It's the year 1522, and just like any other day in this world, chaos runs rampant while order and justice attempt to quell it; pirates sail the seas in search of the legendary One Piece left behind by Gol D. Roger, while marines try to subdue these numerous pirates. While the marines and pirates are at each other's throats, the revolutionists are formulating and executing plans in hopes of slowly causing the World Government to collapse as they, themselves, try their hardest to keep the status quo as is, doing their best to stay in the position of power.

Although what I had just described is considered the usual state of this world, every now and then, a large commotion happens that is merely the signal for something far greater, and today just so happens to be one of those days. As we search for the cause of the commotion, we'd find ourselves in the South Blue, specifically on Karate Island, a place famed for its mastery of numerous martial arts; however, such a thing could no longer be said after what's transpired over the last five years.

Diving deeper into Karate Island, we arrive at Martial City, the birthplace of roughly all martial arts known to man, yet now, it was merely a husk of its former self, as an uncountable number of dried-up humans, both male and female, littered on the streets, giving the city a ruined image. The previous marine outpost, which was constructed roughly five years ago and created from some of the most robust steel, was long gone; only destroyed remnants were left while the ground was covered in blood, limbs, and corpses as if a monster had gone on a rampage.

In a matter of less than twenty-four hours, the once lively and vibrant city was now turned into nothing but a lifeless ruin; only the sound of the wind blowing was heard. The cause of the city's destruction was only two people who were currently approaching the island's dock; one was a young woman with perfect curves; with every step she took, her hips swayed rhythmically while her breasts lightly bounced, which was capable of cause both men and women to fall into a trance with just one glance.

The other person was an even younger man of the mink race who was far from home; his body was laced with powerful muscles that, while not enormous, would instill fear into even the most mighty of men, causing one to think twice before making him an enemy. Resting on his shoulder was a large red and golden staff that dripped with blood onto his golden-brown fur, dying his fur a shade of red.

As the heavenly woman and the mink, who had a feral expression, walked toward the dock, they suddenly stopped as a marine suddenly appeared standing before their path; said marine was Captain Shu, the person assigned five years ago to guard and protect Karate island. Although no one besides the three was present, if anyone were alive, they would be utterly shocked to see the marine suddenly get onto one knee as he bowed his head while the two continued walking toward him.

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"My Lady, as per usual, your orders have been perfectly executed; I've requested reinforcements from the Marine HQ through the transponder snail." Replied Shu with a fanatical expression as he eyed the approaching Freyja.

"Fufu, you've done wonderful, my slave; now, here's your final reward for being such a good boy." Said Freyja with a charming yet dangerous smile as she reached down and grabbed his chin before leaning in for a deep and passionate kiss.

While Freyja kissed the man, I saw how his body started shrinking until he looked like nothing but a skeletal husk of a human; when that happened, Freyja stopped kissing him and released her hold on him, causing the corpse to collapse onto the ground with a delightful expression plastered on his face.

"Delicious." Muttered Freyja as she seductively licked her lips before glancing at the Diddy.

"To think I actually saw him as someone strong; pathetic." Said Diddy as he glanced at Shu's corpse before continuing his march toward the dock, while Freyja followed closely behind.

Exactly five years have passed since the Marines created an outpost on this island; in these years, Freyja and I have greatly improved our strength, whether it's finally creating and mastering my perfect fighting style or Freyja learning more about her devil fruit abilities, both of us have gotten much stronger.

Although I hate to admit it, the one who improved the most between the two of us is Freyja; having an island filled with humans, who she could use to enhance her strength by just absorbing their vitality, was too difficult to compete with, not to mention, in the past twenty-four hours she had absorbed thousands of humans, which significantly elevated her strength.

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Though she may have massively improved her strength from being just a pathetically weak human to someone decently powerful in only five years, her strength hasn't approached mine yet; I'm still much stronger than her, not to mention that transformation ability I have on the night of a full moon, which isn't a secret anymore because Freyja thought it would be a good idea and disobey my orders; however, I didn't punish, considering on that night she was beaten to an inch of her life.

"Did you already leave pictures of us along with the note at the marine outpost? I want them to know who caused this destruction." Said Diddy with a feral smirk as he glanced at Freyja while walking over several dried-up bodies.

"Yes, I had that captain do it while he was requesting reinforcements, though do you think it will work?" Replied Freyja with a lovely smile while looking at Diddy, completely concealing her killing intent.

"No idea, but why not give it a shot? Besides, even if this doesn't work, they'll soon know who is responsible for the city's destruction; this is merely the first of many places we'll end up destroying." Stated Diddy with a chaotic expression while looking at the corpses beneath his feet as he smiled.

"You'll end up destroying; I don't have any desire to cause destruction and chaos, unlike you; all I want is to get stronger, and the quickest way to do that is to absorb the vitality of living beings, if that so happens to be humans, then so be it." Said Freyja matter-of-factly while walking beside Diddy, who merely laughed in response.

"If all you want is life force, there is a forest to the south of us that contains many beasts; why not drain their life force, you Succubus?" Remarked Diddy with a chuckle as he glanced at Freyja, only to see her make a disgusted expression.

"You don't think I've tried? I'd much rather consume the vitality of a beast than a human; they have a much larger quantity, but unfortunately, I'm unable to do so. Their life force is different from that of humans, and absorbing it is like poison to me; too much of it and I'll die." Replied Freyja with a frown.

"Besides, even if I could, it's utterly disgusting to have sex with a beast." Added Freyja while eyeing Diddy, who merely laughed.

"Hahaha, so that means you've had sex with a beast?" Said Diddy with laughter.

While laughing at the prospect that Freyja actually had sex with a beast, I was forced to evade several of her attacks as she aimed to slash with her sharp elongated nails, but because of my flexibility, not a single one landed on my body.

"I don't care how much stronger you are than me right now; if you tell anyone I slept with a beast, I'll fight you to the death!" Yelled Freyja with an angry expression as she brandished her long nails while blasting her killing intent at Diddy, which has grown tremendously over the years.

Sensing Freyja's killing intent, I stopped laughing and eyed her with a dangerous glint as I also unleashed my killing intent at her, causing our killing intent to clash as they attempted to overpower the other, though what surprised me was the fact that I was actually on the losing end.

"Hehe, it seems like you've truly killed many people; your killing intent is even more potent than mine!" Stated Diddy with a feral expression as he bared his fangs at Freyja, who stood there seemingly unphased.

"Tch, since you won this exchange, I won't tell anyone, though that won't stop me from making fun of you. I'll start calling you Freyja, the beast tamer." Said Diddy as he clicked his tongue and reeled his killing intent before smirking at Freyja, who also retracted her killing intent.

"Hmph, Fucker." Muttered Freyja with a frown as she turned away and ignored Diddy.

With Freyja ignoring me, the walk toward the dock was relatively quiet, the only thing I could hear besides our beating hearts and Freyja's footsteps, as mine was completely silent, was the howling of the wind that brushed against my body, drying up the blood that coated my fur.

Once we approached the dock, we spotted many ships, along with a few marine vessels, that I had thought about using but ultimately decided with only two people it would've been a hassle to operate, especially when you take into account that neither of us knows how to sail properly. Thankfully, because of Freyja's status as a noble and her devil-fruit abilities, she was able to acquire a relatively small ship, but given that there were only two people, it was perfect.

Approaching a spot on the dock, which is privately owned by one of the nobles Freyja had turned into her slave, we spotted our boat; it was nothing fancy, but it was professionally crafted, so it was better than most ships out on the sea.

"Hehe, fucking finally, we're leaving this place; I've been cooped up for too long; I can't wait to venture out into the world. I'll finally be able to let loose and cause as much chaos as I want while hopefully fighting stronger opponents." Remarked Diddy with a significant smile as he jumped onto the boat from the dock, landing directly on the deck while Freyja merely flew with her wings that sprouted out her back.

"Did you bring it?" Asked Diddy while looking at Freyja before glancing at the top of the mast.

"Yes, I brought it, though I didn't expect you would want to be a pirate." Replied Freyja as she approached a chest and opened it before grabbing a red cloth.

"It's not that I exactly wanted to be a pirate, but from what I learned about the World Government and how they operate, they would've most likely labeled me as a pirate or revolutionist anyway, so I figured, why not pick the more fun option?" Remarked Diddy as he clutched the red cloth out of Freyja's hands before propelling himself to the top of the mast.

Now at the top of the mast, I unfolded the cloth, which displayed the image of a monkey's skull wearing a red and golden pirate hat; connecting the jolly roger to the mast, I landed on the deck beside Freyja and looked up at my symbol.

"So, Captain, what is our pirate group called?" Asked Freyja sarcastically as she folded her arms.

"Hmm, how about; The Frenzy Pirates?" Stated Diddy with a grin, while Freyja merely sighed.