One Piece: Reborn as a Skypiean

Next Phase (1)

Chapter 188

Title: Next Phase (1)

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Slamming the buff man to the floor, Tsumi sighed. So easy. Why is this so easy? She wanted to prove her worth, to prove that she is worthy of her current title. The prove she was worthy of being called the sin of Greed.

Tsumi liked her position as a Priest before Amon destroyed Birka. She just sat in her butt, 'blessing' people with her palm raised, and worshipping the seemingly non-existent God. She quite enjoyed it. Being lazy but getting what she wanted... but there was only a tiny- no, a major problem. She just wanted more.

More power. More respect. More laziness. More food. More attention. She wanted more of every good thing.

So she eyed the position of Arch Priestess, maybe that would cure her hunger? Maybe then she would finally find peace? She wanted to try it, but before she could, God himself descended on the mortal realm. She barely believed God existed, so when she saw the little boy with the power of Thunder, her whole existence was shaken. She was scared, scared that she would be punished for her sin, her greed. But luckily, the man seemingly didn't notice a thing.

Then she started to work under him. She had no problem, she even felt better than before, as she had people working directly under her. She had absolute control over them, just after God himself. She was satisfied- unfortunately, it only lasted a few days.

Her greed returned.

She wanted to climb the ladder, but she wasn't getting an opportunity. It was then, as Amon introduced the Sins. Tsumi knew this must be her fate, this must be her time to shine. So she tried, tried, and tried. Against Duy, Braham, Cricket, she fought and finally reached the position that was made for her.

The Sin of Greed.

She didn't mind the name though, it described her perfectly. She got a new mansion, a bunch of maids, a few of the best Cloud Cars, and a position just after God himself. She was happy with her new position. So she wanted to prove herself, to not lose this position.

Sighing at the thoughts, Tsumi raised her hand above her head, glancing at the brigade of charging men. She needed to prove herself, but her competition was hard. She didn't have Conqueror's Haki like Hancock, no powerful fruit like Urouge and Raki. She wasn't weak per se, but she was probably the least gifted among the current sisn.

Yet she earned the position. She didn't have talent on Haki or a strong fruit, yes, but she did have techniques. Master of Rokushiki, Raki's Sword teacher, and finally - Wind Style martial art.

An orb of air started to condense on her grasp, slowly growing in size as it became as big as a basketball. After that, blades, shuriken like blades appeared on each side of the orb, forming a — "<Wind Style: Rasenshuriken!>"

Tsumi streamed her strength on her hand and whipped it down, throwing the ball of destruction towards the incoming horde. Cutting the brigade of 21 men at once, splattering blood all over the place.

Wind Style is a martial art made from the bits of Fishman Karate. It was hard to make, but with a Supercomputer on his hands, Amon didn't have to do the hard work. It wasn't perfect yet, but it did its job. A special martial art for his people was what made him unique from the other Emperors, and currently, Tsumi was the best at it - even better than Amon himself.

Tsumi took a breath in. "All hail Kami!" She threw her fist in the air and dashed forward, grabbing her sword and coating it with a sharp wind.

She was greedy, yes, but she had a limit. Her God was the limit.