't have time for you."

He watched the swordsman girl, her name was Tashigi he thinks, regard him with a firm expression, but that didn't take away from the shaking of her frame. Despite the resolve in her eyes, there was a true terror there.

It seemed like their encounter had been firmly embedded in her mind for a long time. He wondered how often they thought of what he had done...

After all, Rosan had only thought of them when Aokiji brought them up back at Long Ring Long Land.

"We can't let you run amok, Red Devil," Smoker said sternly, aiming his jitei at the redhead.

"We underestimated you at Alabasta… but things have changed," Hina said softly.

Tashigi said nothing, aiming her sword at the redhead.

"Do you think you can fight me with fear clouding your hearts?" Rosan asked curiously, watching the slight tremors through her body.

"I've gotten much stronger since Alabasta. You already couldn't stop me then, what makes you think you can stop me now? Is your rate of growth faster than mine?" he asked curiously.

Smoker gripped his jitei tighter. "I was confused on why you hated the World Government so much... but after hearing what the Fleet Admiral said..."

"Hina understands where your coming from," she said truthfully. "You are right, corruption runs deep..."

"But we can't let you continue this warpath of yours," Smoker said resolutely. "You have my sincerest apologies for not fulfilling my duties in the East Blue, but that doesn't change the fact that this tirade of yours is unjust."

Rosan peered at them. "You believe that my desire to save my brother is unjust? Even after everything you heard?"

"...No, your needless massacre of the Marines are. These people are good men," Hina said firmly, chains snaking out of her body.

"Hmph, it seems you've taken serious consideration of my words since our last encounter," Rosan said softly. "Good. I'm trying to be better but it's hard to show such a thing in the middle of a war. After I save my brother, I will change."

The redhead turned away from them, continuing his path towards Ace with a firm resolve and ignoring the Marines.

"We're at completely different levels of power… save us both the trouble and stay out of my way. Focus on surviving and redeeming yourselves, Marines," he said mercifully.

"No," Tashigi denied passionately, making Rosan pause in his gait.

The redhead turned towards them with a terrifyingly chilly expression, no emotion on his face. Sparks began surging through his body, glowing an ominous shade of red.

"Is that so?" Rosan asked curiously.

"That's right," Smoker said resolutely.

"If we let you do whatever you want, what would we be?" Hina stated quietly.

Rosan's eyes flashed.

"Alive."

The redhead lunged with murderous eyes, intent on killing them all instantly and being done with it…

He leapt above the plume of smoke, two balls of electricity forming on his palms.

Hina hastily summoned a cage of chains, intent on trapping Rosan but the redhead used the cages as a platform to skate on, leaping onto it and gliding across.

Their eyes widened as one of those palms aimed at her —

Only for him to suddenly stop his attack and launch himself backwards. He was just in time, avoiding a foot that had far too much power packed into it.

Great, another force showing interest in him.

"Fuffuffuf! Outta my way, Marines! I've been waiting to meet the Red Devil for a long time and I'm not disappointed!"

Rosan's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of his attacker and he huffed in annoyance.

It was a tall man with short blonde hair, a pink feather coat dominating his figure and a pair of curved sunglasses.

"Donquixote Doflamingo," Rosan grunted, eyes narrowed as he stared across the man. "What business do you have with me?"

"Entertainment purposes!" Doflamingo grinned widely. "Everytime I see the news, you and your crew are in it! I've almost been losing patience at not meeting you yet!"

"Not to mention, I heard of what you did at Jaya! You attacked a crew flying my flag after all!"

Rosan stared at him. "Oh you mean the Bellamy Pirates," he said quietly, clenching his fist.

"Don't have weaklings fly your flag and make sure those weaklings understand the pecking order next time."

But to no shock at all to Rosan (he was getting good at identifying the freaks) Doflamingo laughed at his words and only widened his grin.

"That's true! I was quite disappointed in their performance as well but they had quite the words to say about you. A real devil... is that true?" Doffy asked sarcastically.

"You'll find out that I'm far worse, Heavenly Demon," Rosan warned, eyes narrowed as his wings flexed.

He rocketed off into the sky immediately, brows furrowing as Doffy outstretched his hands and pursued.

Rosan's exceptional vision narrowed at that and he activated Modification, grunting as an almost invisible line flew out of Doffy's fingers…

Upon closer inspection, Rosan could see that some were latched onto the air of all things. His brows pursed in confusion at his observation and he tried to understand the logic behind it, flying further and further away from the battlefield.

He was forced to abandon his observing in order to evade a single line rushing to his body, courtesy of Doflamingo aiming a finger at him.

"The Ito Ito no mi."

Strings? Rosan's brows furrowed. What was he doing with strings?

"You dodged that?" Doflamingo pondered in some surprise. "Quite the rookie we have here. You're already impressing me, Red Devil!"

"I don't have time to play games with you, Doflamingo. This may be entertaining to you but it's not something I have time for. Why not just wait for after this war and then we can properly meet?" Rosan scowled.

Naturally, his words left the man utterly unfazed.

"Fufufufu! You're just too interesting and I do have my duties as a Warlord to attend to! You've completely stolen the show from Whitebeard of all people since showing up, so that makes you a valuable target!" Doflamingo grinned.

"You're boldly making an enemy of me, Doflamingo. I hope you don't regret that in the future. I won't forget a single soul who stops me from saving my brother," Rosan growled in annoyance and launched himself backwards through the air, as Doffy closed the distance immediately between the two.

A string slashed across his body at such speeds, Rosan wasn't able to properly prepare for it and he watched as the razor sharp material caused a line of blood to appear across his body.

"I don't want to kill you. No you're far too interesting for that," Doflamingo chuckled, shooting out another string that Rosan got clipped by. "I want to see how desperate you get to save your brother."

"So he's a sadist. Naturally," Rosan thought, spitting out blood as the strings caused more lines of blood to appear on him.

They were so sharp that not even his Raid Suit was able to properly defend against it.

Rosan outstretched his hands, revealing the two balls of electricity that he never got rid of and he released his attack.

The orbs exploded in a large web of chasing electricity, covering the entire area ahead of Rosan and catching some of the strings racing towards him.

"Hm? What exactly is your Devil Fruit?" Doflamingo asked curiously, watching as the webs of electricity converged on his position. "Spider Web."

A string of webs flew out, blocking Doflamingo from getting struck by its electrical equivalent.

"If I tell you will you leave?" Rosan asked genuinely, taking flight even higher.

"Hmhmhm! I have other ways to get you to speak! You aren't getting rid of me that easily!" Doflamingo cackled.

Rosan sighed. "Maybe I should be more glad I wasn't born a girl. I'm beginning to fear how many people are interested in me," he said quietly.

"You're telling me. That's what I say everytime I look at Rosanna."

"Rosanna seriously is too hot. No wonder mother enjoys kissing the both of you."

"Why the fuck are you both also calling her Rosanna like she's a different person?"

Rosan sighed and ascended higher, rushing past the clouds in the sky and glaring down at Doflamingo.

His cuts were healing, leaving him unharmed and he opened his mouth.

At the same time, swirling winds formed around his hands.

"Annihilation!" he snarled, letting loose a heavy stream of fire.

Then, as it flew through the air, Rosan clapped his hands, allowing the swirling winds to fly free with wild eyes.

"Streamline," he hissed.

The two elements collided, seamlessly transforming into a raging torrent of billowing flames that consumed the air around.

Doflamingo watched with an impressed gaze and he launched himself away from the mass of fire and wind.

Rosan watched the affairs in slight confusion.

Doflamingo wasn't climbing any higher... in fact it looked like after his attack, the Warlord was a little lower than before...

The redhead narrowed his eyes before they widened in realization and he flew even further away from the battlefield.

He was pursued by the Heavenly Demon

Rosan grunted as he weathered a hellishly strong kick from the Warlord and he exploded in electricity that Doflamingo calmly backed away from, wide grin of ease still on his face.

But that grin lessened slightly at the triumphant look in Rosan's eyes.

"Word of advice Joker..." Rosan began with a sneer.

Doffy's smile instantly vanished at that, replaced by clear shock at the sudden name drop.

How the hell did the Red Devil know his identity?! That was impossible! How could he possibly have figured that out?!

"...Don't fight a person in their domain, with such an obvious weakness," Rosan snarled victoriously.

Then, he exploded in a burst of not electricity… but wind.

The winds around him grew heavy and began swirling around the pirates, getting heavier and heavier.

"Whirlwind."

The sky around the two began to be consumed by the strong winds and Rosan huffed, as Doflamingo remained undamaged by the attack.

Doflamingo's confusion at the ineffective technique only lasted for a split second, as he suddenly realized exactly why Rosan had done this move.

Him suddenly descending towards the floor was proof of that.

"You attach those strings to the clouds around," Rosan observed, speaking above the whirlwind. "Unfortunately for you, I have methods to get rid of these annoying clouds."

"That's why you dragged me away from the battlefield," Doflamingo mused even as he fell towards the ocean. "Don't think this is over, Red Devil… I'm going to find out how you know such a thing."

"I'll be glad to entertain you after I save my brother," Rosan scowled, turning his gaze towards the battlefield once more.

Admiral Kizaru was likely distracted… there wouldn't be many people who could answer him in the skies consistently…

Rosan's gaze flashed cruelly.

Time to be even more annoying then.

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Maro bit her lip nervously. "So that's Joker? Donquixote Doflamingo?" she mumbled in confusion.

She wasn't aware that Joker was the Warlord. Master must have not deemed it important enough to tell her.

"So that's him..." Aiko muttered, gazing at the screen in blatant concern and allowing Akemi to squeeze her for reassurance.

That didn't change the fact that she herself was deathly nervous. Rosan had already been attacked by three Admirals, a former Warlord and a current Warlord.

Their lovable redhead was attracting enough attention to make them all nervous. It was incredibly nerve wracking.

"Joker?" Zala asked softly, clutching Demon's right arm in reassurance.

"Who is that?" Mikita asked curiously, placing a palm on his lap reassuringly.

"An underground broker," Demon answered quietly.

Aiko nodded. "No one knows who he was before, but he's the most influential underworld broker in the world. Now it makes sense why they say he even has dealings with an Emperor," she muttered.

The Queen of Fregate herself wasn't a stranger to the workings of the Underworld. She had some subordinates that participated in its dealings and if it was incredibly important, she tended to send Rosan himself because he would ensure nothing traced back to her.

"Why are you interested in that, my queen?" Kaori asked.

She had been offered the chance to watch after Rosan had encountered and freed Jinbe from her prison. She could admit that she had shed more than a few tears at hearing that Jinbe was proud of her.

Sure she still resented Rosan for killing her father but... that was a small part of her that would never go away. A larger part of her respected and admired the redhead's strength and capacity to love. Seeing how much he loved and adored the three rulers of the island that she loved made it hard to truly hate him.

And when he said he was only freeing Jinbe because he was Kaori's teacher... that had flattered her tremendously.

Kaori had no idea Rosan held her in any type of regard. It was... enlightening.

He also mentioned bringing Jinbe over to her for no other reason than the fact that Kaori missed him. Angel loved to mention that Rosan did little things that no one asked for, but appreciated, all the time and she was beginning to see that.

She might actually like the redhead now. He didn't have to bring Jinbe over at all but he had done so just because it would make her happy.

So she was rooting for him wholeheartedly, hoping that he accomplished his mission because underneath that demon, was truly a sweetheart of a boy.

"Well, I'm interested in Joker because Master stole my Devil Fruit from him," Maro mentioned truthfully.

There was a tense pause at that.

"Rosan did what?!" Zala exclaimed in surprise.

"Given the context of who Joker is now... yeah he's nuts," Aiko grunted, ensuring that Akemi blinked. Her little sister had hardly said a word, just watching the screen with enraptured eyes. She only flinched when Rosan killed someone but otherwise, her eyes were glued.

"Maro..." Perona suddenly said. "When did you eat your Devil Fruit?" she asked warily.

Maro blinked and pondered that question.

"When I was 11. 12 years ago," she informed them.

"So you and Rosan have been enemies with Doflamingo for 12 years...?" Mikita wondered in horror.

"More like just Master. He stole the fruit long before we met," Maro answered. "Doflamingo doesn't know what fruit we stole and he doesn't know I ate it. He doesn't even know Master and I's true identity."

They mulled that over with pensive expressions.

It did seem like Doflamingo had no idea who Rosan was...

"He's very creative. He was weaker than Doflamingo but fought smarter," Kaori pointed out, looking impressed at the redhead who was healing his wounds.

Maro nodded. "We're lucky that Master never feels the need to fight underhanded. He finds it more fun to beat someone with his might... but right now all that matters to him —"

"—Is Ace," Angel finished quietly, squeezing Maro with a look of concern.

"When Master finds no enjoyment in the battles he's partaking in... that's when he's scariest," Demon whispered. "It means he's going to do whatever it takes to win."

As they watched the redhead's figure grow once more, all of his former enemies shuddered in unison.

"I'm glad he never used that against me," Marianne muttered.

Everyone nodded sagely.

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Sengoku thought Doflamingo dealing with Rosan was the end of the Red Devil's constant annoyance and cast him out of his mind.

Formidable he may be, the redhead was not at the level to be able to deal with someone like the eccentric Warlord.

Well, that's what he would have been thinking at least, until he felt a presence behind him…

Right above Marine Headquarters.

Sengoku whirled around instantly and witnessed the sight of one Portgas D. Rosan, fully transformed into a dragon, glaring down at Marineford Town with pure malice in his gaze.

And the worst part was, he already had his attack fully charged.

It was an utterly gigantic orb being formed from his maw, shuddering with multiple unstable energies that were not meant to be combined with each other and Sengoku realized that it was ready to fire.

How did he manage to sneak over so quickly?! What happened to Doflamingo?!

It was dawning on him that while yes, the Red Devil was nowhere near the strongest person here… he was far stronger than they were lead to believe and it led to them vastly underestimating what he was truly able to do.

It was no wonder he was capable of running through Enies Lobby and a majority of the Grand Line…

The Red Devil was a new world level pirate with a quite frankly, overwhelming skill set for most people to handle. Versatility was a formidable power all in itself and it seemed like he had an answer for every scenario he was put in.

While not terribly strong just yet, it did not change the fact that most people could not handle him... and it did not change the fact that when he did become terribly strong, very few people would be able to handle it.

With all he was capable of, Sengoku would even consider his abilities more dangerous than a Logia but that was to be expected... he wielded the most dangerous class of Devil Fruit.

Most of all however, the Red Devil was grossly intelligent because it was only now that Sengoku was learning, that 300 million was not a good enough bounty for the shadow of the Straw Hats…

Shadow was an apt term for him. Rosan spent all this time, manipulating the type of information that got out about him. No one knew what his Devil Fruit was, no one knew what he was truly capable of… hell no one even knew what he was doing after he separated from Nico Robin.

Even now, Sengoku only knew how formidable he was because of what he now believed was a mistake on Rosan's part, where he destroyed the Marine based of the late Nezumi...

Without that slip up, how little information would Sengoku know about the redhead?

The answer was none. Most of what Sengoku knew, stemmed from that moment and Rosan's battle with Smoker and Hina... without that he wouldn't know anything.

But Sengoku knew one thing…

Portgas D. Rosan truly despised the World Government with every fiber of his being and he was making that known to the world.

They needed to shut the footage now.

"DOOMSDAY!" Rosan roared behind the enemy lines, causing everyone to whirl towards the gigantic dragon.

Once more, everyone found themselves pausing as Rosan brought all the attention to himself again.

"W-What...?" a Marine whimpered in terror.

Mouths opened in horror, as an utterly enormous ball of something crashed into Marineford Town without any hesitation.

Tremors went through Marineford and the people alike, as a truly giant dome of elements engulfed the area.

How... how was such destructive power possible...? Wasn't the Red Devil a rookie pirate?

"What the hell?" Marco whistled in surprise, gazing at the destruction with wide eyes.

The only other dragon he had ever seen, was Kaido. Perhaps it was a trait of all Dragon acquiring Devil Fruits to wield such enormous destructive power.

Whitebeard, watching from his perch on the ship, gazed at Rosan's display with an inscrutable gaze.

"That brat..." he muttered.

Versatility and power alike... such a thing was incredibly rare to come by and yet, Rosan here was wielding both with years of experience.

You would think he was born with these abilities.

Whitebeard knew such mastery over his powers took years to acquire. While certainly talented, Rosan used his Devil Fruit as easy as breathing.

This was a Devil Fruit the brat had grown up with... yet no one knew what his Devil Fruit was.

That could only mean one thing. Rosan was purposefully omitting what his ability was and it seemed like it was for a good reason as well. The redhead was displaying things that left even Whitebeard impressed.

How strange. In a world everyone announced their abilities, this brat right here wasn't willing to disclose more than he had to. He seemed more like a revolutionary, than a pirate with his hatred of the World Government and his secretive streak.

"Rosan..." Ace gasped, mouth open at seeing his brother truly unleashed.

Rosan had always been clinical but right now, he was clinical and utterly insane.

Gone was his cold and calculating brother, using a surgical knife to dismantle his opponents without them knowing who it was, and in its place was his unhinged psychopath of a brother, using a sledgehammer to break the person's body with extreme force.

His clinical side was still there, but his manner of execution had completely transformed. Anyone who saw the old Rosan would shudder in fear at how cool and calculating he was, finding themselves 10 steps behind a super computer.

Anyone who saw this new Rosan would shudder in fear at somehow being 10 steps behind an unhinged maniac.

Ace actually thought the second version was scarier. An unhinged maniac that actually knew what they were doing... but not caring at all about the consequences.

He shut his eyes. It didn't feel good knowing that Ace turned Rosan into this maniac.

Sengoku grit his teeth, veins bulging on the side of his head as a very familiar headache began blooming.

It was a good thing they had the foresight to evacuate the citizens, because the Red Devil just completely destroyed the town.

In one fell swoop, he annihilated both their area of retreat and their resources…

There was just a wasteland... was he truly hiding this much power?

Rosan grunted victoriously and immediately transformed back to normal, as a barrage of ice and magma flew towards him.

They sailed harmlessly past his shrunken body and the redhead decided that his job over here was done.

"CAPTURE THE RED DEVIL AT ONCE!" Sengoku roared, as Rosan continuously made a fool of them.

Activating Save Point, Rosan immediately transported himself over to Luffy's location, evading the onslaught of attacks headed his way.

"Troublesome," Aokiji sighed.

"..." Akainu said nothing, merely looking disgruntled at the nuisance.

"How are you holding up?" Rosan asked his younger brother.

He had bruises all over from the action taking place and Rosan's eyes narrowed.

"I'm good! I can keep going," Luffy exclaimed immediately, watching as Rosan effortlessly grabbed his cheeks with both hands.

Rosan said nothing, merely inspecting Luffy with critical eyes.

"We're doing fine," Jinbe answered, throwing a Marine over his shoulder and then punching towards a larger group and sending them scattering.

"You should be the one we're asking that. You're all over the field!" Iva exclaimed, winking and sending a plethora of marines flying away.

Rosan grunted and deemed Luffy's condition acceptable. "I'm fine. It's a given that I was going to attract all this attention and even despite that, I'm doing what I want. You all just keep going. Don't forget the mission."

"Be careful, Redboy!" Iva exclaimed.

"You too," Rosan grunted.

With that, the redhead soared off again. He was ready to set his next course of plans into action, but he was interrupted by a horrifying sight.

Rosan felt a chill crawl down his spine and he resisted the urge to explode in energy because there were too many Whitebeard Pirates around him currently.

The reason for his sudden fear, was due to the group of corpses running towards his location. The rotting disgusting humans were speeding towards him and Rosan hissed.

"Oh dear," Mod sighed, feeling the spike of fear and getting ready to temporarily take over if she had to.

"Hmph, I love zombies," Pestilence purred.

"RED DEVIL YOU BASTARD!" A furious voice roared. "GIVE HER BACK! GIVE ME BACK PERONA!"

Rosan turned towards the voice and narrowed his eyes at the sight of Gecko Moria.

The shadow man was seething, eyes bulging in anger as he glared at the redhead. Veins littered his entire body and he was practically frothing at the mouth in rage.

"WHERE IS SHE? THAT PURPLE HAIRED BITCH! BRING HER SO THAT I CAN DESTROY HER! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!" He howled

"Me? Oh dear, did he really call me such a rude word?" Mod blinked, looking mildly offended.

Ram and Rosan both snarled instinctively at that. No one, and they meant no one was allowed to talk to Mod-chan like that outside of their family.

Only they could bully the woman.

"I'm flattered you two... I hate you all the same, but I'm flattered," Mod sweatdropped.

Moria didn't even get to blink, before he felt himself lose his breath.

Rosan glared coldly at Moria, fist planted in his chest without any hesitation.

"The balls on you to talk about her like that to my face while your this worthless. You should have stolen a shadow before coming to fight me like this. I'm not nearly as merciful as my mother," Rosan scoffed, embedding his fist deeper into the man's gut.

"M-Mother...?" Moria thought in disbelief, gagging as he curled into himself.

"Know your role in this world, washed up garbage."

The fist began surging with red energy and Moria howled in agony, as sparks began running through his entire body.

The Warlord convulsed, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as Rosan removed the fist from his abdomen.

"I don't have time to play with you," Rosan snarled, discarding the body like yesterday's trash and continuing his course.

Running to Ace right away was the stupid option, right now he needed to continue dealing heavy blows to them to dwindle them down so that meant…

"Sabo, with me for a bit!" Rosan barked, flying directly past his brother.

He didn't stop for a moment and was satisfied to see Sabo reaching out to grab his arm before he was even prompted too.

His blonde brother had been causing complete devastation on the Marines numbers, to the point where he was attracting more attention than most of the pirates there.

The Goro Goro no mi, even in the hands of a novice, was a truly devastating power. There was a reason it was toted as one of the few invincible Devil Fruits out there. In terms of Logia's it stood amongst the absolute best.

Combine that with someone as formidable as Sabo and you'd get a complete force. Sabo right now, could only be stopped by the likes of Garp or an Admiral.

"What's up?" Sabo said, idly sparking with electricity to charge up his brother.

Rosan nodded thankfully and said, "I've been fucking with them nonstop."

"Yeah it was smart of you to breach their backlines and get rid of their resources. We're gonna do another like that?" Sabo asked, well versed in the art of warfare.

Rosan was terrifyingly useful for wars. He was actually one of the most valuable assets because of his resourcefulness and variety.

"Yeah," Rosan grunted. "Warships this time. Their flanking the area to prevent escape and fire at us from all angles... so we're gonna inconvenience them."

Sabo could already see where Rosan was going with this.

"Alright, let's go. I've got it," the blonde nodded.

Rosan flew high into the sky and at the same time, Sabo began focusing, focusing on the ships and setting up mental aim.

"What did Enel call it again?" Sabo mused, blue electricity surging across his body. "Oh, right."

"El Thor!"

All around Marineford, giant pillars of blue electricity began slamming into every single Marine Warship with expert precision. They broke apart as soon as the attack connected and Sengoku's eyes bulged in rage, eyes locked onto the duo in the sky soaring around.

"What's with that corpse of the giant over there?" Rosan asked randomly.

It was of a yellow-green giant, that looked about 10 meters larger than Ragnarok. His body light flat on the ground as the people fought around it.

Sabo frowned. "His name was Little Oars Jr. apparently. He wanted to save Ace badly but he was so big... that it made him an easy target for the Government."

Rosan mulled over that. "Moria had the corpse of the actual Oars. Put Luffy's shadow inside of it. I didn't get to fight him but it looked fun."

His brother raised a brow. "He put Luffy's shadow in that? You never have a boring journey do you?"

"Not at all. It all happened in the Florian Triangle too."

Sabo shook his head. "Somehow I'm not surprised you guys entered and made it out."

Rosan nodded, angling himself over to another direction.

"I've been thinking of getting a weapon made of gold to mold into any shape like Enel did," Sabo mentioned idly, destroying another ship with increasing ease.

"You don't need gold for that," Rosan replied immediately. "Any metal will do. Gold is just conductive so he can also travel through it."

Sabo loved his brother. "You're too damn smart. Thanks for that. No gold weapon needed... noted. What materials are conductive?"

"Lot of them. I'll give you a list after this is over," Rosan said softly.

"Thanks Rosan. It's good having an all knowing encyclopedia at the ready," Sabo replied with a small grin.

"Huh, that's funny. Maro said the exact same thing..."

The redhead snorted at that.

"How's your observation holding up?" Rosan asked as they continued destroying every warship.

"Overwhelming, but I'm getting used to it in the heat of war. Believe it or not, this is helping me out a lot," Sabo informed him, getting rid of the final ones with only a minimal amount of sweat.

"Good, because we probably attracted a lot of attention to ourselves. Don't turn that Observation off," Rosan grunted.

Sabo was about to reply, but instead he flipped himself upward onto Rosan's back and launched himself forward, pipe connecting with Kizaru's leg.

"You aren't wrong about that!" Sabo scowled.

"Who is this scary guyyyy?" Kizaru asked, light colliding with lightning.

"No one important. Now would you stop harassing my brother? You can deal with me now!" Sabo grinned.

In an instant, the two were off and Rosan watched them go with a frown.

That was fine, Sabo had already done his job by destroying the Warships… The Marines aboard were getting on land, twitching from the effects of the electricity so they'd be easy pickings.

Fine then, he had done a lot so he could properly coordinate with Whitebeard and begin the rescue of Ace because Rosan was sure that they were going to speed up his execution at this rate.

Rosan barely moved his head to the side, cheek spilling with blood as he narrowly dodged a flying slash careening towards him.

"It's one after the other," Rosan sighed in frustration, glaring at the neutral Mihawk.

"So many people are targeting you... it's honestly ridiculous," Mod frowned in concern.

"Wait until Father is no longer doing a rescue mission. Then he'll give all these bastards the attention they deserve," Ram snarled in annoyance.

They were so lucky that Father's attention wasn't 100% on them!

The world's greatest swordsman didn't even flinch, as Rosan rocketed to his position, landing directly in front of him with an annoyed expression.

"Ambitionless… or perhaps I should call you Red Devil now," Mihawk greeted, holding his sword at his side idly.

"Mihawk," Rosan grunted. "I know you're interested in me, but could you save it for another time? I can't focus on giving you a good fight while my brother's life is in peril."

Mihawk stared at him, some amusement on his features. "So even with all those emotions, you still completely lack fear. With all that ambition returned… quite the person you are, Portgas D. Rosan."

"Unfortunately, I must at least attempt some of my duties," he apologized.

Rosan sighed. "Right, figured. I would have hoped you attempted it against someone else but that's too fucking much to ask I guess."

"I've already tested the gap between Whitebeard and I, now I'd like to see how much the gap has closed between you and I. I am a pirate after all. I will always prioritize my desires."

"Long way of saying you're as interested in me as every other person," Rosan sneered. "You sound so refined and cool all the time, but deep down you're a twisted and self fulfilling person huh?"

Mihawk merely brandished his blade. "I am considered the World's Greatest Swordsman after all."

And the two were off.

"Round two!" Ram grinned violently, transforming into dual katanas.

"Ram has gotten stronger as well," Mihawk praised, dashing forward and clashing with both the swords.

"She appreciates that... but I don't appreciate that you're praising her," Rosan warned. "Personal reasons. You wouldn't understand."

Mihawk cracked the tiniest of smirks. "That weapon does seem quite alive."

Rosan's eyes flashed. "She is."

He blocked a swing to his midsection with his left katana, using the right blade to attempt to decapitate Mihawk, only for Yoru to effortlessly block the slash.

Doing so left Rosan's left katana free and he immediately lengthened it dramatically to gore through Hawkeye's midsection.

Mihawk effortlessly sidestepped, batting Rosan's blade aside and lunging forward with a horizontal swipe.

It nearly connected with Rosan, only for Ram to instantly transform into a shield that blocked the attack.

Rosan was pushed back and he watched as Mihawk lunged from a different angle, moving too quick for the redhead to keep up.

"Ram."

"On it!"

Mihawk's lunge abruptly stopped and he leapt back, as a giant circular barrier erupted around Rosan. It glowed ominously and he experimentally swung at a flying slash to it.

Nothing, not even a dent.

"Fascinating. A new technique?" Mihawk mused.

"Yeah," Rosan grunted, dispatching the barrier and leaping at the man once more. He grabbed his katanas and slammed the butts together, forming the double sided blade and gripping it in one hand. He spun it rapidly and slammed it against Yoru, making no headway whatsoever.

Their dance began again in a flurry of speed, disregarding all the bodies getting cut around them.

"Your rate of growth is notable," Mihawk praised, pushing Rosan's blade to the side and cutting him across the belly.

Rosan growled and opened his mouth, shooting out a gout of flames directly in Mihawk's face that the man already anticipated.

Mihawk backed away a safe distance and cut his flames effortlessly, parting them like the sea.

"You're a fucking show off," Rosan snarled in annoyance.

"I could say the same to you," Hawkeye pointed out.

The redhead sneered and began spinning his double sided sword, shooting wind slash after wind slash at Mihawk.

He was forced to move out of the way as the swordsman responded with his own, much larger one and Rosan sparked with electricity, using it to amplify his speed.

At the same time, he transformed Ram into gloves and took off into the sky, dodging each flying slash Mihawk was returning in kid.

He soared through the air, dodging and weaving. At the same time, he began forming tiny red orbs whenever he dodged. More and more orbs began lighting up the skies and Mihawk paused curiously.

They were floating about ominously and Rosan stopped his flight to glare at Mihawk.

"Rays of Judgement."

At once, every single orb transformed into piercing beams that began shooting from the sky. The floating makeshift lasers, began firing indiscriminately, shooting directly towards the area Mihawk was in and Rosan huffed as he allowed his cuts to heal.

Rosan knew he was significantly stronger than when he first fought Mihawk. It was night and day how much stronger he was—

He watched as with an almost infuriating amount of ease, Mihawk summoned an enormous gust of wind that served as an offensive and defensive option. It only took a swing of his sword to do so and Rosan's attack, which would have killed hundreds of people mind you, was nullified.

—But that didn't change the fact that Mihawk was the World's Greatest Fucking Swordsman.

He was no closer to beating the man than last time and Rosan was in no mood to continue this damn fight because it was a waste of time and Mihawk could kill him at any given point in time.

Rosan eyes narrowed as the ground erupted between him and Mihawk.

He continued manipulating the ground, forcefully separating him from the swordsman.

His senses went haywire and he grabbed a random Marine, before launching them in the path of the ruthless swing.

Then, he used the fallen corpse of some giant and launched himself upwards, Mihawk still hot on his trail.

Rosan whirled around and they collided once more, a flurry of sparks flying between the two.

Rosan was effortlessly pushed back, wound on his midsection healing up but the redhead opened his mouth and shot out a weak flame that immediately ignited those flying sparks.

The intelligent attack was completely negated by the fact that Mihawk was utterly nonsensical and Rosan growled aloud.

Mihawk was like a hunter, keeping track of Rosan effortlessly even as the redhead tried to shake him off.

"Fuck off you fucking swordsman! I don't have time for this!" Rosan snarled violently.

He huffed and leapt directly above a lazy slash, allowing Mihawk to carve into the iceberg that Aokiji created when he froze the tidal waves.

The casual swing cut the entire thing in half and the redhead scowled at that.

It seemed like Mihawk was going for the kill now with his swings.

That really didn't bode well for him.

Without any hesitation, he flew up and punched the iceberg, before modifying the broken pieces rapidly into swords.

Rosan snarled and began launching every single one of the floating icicle blades at Mihawk.

But that wasn't all, he transformed Ram into a set of gloves and began firing orb after explosive orb towards his location as well.

The frankly ridiculous onslaught of projectiles careened towards the neutral swordsman's position with envying amounts of accuracy.

Rosan didn't wait at all to see if it worked (he knew it didn't) because he turned on a dime and launched himself directly towards Ace's location, wings flexing and sparks flying as he pushed himself away from Mihawk.

Mihawk watched Rosan soar away and was about to give chase, but he was forced to block two blades crashing against him, taking his attention off the redhead.

"Vista? The Whitebeard Pirates 5th division commander?" Mihawk mused.

"So you know of me?" Vista grinned.

"I'd be a fool not to."

Rosan huffed, glad that someone managed to take Mihawk's attention off of him and took stock of the situation once more…

His eyes narrowed in confusion. The way the Marines were moving currently was cause for suspicion...

What were they up to?

The redhead gazed back at the execution stand and made direct eye contact with the solemn Garp.

Garp immediately caught his gaze and said nothing, as Rosan's expression darkened into something truly fierce. Nothing needed to be said but he could feel it in his grandson's furious gaze.

"Consider our relationship dead, Garp."

The Hero of the Marines shut his eyes at that, knowing that Rosan would likely never forgive him for the stance that he was taking.

Picking between your duty and your family… for someone like Rosan, the answer was obvious but for Garp? It would never be that simple.

But still... it hurt knowing one of his grandsons had practically disowned him. Despite their rocky relationship, Garp knew that Rosan had largely warmed up to him and vice versa.

He stopped trying to seriously kill him years ago after all but now?

Well now Garp wasn't so sure that was going to remain the same.

"We've lost too many people at the hands of the Red Devil. We've identified that powerful Logia as well… if we're right, that's the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionaries, Sabo," Sengoku announced.

The arrival of the Red Devil and his allies was far more disastrous then he had anticipated.

"Begin the preparations. Cut the cameras off and ensure they are trapped within the bay, while our allies make it to the plaza. Gather the Pacifista and prepare for the execution of Ace," Sengoku instructed.

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Rosan watched in some confusion as the Marines suddenly began scrambling back towards their side of the battlefield.

Hm? What was this? A tactical retreat?

That wasn't good. That meant they had something dangerous planned.

Rosan was about to stomp the ground ahead of him, to block off the route of the Marines but his attention was drawn to the sight of a large bandaged man, leading an army of Bartholomew Kuma.

The giant copies of the Warlords looked like complete mimics. There truly was no difference besides the palms and lack of bible.

But above all...

"You're still alive?" Rosan asked in surprise, gazing at the heavily injured Sentomaru with an impressed gaze.

Sentomaru glared at him, moving despite how heavily wrapped his body was. "Red Devil… I barely survived our encounter. I underestimated you greatly and I paid the price for it."

"The fact that you survived at all is worth praise. The fact that you've shown up to a war after having your insides attacked, is downright impressive," Rosan said genuinely, gazing at the copies of Kuma.

What exactly were these copies of Kuma? Were they robots? Rosan didn't fight them back at Sabaody but he did notice that Luffy and Zoro had struggled a tad before adapting and crushing the creatures.

Well whatever they were, they were wrecking absolute havoc onto the pirates. Their skin was incredibly hard, they seemed to have an infinite supply of stamina and they utilized actual lasers with both piercing and explosive power.

They singlehandedly began turning the tides and Rosan sneered as he leapt over a laser soaring towards his location.

The redhead scowled and dashed towards Sentomaru and the Pacifista, intent on swiftly dealing with them lest they destroy their numbers even more.

These Robots were an inconvenience. If left to their own devices, the weaker pirates would get obliterated… They had already thinned down the pirates by a fair amount so he would need to interfere.

If these really weren't the real Kuma… If they really were just robots of some sorts...

Well if they didn't have wills of their own, then that meant they had a severe weakness that Rosan could exploit.

The redhead landed atop of one of the Kuma's, eyes glowing brilliantly as he summoned a barrier that blocked the laser from the other Kumas, that would destroy both him and this robot.

"Word of advice, it's not too wise bringing machinery around me," he warned, red sparks transforming into a purple color for the occasion.

Mod's eyes sparkled at that.

"Modification: Overhaul."

Bringing these robots to a computer? How foolish. Now that he knew they were cloning robots of Kuma and Rosan discovered the key behind his electricity with Sabo… he had begun experimenting.

The results?

The purple electricity poured into the Pacifista he was atop, seeping into the gaps and causing the robot underneath him to shudder violently.

"Error. Error. Red Devil Rosan: Bounty: 300,000,000... Bounty: 0... B-Bounty," the Kuma stammered, voice module flickering over and over.

Rosan watched with malicious glee as it immediately raised an arm and began shooting lasers indiscriminately, before the redhead peered even deeper into the copy of Kuma.

There it was. A nice little chip.

It would be such a shame if someone just.

Rosan grinned mockingly, exploding even harsher.

The copy of Kuma stopped firing randomly, attacks no longer splashing off of Rosan's barrier.

Then, it opened its mouth and fired a laser directly at its lookalike, destroying one of the other Kuma's heads.

The Mod Mod no Mi didn't just make Rosan a computer human... it made him the epitome of technology.

His years of hiding the Mod Mod no mi... had admittedly not been incredibly beneficial. He had focused on finding ways to hide what his Devil Fruit was, to the point where he really could just be considered a Mythical Zoan user.

But Rosan was a computer first and foremost and he needed to remember that part of himself.

This was the first step. Rosan just needed to no longer be afraid of that. Rosan was going to show the world how dangerous a human computer could be.

Judging by the simultaneous gasps of horror, he was doing a good job of that.

"Strange… they aren't fully robotic," Rosan thought to himself, lazily sitting on the robot's shoulder.

They felt more akin to… to Franky honestly… were they cyborgs?

But Franky had will. He would be pretty difficult for Rosan to Overhaul. Not impossible like Luffy or Zoro, but he was definitely up there.

These Kuma copies though didn't have any will of their own. In fact, how the hell were they making cyborgs of Kuma when the real one still existed?

That was… what the hell? Did that mean the Pacifista were partially human? Were they perhaps clones of Kuma?

...Oh what the hell. The implications of that were really gross.

Well whatever. "Go on minion. Have fun," Rosan smiled.

Everyone's jaw dropped as the Pacifista stopped trying to kill Rosan… in order to kill its allies instead. Lasers shot out of its arm and began colliding with the other Pacifista, avoiding damage due to still looking like one.

"Ace's brother is kinda terrifying," Marco noted, looking impressed and confused at the same time.

This gold mine of a person had been unknown up until this year? That just didn't make any sense to him. Rosan had done nothing but impress him since showing up.

Everytime he pulled out some technique, it wasn't just the Marines picking their jaws off the floor. The pirate army was just as bad.

"That shouldn't even be possible! The Pacifista are brand new prototypes. There's no feasible way he should have some technique that can override them unless he's secretly in kahoots with Vegapunk!"

Sengoku's jaw clenched at his thought, unable to comprehend what was happening.

There was no way in hell Rosan had an authority chip to control the Pacifista. Somehow, the redhead had used that electricity of his to completely take over the robot.

It was as if he hacked into the hardware of the Pacifista. But such a thing was impossible! Only Vegapunk would be capable of doing something like that. The Pacifista were far too advanced for anyone to make heads or tails of —

Sengoku went pale.

"No… no it can't be! Does Rosan perhaps have?!"

But was that really the case? All that he was capable of doing… was that truly the work of…

That couldn't be... but it had been years since anyone had seen it...

A bead of sweat fell down Sengoku's face as he finally felt unease at Rosan's actions.

"How are you going that?!" Sentomaru roared in confusion, lunging at the redhead with a frantic look in his eyes.

That wasn't possible! How was he possibly able to do that?!

Rosan ducked under Sentomaru's desperate swings and launched himself towards another Pacifista.

"No stop!" Sentomaru demanded, whirling around to attempt to stop the Rosan.

Unfortunately, when the Red Devil wasn't fighting he was really goddamn slippery.

"What type of monster is he?" the man couldn't help but think, nervously watching as the redhead landed atop yet another Pacifista.

If allowed to grow… the Red Devil would become so incredibly dangerous… he had only ever encountered the Pacifista once and he never even engaged it in actual combat!

Rosan had been locked in combat against Sentomaru so how did he possibly come up with some way to counter the Pacifista in a way that was downright detrimental to the World Government?

Their new way of fighting back pirates... and a single person already threatened to throw that idea on the shelf?! How could that be possible?!

"Wowww," Kizaru said curiously, materializing onto the platform again.

"He's controlling the Pacifista," Aokiji drawled with furrowed brows.

Rosan was almost significantly more dangerous than their last encounter. It wasn't even a power boost that was causing such an issue…

It was just the fact that he was versatile and capable of being everywhere at once. The redhead hardly stood still and wherever he went, he displayed a move that hindered them.

Truly troublesome...

"How is he doing that?" Akainu asked gruffly. "Has Vegapunk betrayed us?"

"No," Sengoku said gravely.

The redhead was truly in his element. He saw himself as no more than a weapon of war and it was for good reason.

"If he survives this, deal with him," Sengoku grit out. "His contribution is too much for how little of a threat he should be. I've come to a potential detail that is very startling."

If left to his own devices, the Red Devil would cause untold mayhem… and that extended to after this war too.

Rosan showing up was a mistake on his part because his heritage was just as bad as Ace's.

The nephew of Xebec… Rosan was too dangerous and he was showcasing too many similar traits to that insane man. That was why Sengoku wasn't too upset that he showed up... well before Rosan had gone and shown that his presence was one that could not be ignored.

Ace and Whitebeard weren't the only ones he planned on killing today. The Great Age of Pirates would end in one fell swoop because if Sengoku killed Ace and Rosan survived, the world may actually end.

"Bring up the walls and begin the assault. The cannon's are destroyed so if you would Akainu," Sengoku instructed.

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"These kids are insane!"

"Who the hell is he?!"

"Ace's brothers?! All three of them?!"

"How have we not heard of the redhead or the blonde?!"

"The redhead is dealing with those Kumas like they aren't an issue!"

Rosan ignored the fact that someone called him a kid and gazed at his converted army of Pacifistas.

Cyborg clones of Bartholomew Kuma... Rosan wondered how that worked.

This must have been a recent project. These... Pacifista were not anything he had ever heard or seen.

How fascinating. Perhaps it was similar to Germa's clone army but with more robotics involved.

Was Vegapunk behind this? Likely. Rosan wasn't sure anyone else could accomplish such a feat.

Truly, the World Government had a frightening genius on their hands.

"Standby for now," was all he said.

With that, he tapped them all and they vanished.

He stole 4 of them. He wanted to give 3 away and keep the last one for himself.

Naturally, he'd probably have to change their appearance to avoid suspicion but... for now that could wait for later. Couldn't risk them getting destroyed.

Now what exactly were the Marines about to do—

"POPS!"

Rosan heard everyone scream that name suddenly and turned towards the noise to see what the commotion was.

He raised a brow at that and frowned in annoyance at what was happening.

There was a wound on Whitebeard, courtesy of the sword piercing his stomach and the one who had done so, appeared to be someone from his armada… Squard, the Maelstrom Spider.

This was why you couldn't trust pirates.

Rosan didn't give a fuck about what petty drama they had going on. Now was not the time to be dealing with it. In the middle of a war? This was quite literally, one of the worst times to have some form of dissension.

He actually snarled in annoyance and prepared to ignore the Whitebeard Pirates for the rest of this stupid fucking war.

Idiots didn't have their focus on the goal at hand. He refused to partner up with people that would listen to the words of their enemies of all people.

This Squard was it? Rosan would have tortured and shattered his resolve for daring to betray him at the words of the enemy.

Ridiculous.

But to Rosan's surprise, Whitebeard didn't completely cave in the man's skull like he should have.

No instead the Emperor forgave him…

Because the dumb idiot of a pirate had gotten manipulated. What a foolish dumbass… Whitebeard, betray his own people? Did that sound like the man at all?

All because of what… Ace being Roger's son? Rosan despised when people tacked on the stigmas of a parent to the child… especially when they weren't involved in that child's life.

"Rosan don't be so eager to forsake this temporary alliance," Mod said patiently. "I understand your frustration but think about the bigger picture. Forsake them after achieving your goal. Every chess piece is still usable."

Rosan mulled that over and nodded. "You're right. I still need them for the highest chance of success. They're just really fucking stupid."

"I know. I know," Mod soothed. "They're all dummies and dummies need a genius commander to lead them."

"I'll allow myself to fall for your tricks, Mod-chan."

Mod rolled her eyes.

"What's the meaning of this, Whitebeard?!" Crocodile barked furiously, glaring at the Emperor incredulously. "Such a weak attack wouldn't have ever caught you off guard before!"

Rosan pondered that and noticed the truth of his statement.

No Emperor alive would ever be hurt by such a thing. There wasn't a chance in hell that Big Mom or Kaido or even Shanks who willingly gave up his arm, would fall victim to this.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and truly gazed at Whitebeard.

"It might be his old age. Not everyone can have Garp's sheer vitality."

Yeah… Whitebeard was up there in age. There was a very real chance that it was catching up to him…

But that didn't seem to stop the old man at all. Rosan watched with a neutral expression as Whitebeard soothed the idiot who had betrayed him.

Then, the Emperor finally decided to march off the ship.

It was clear that Whitebeard heard the doubts being thrown his way about his condition. It was obvious that the old man was aware that his body might be failing him...

But as if forcing everyone to shut their mouths, Whitebeard made them watch.

A giant confidently approached the man, bolstered by the injury Whitebeard was suffering, and confidently thinking he could suddenly handle the Emperor.

His hubris was met with cold reality.

Edward Newgate was a monster.

Whitebeard grabbed the air at an angle and to Rosan's shock (and admiration) the very island of Marineford began tilting.

Bodies were thrown off balance as Whitebeard moved Marineford with power alone and his giant opponent was of no exception.

Before the Vice Admiral could retaliate, Whitebeard leapt up and delivered a devastating punch to the man's stomach.

He stood no hope of weathering such an attack and everyone felt their doubts get slightly silenced, as Whitebeard effortlessly defeated the giant in one hit.

Then, the Emperor punched the air with such force, that the ensuing quake began careening directly towards the retreating Marines, who could only watch in horror as the unstoppable attack reached them…

But to their immense relief, the attack was effortlessly thwarted by the Three Admirals.

Then, walls began erecting around the bay that they were trapped in.

Rosan's eyes narrowed at that before his eyes widened in realization. "SABO! LUFFY! TO ME RIGHT NOW!" He suddenly barked.

His brothers heard his shout and wasted no time rushing to his location. The urgency in his tone made his allies rush over as well and Rosan ignored the rush of people, eyes locked onto the allies he brought here.

"What's the matter, Rosan?" Sabo asked in concern, watching as his brother crouched to the floor.

"Get behind me. Culling attack on the way," was all he said before palming the floor.

Whitebeard heard Rosan's order and turned towards the redhead.

Based on all he had seen, the brat was exceedingly smart. He displayed an enormous amount of intelligence and his presence had helped significantly with the war.

It was a no brainer to put his trust in him.

"All of you!" Whitebeard rumbled. "Behind the brat! Something's happening."

Rosan huffed. "Relying on me huh, old man?" the redhead sassed.

"I'd be a fool otherwise! You've done your part, brat. If you make a call, I'll believe it," Whitebeard said truthfully.

"Expected after that embarrassing display just now. When saving someone, make sure everyone is on the same page," Rosan sneered, eyes glowing brightly.

Squard flinched at that, looking ashamed to be called out and he held his head.

"Gurarara. It was my mistake, brat. It's a shame that you had to see that. A father never wants others to see his children act out," Whitebeard rumbled, standing right next to Rosan.

The redhead rolled his eyes. "Father of the year award goes to you. Pretty rare. After this you need to pick up the pace. I've been doing everything here and my little brother still isn't saved you're disappointing me."

Everyone's jaw dropped at how casually Rosan was talking to Whitebeard of all people even as they rushed past the redhead.

Did he have no fear in his heart at all?! That was pops he was talking to like that!

Rosan took a deep breath and began to focus, ignoring the pounding of footsteps rushing past him.

Admiral Akainu glared down at them and raised both fists in the sky.

Rosan's eyes snapped open as the last person went past him and he made direct eye contact with the wary Fleet Admiral.

Sengoku caught his gaze and felt a strange tension forming in his body.

Then, the redhead let loose a smirk that made the man feel dread.

"Look alive Mod-chan. The World Government is about to find out what my Devil Fruit is."

Mod's eyes widened.

"Modification: Firewall."

Sengoku's jaw clenched as the floor beneath Rosan erupted. The ground raised and raised and raised, before arching slightly into the sky, covering the pirates from the hail of magma.

As they began crashing against the structure, Rosan stood up and palmed the giant shield of a wall. Fist after magma fist crashed into it and Rosan grunted, backing away from the wall as cracks began forming.

Akainu clenched his jaw at watching his attack get thwarted. Magma began seeping off his body as he glared at the molten red wall.

"Incredible," Marco awed, watching the wall with wide eyes. He had given up trying to figure out what Rosan's abilities allowed him to do and just charted it up to Mythical Zoan bullshit.

Marco would know. He was also a Mythical Zoan after all.

"Your brothers are pretty amazing guys, Ace," was all Marco settled for.

Utterly fearless in the face of pops, utterly relenting in this war... Marco saw why Ace spoke so highly of his brothers now.

Ace had long given up the idea of resisting. Whether he lived or died… he left it in the hands of the world.

But that had nothing to do with the complete terror he felt because he was forcing Rosan to reveal his Devil Fruit and judging by the horror in Sengoku's eyes, he had succeeded in doing so.

Ace never wanted it to be like this. He never wanted to be the reason the target on Rosan's back grew to unprecedented levels.

It never dawned onto him early on, why Rosan prioritized keeping his Devil Fruit a secret but as they grew up together... Ace discovered more and more how valuable it was.

By the time he set sail himself, he knew exactly why Rosan kept it guarded. Just the abilities he were able to do to disguise its true nature, were incredible.

Kami, he was such a dumbass. He knew how jealously overprotective his oldest brother was of them all and that love, took far more precedence over some secrets he had.

Rosan would throw everyone of his secrets out into the world if it meant securing even one of them… and Ace was well aware how deep those secrets ran.

A Devil Fruit being hunted by the World Government... and Rosan was revealing it in the middle of a war against that Government.

This couldn't be happening… you were telling him… that he was the reason Rosan was going to be one of the most targeted people on the planet?

"Hot," Rosan said, without really meaning it. He had withstood far more scalding temperatures when he was making Ram so a superheated wall was nothing.

"Modify," he hissed, manipulating the wall once more and having it lean towards the wall that lead into the plaza.

Finally, he made it traversable by adding steps to it.

"Go," Rosan huffed, panting slightly at the taxing technique.

He stood straighter and sent a surge of electricity through the entirety of his insides, snapping up at the burst of energy.

The redhead ignored everyone balking at him and looked directly at the execution stand, right where Ace was looking at him with clear distraught.

"MEN! MARCH WITH ME TO THE PLAZA! DESTROY THE NAVY AND SAVE ACE!" Whitebeard roared.

"YEAH!" They roared, charging up the stares given to them by Rosan.

"Old man," Rosan said after a moment.

"Hm?" Whitebeard replied, gazing at the redhead.

There was a knowing look in those glowing eyes of his and the redhead floated over to him.

"You can't show them who you are while this slowed down," Rosan said knowingly, placing a palm on the man. "Modification: Reboot."

Whitebeard grunted in surprise as all the pain in his body vanished.

A burst of energy filled him and he gazed at the redhead like Rosan were some type of unsolved puzzle.

Truly, how had no one ever heard of Ace's older brother until now?

"This is your last battle right?" Rosan asked knowingly. "You may as well make it one to remember."

Rosan had done a variety of Modifications to Whitebeard. He had numbed the man's sensitivity, allowing him to ignore his pain, he had boosted his energy by shocking his system, and he had experimentally given him a small boost.

Reboot is what he called it. It was kind of like that Hormone technique that Ivankov had used on Luffy but to a lesser degree and while it would suffer drawbacks, he didn't think it'd be as bad as the Okama's.

It was his first attempt at actively boosting someone's strength directly. So far, it looked good but he wouldn't be able to witness any drawbacks if they happened immediately.

"...Cheeky brat," Whitebeard rumbled in amusement, flexing his muscles experimentally.

Whitebeard wasn't sure what Rosan had done to him… but he felt energized in a way he hadn't felt in a long while! For once, it actually felt like he could ignore his sickness and put real force behind his quakes!

"It's called Modification by the way. My Devil Fruit," Rosan revealed, flapping his wings and beginning his ascension. "I'm a computer man. I can modify whatever I touch into anything I have the knowledge of. You should be grateful, I rarely use my abilities to support others like I just did to you."

"That power… it's no wonder no one's heard of you," Whitebeard laughed. "You've been keeping it secret haven't you? That's why Ace never talked about it!"

"Guilty as charged," Rosan said truthfully. "But I think the jig is up. I was avoiding revealing it to the Marines but —"

"ALL MARINES. CAPTURE THE RED DEVIL AT ALL COSTS! IF LEFT TO HIS OWN DEVICES, HE'LL BECOME TOO DANGEROUS TO CONTAIN!" Sengoku roared, watching in horror as he revitalized Edward Newgate.

"—They figured it out," the redhead sighed.

"I'm sorry Mod-chan. 20 years was our record."

"That's okay Rosan, I wouldn't have it any other way. Give them hell."

Rosan grunted. "Go wild, Whitebeard. Show them just who Edward Newgate is. Do your part so that I can do mine so that we can get back what's ours."

"Gurarara! Cheeky redhead!" Whitebeard laughed, feeling better than he had in years. "Alright brat, I'll show you a glimpse of who I was."

Rosan grinned and began soaring through the air, right as a massive tremor, stronger than any that had been released so far crashed into the island.

Panicked yells rang through the battlefield, as Marineford threatened to flip completely over from the display of raw power and Akainu took it upon himself to rush Whitebeard.

The world began rumbling at every attack Whitebeard threw about and Sengoku felt his fears rejuvenate.

Rosan had the capability of making Whitebeard show a glimpse of who he used to be.

Such a thing carried terrible implications.

"Being the execution of Ace right now!" Sengoku demanded urgently, turnings towards the executioners—

Only to watch two bullets land directly into their skulls.

Rosan transformed Ram into dual pistols and aimed it at the executioners, landing pinpoint perfect hits directly to their heads and sending them flying off the stands right before they could even think to stab their blades into his brother.

"Boost x2."

Then the veins in his muscles bulged and he flew towards Ace with a single minded purpose. The redhead was practically a blur as he sped through the air.

"Would it have been better, if I was never born in this world?" A young Ace asked.

No. No Ace. Your life… your life meant so much to the people who cared about you.

You're life meant so much to him… and he'd be damned if it was lost.

Rosan could see it. See it in the way he cried and hunched over. He saw it as clear as the sky in his little brother.

Ace didn't want to die. Ace wanted to live. Ace wanted to be alive and Rosan would do everything in his power to make sure that happened.

He would never let his little brothers die.

That was his duty as the oldest. To keep them safe and watch them grow.

Rosan's eyes narrowed into something lethal, as Garp stepped in front of his path. He abruptly stopped his flight and halted his momentum, lest he crash into the Vice Admiral.

"So is this what you choose, Garp?" Rosan asked quietly, brandishing a double sided sword. It gleamed in the afternoon sun, promising to spill more blood.

"…" Garp said nothing, just looking into Rosan's eyes with a grave expression.

Behind the anger… behind the homicidal rage… behind the sheer terror, there was sadness in his grandson's eyes.

Garp didn't want to mention how that made him feel. If he did, it would crumble his resolve into nothing.

"I thought you were better than them, Garp," Rosan said softly, closing his eyes and hiding those emotions for a moment.

Then they snapped open and every emotion was forcefully banished, revealing a cold machine beneath it all.

"I was wrong. Please die, Monkey D. Garp. I will never consider you apart of my family again," Rosan said coldly.

"...I told you what would happen if you took this route, Rosan," Garp said quietly.

"This is the route that was laid out for me since the first time I heard my mother cry in anguish," Rosan replied emotionlessly.

Garp closed his eyes at that.

"You wouldn't know, Garp. You weren't there. You didn't see the look of agony on her face when she clutched her stomach. You didn't see the buildup to her death. If you did, you'd never believe there was a different road I could take," Rosan hissed.

"There always is," the Hero of the Marines replied. "I just regret that I wasn't able to show you it."

"You don't truly believe that we'd ever be accepted," Rosan said coldly. "Look at what you see Garp. Ace isn't being executed because he's a pirate. Ace is being executed because he's Roger's son. I would be executed for being Rock's son and nephew. Luffy would be executed for being Dragon's son. We would never be accepted into such a corrupt army. You'd be bringing lambs to the slaughter and you know that."

"They would have accepted you all on my word. You three are capable... they'd never have killed you," he told him.

"And I'd always have killed them," Rosan retorted violently. "I don't want to hear anything else from you Garp. Die."

With that Rosan rushed him.

He was running through hundreds of possibilities on how he could dispatch and deal with Garp but none of them had any chance of success...

So he'd just stick to his tried and true.

Relentless aggression.

What Rosan was not expecting at all was for Garp to not put up any resistance at all and his blade effortlessly cut into the man, causing him to collapse to the floor.

What...?

"GARP!" Sengoku shouted in concern.

That fool! A family man until the end?!

"It seems... Garp was far more conflicted than he let on," Mod said softly.

Rosan stared down at his body with a conflicted expression.

"I won't try and kill you anymore. There's no point. You understand the gravity of what you've done and you have a proper amount of regret. Besides, despite everything, you're still two of my little brothers grandpa and I wouldn't want to execute you in front of them. No one deserves to watch family die."

Rosan clenched his weapon tighter at that memory and then his eyes gained a murderous glint.

"I change my mind," he said violently, lunging forward to pierce Garp's heart.

Right before he could jam down, a hand gripped his left arm and Rosan hissed in agony, as it began freezing over.

"About to kill your Grandfather in cold blood? My, you sure are ruthless, Red Devil."

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Robin felt her heart stop in a moment of true horror, as Rosan's body began slowly freezing over.

This entire war had her heart jumping in distress and Koala had kept an arm on her the entire time…

Every encounter Rosan faced, filled her with anxiety. He fought such powerful forces. Admirals, Warlords... the redhead was attracting all their attention and worst of all...

He had revealed his Devil Fruit to the world. The World Government now knew that Rosan had the Mod Mod no mi.

Robin bit her lip.

That arm that Koala was offering was very much needed because she felt like she was going to have a heart attack any moment now.

"Please not again," Robin whimpered in terror. She couldn't handle the thought of Rosan and Aokiji fighting once more.

She didn't think Rosan would make it out alive this time if the fight dragged on. He had made too much of a mark...

"You… guys encountered Admiral Aokiji before?" Koala asked in concern.

Robin nodded shakily. "We have history… last time we met, he fought Rosan and completely froze him… Rosan's reaction to it was one of the worst I'd ever seen."

She shuddered and already felt tears welling as Rosan's arm began freezing.

"Deep breaths, Robin," Koala soothed. "Rosan will be fine. He's got a lot of good men surrounding him. He's been a star in this show so they'll definitely protect him."

The revolutionary put a hand to her shoulder and pulled Robin into a deep hug.

"It's gonna be alright, Robin."

Robin shuddered once more, eyes never leaving the screen.

It was going to be alright. It was… it was.

It had to be. Rosan was hers and she couldn't lose him.