I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"Human wall!"

Cloned soldiers kept pouring in from all directions, filling the gaps in the human wall with their own flesh and blood.

Before we knew it... the roar of the machine guns had stopped.

"Why did it stop?" Aron raised his chainsaw, which was stained black with Armament Haki, to block the lightsaber in Niji's hand, and turned to look at Veben.

Wiburn's hands were empty, having transformed back into arms from machine guns. She looked at the group of clones lying in pools of blood in front of her, her expression strangely blank.

"Are these people... willing to step forward and die because they are needed by the people?"

She suddenly asked.

"Needed?" Green-haired Yuji scoffed, standing in the gap behind the human wall, raising his eyes to glare contemptuously at Weiben.

"These are mass-produced clones, just fearless cannon fodder, convenient tools."

Viben's pupils dilated slightly.

Some of the clones lying in pools of blood were still alive, but none of them spoke or struggled; they were like a group of living corpses.

"They don't even have names?" Weiben asked softly.

"Names are meaningless to tools."

He was halfway through his sentence when a mocking smile appeared on his face.

He crouched down, lifted a clone lying on the ground with one hand, and with the other hand tore open the collar at the back of the neck, glancing at the string of numbers on the back of the clone's neck.

"No name, but a number," Yuji said with a cold sneer.

"The clone's number is... B-5711."

"You're such a foolish woman to be swayed by something like this."

"B-5711?"

Wei Ben repeated the number over and over, then suddenly seemed lost in thought.

She once had a similar number.

.........................

Viben was born in a poor kingdom that was suffering from famine.

Her only memory of her birth mother is the sight of her leaving as she was abandoned.

“We don’t have enough food. Let’s take this child to the mountains and abandon him,” the birth mother said.

She was worthless, unwanted, and a burden abandoned by her birth mother.

Am I also unwanted by my mother?

At that time, she had no name.

............

"A child without a name? Fufufufufu... another abandoned brat."

"From today onwards, you'll be called BABY-5. If you survive the training... the Weapon-Devil Fruit will be yours. Once you become a Devil Fruit user, you'll be a useful person."

Although she had a name, the deep-seated fear in her heart never left her.

There is a huge void in my heart, with loneliness and insecurity following me everywhere, like a bottomless quagmire.

She longed to be needed, even if it meant being trained as an assassin. As long as someone needed her, she could live like this.

"Where else can you find a woman as convenient as her?" Rao G, also a cadre, said with disdain.

“BABY-5, why are you always so easily fooled… lend me 20,000 Berries too,” said Buffalo, Buffalo’s partner.

Within the family, only Doflamingo has been quietly eliminating the various troubles caused by her awkward personality, but that's all.

She always believed that she was living the happy life she had always dreamed of, a life where she was constantly needed by others.

But the emptiness in his heart has never been filled.

At that time, her name was BABY-5.

...........

Until one day ten years ago, an incident occurred on the Island of Everything.

This is the story of a girl who can't refuse others and a man who can't refuse others.

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"BABY-5, I need you. Be my sword and my weapon!"

These words, like an invisible arrow, pierced BABY-5's heart from several kilometers away.

"Ah~~ Is this what confessing your feelings is like?"

She pressed one hand to her chest, feeling the throbbing in her heart, and a blush rose on her face.

"What an intense feeling of being needed! Is this... love?"

..........

"Could it be that your confession to me just now was fake, and you no longer need me?"

"I didn't confess to you. I just wanted you to be my... cough cough."

Halfway through his sentence, Sieg felt a familiar, choking sensation well up inside him.

The Iruma card's effects were still working, and he was also a "pushover" who couldn't refuse others.

"I...I really need you."

"Really?" A look of pure happiness immediately appeared on the girl's face.

Will you always... always need me?

“I…I…I can’t refuse you, I will always need you!” Sig looked constipated.

.........

"Doflamingo! Isn't it your Donquixote Family that has been using Baby-5 as a tool and exploiting her weaknesses all along?"

"After adopting BABY-5, ignoring her pathological personality and letting her grow up like that... is that what you call being good to her?"

"And does this child even have a proper name?"

"BABY-5? What kind of name is that? Is it a model of some kind of weapon?"

..........

“Come back, BABY-5! Our Don Quixote family needs…” Buffalo shouted, trying to call for BABY-5.

But Sieg's voice was louder:

"BABY-5!"

I need you more than anyone else in the world.

"So, from now on, will you only listen to me?"

BABY-5 froze. She stood in the crowd, speechless for a moment, but her eyes gradually welled up with tears. She nodded silently and forcefully.

..........

"Mr. Sieg, please call me Viburn from now on?"

"Is this the name you gave yourself?"

“Yes.” BABY-5 nodded vigorously, a smile appearing on her little face.

"Because Mr. Sig, don't you need me to be your weapon?"

"From this day forward, I will be Mr. Sieg's weapon."

At that time, her name was Weiben.

...........

laugh-------

A sharp whistling sound came from the air.

"What a stupid woman, to be so distracted on the battlefield because of a bunch of clones."

With a mocking smile, the green-haired Yuji lunged forward, his fist striking with a whistling wind pressure.

"Windlock kill!"

With the amplification provided by his combat suit, he moved like lightning, and his long-prepared heavy blows tore through the air, producing a booming sound like cannons even though it was a fist.

Sig, who was standing behind, quietly reached out and took a picture.

"Is this Germa's high-tech combat suit? It has the ability to manipulate high-pressure air..."

A surge of psychic power swept in like a tidal wave, stirring up the surrounding air currents. Gusts of wind lashed out, crashing against Yuji's body.

Yongzhi's smile suddenly froze. As a warrior who had been manipulating high-pressure airflow for many years, he was disturbed by the turbulent airflow around him. His originally swift movements were slightly slowed down.

At this time.

Viben finally raised his head.

"My name is not Stupid Woman."

Her right arm transformed into a massive and ferocious skull-crushing hammer, its surface wreathed in dark Armament Haki, making the metallic skull-crushing hammer gleam with a terrifying black light.

“My name is… Viburn!” she shouted through gritted teeth.

The massive skull-crushing hammer on his right arm struck Yongji's forehead with lightning speed, arriving before he could react.

boom!

The immense force slammed Yuji onto the ground with a deafening crash. The ground cracked and quickly collapsed, embedding Yuji deep into the floorboards, leaving only a large, V-shaped hole.

call.....

Viben caught his breath, and his arm returned to its normal position.

She reached out and wiped the sweat from her brow, then turned to look at Sieg, who had been standing behind her watching.

“Mr. Sig, I’ve grown up and become stronger,” Wiburn said softly.