Well I'm dead. Yep. You heard me. But now God has given me a second chance. Let's save a world. Hell. Why stop at one?
This is heavily inspired by crusade through the multiverse. It is a great story be sure to check it out.
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I kept up that mantra and made my way up the stairs and plowed through anything in my way until I reached level 4.
As I reached level 4 I saw Hanyabal in my way. I cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm gonna guess Magellan sent you?" I guessed.
"Yes." He said with a sigh.
"To stall or as punishment for something you did?" I asked him.
"Punishment." He responded.
"Do you want this to be quick?" I asked him.
"Please."
"No." I said as I dashed towards him and punched him about five hundred times before smacking him into a wall.
"If you need to be punished than you shall receive pain. Such is the nature of Impel Down." I said as I walked away from the recently made crater that is the vice-warden.
I pulled out a cigar that Crocodile had given me and lit it in the lava from below.
"Man this is fun." I said as I looked back at Jinbe. "What's wrong? You haven't said a word since I got you out of the cell."
"Why?" He asked me.
"Why what? I've done a lot of questionable things so you're gonna have to be specific." I said as I took a puff of my cigar.
"Why help me?" He asked.
"Because you are necessary to the survival of Portagas D. Ace." I said simply.
