One Piece: True Several Thousand Hands, rampaging across Marineford!

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"You see?"

"You really chose the wrong target to attack me."

Kahn sheathed his sword, walked to the fallen Mrs. Miller, and asked, "Why did you give up using your Devil Fruit power in the end? Perhaps it could have really pierced my heart."

Faced with death, Mrs. Miller was no longer terrified or desperate. A gentle and peaceful smile graced her face, her eyes were calm and serene, and her elegant and noble demeanor remained.

Just as beautiful as when we first met.

She slowly reached out her hand.

"You got off easy." Kahn grabbed it and placed it on his face.

At that moment, her eyes slowly closed.

She slept peacefully.

Mrs. Miller's first blood was taken away by Kahn forever.

"Congratulations on your liberation."

"When you go down there, don't call yourself a lowly person. Although people are born unequal, please don't look down on yourself."

“You are beautiful, Ms. Miller.”

The warmth of Mrs. Miller's hand gradually faded from his face.

The fruit's power grants extremely strong perception, including the ability to sense human emotions and the temperature of life.

“Killing is indeed addictive.” Killing special people is even more irresistible. The moment Kahn realized he was enjoying it, he became secretly wary. He didn’t want to become a psychopath.

"Old man, what you said is absolutely true."

Gifted with extraordinary talent, yet lacking the heart of a swordsman.

Kahn always believed that swords were tools for killing.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

If life were just an ordinary, uneventful existence, that would be one thing, but in this world, swords are for killing. No matter the reason for drawing a sword, it is still killing.

Kahn walked to a corner of the room and slashed open a wall with his sword.

The fact that the wall remained intact even when Mrs. Miller lost her mind clearly indicates something fishy.

It turns out there was indeed something fishy going on.

Behind the wall, in a corner, there was a beautifully dressed little girl, curled up in the corner.

The figure looked familiar.

It was that little beggar who was beaten by the nobleman.

Kahn instantly understood the cause and effect.

The little beggar he unintentionally helped was Mrs. Miller's daughter. Mrs. Miller had a grudge against the nobility, and when she learned the details from her daughter, who never listened to advice, the fuse suddenly ignited.

Extremely unstable emotions.

On the verge of collapse and struggle, there is no way out.

He just happened to walk right into the line of fire, and he also happened to have a pair of particularly beautiful eyes.

Kahn stepped forward and saw the little girl's eyes, a deep sky blue that brought joy; they were truly beautiful eyes.

The other eye was covered by her disheveled hair, and it seemed to be missing, just like Mrs. Miller's.

"This kind of world...is frustrating."

Chapter 33 The Essence of the World (Please continue reading!)

“She still loves you.” Kahn approached the little girl and stroked her head. “Even when she was on the verge of a mental breakdown and her mind was no longer clear, she still loved you.”

"But she loved in the wrong way."

One should not be too humble in the face of nobles; this world is very sick.

“I don’t blame Mom.” The little girl looked up. “Mom has always worked so hard, struggling to protect the people here. Why do we have to live in a world like this?”

Kahn was speechless.

Is my mother dead?

"Yes, I killed him."

"...My mother said that she would have this day sooner or later, and she hoped that she would die at the hands of a good person."

The little girl, with a sudden burst of courage, ran outside and saw her mother, who looked no different from when she was asleep.

"Waaaaah~"

The little girl hugged her mother and cried.

"As your mother, she gouged out one of your eyes. Don't you blame her?"

The little girl didn't answer. Instead, she removed the hair covering her other eye, revealing a scarlet eye. The two different colored eyes together created a unique charm.

To make this little girl even more perfect.

This little girl will grow up to be even more beautiful than Mrs. Miller.

"Do you...do you want to inherit your mother's abilities?"

"Do you have any way to help me?" the little girl asked hopefully, without a trace of resentment in her eyes.

The world teaches them to accept whatever comes their way.

Kahn had already planted his own seed in Mrs. Miller, the seed of his own ability. From the beginning, he sensed that Mrs. Miller possessed an extraordinary life force, a symbol of a Devil Fruit user.

He wasn't wrong; Mrs. Miller possessed the Paramecia-type Thorn-Thorn Fruit, which allowed her to transform into a Thorn Person, with thorns growing from any part of her body.

A little while later.

Kahn held the fruit with strange patterns in his hand, feeling incredulous. He had only tried it, and he was actually able to extract the Devil Fruit that had not completely dissipated from someone else by having it bear fruit.

He wasn't the only one who could do it.

Perhaps we could try developing along the lines of the Tree of Life, adding some characteristics of Devil Fruit trees to create our own unique abilities.

Currently, there are two limitations to extracting Devil Fruits from others: one is to kill the Devil Fruit user, and the other is to extract the fruit within a limited time.

“Your talent shouldn’t be any less than Ms. Miller’s, so don’t waste the power of this fruit.” Kahn gave the little girl the fruit that was useless to him.

Mrs. Miller, having figured things out on her own, was quite capable of exchanging a few blows with him.

Kahn temporarily took the little girl with him.

At the agreed time, they went to the port to find Wang Zhi, Kende, and others.

The group gathered together, and Kahn recounted what had happened to him. Then, he handed everything over to the adults and took Katakuri to help the little girl distract herself.

After finding out about Mrs. Miller's past, Wang Zhi and Kendall gave a wry smile.

There are too many things like this on the high seas.

Mrs. Miller had her eyes gouged out by a nobleman because of her beautiful eyes. She was then robbed of her childhood sweetheart by another nobleman and raped by a group of low-class thugs, resulting in her pregnancy and the birth of a girl who was born missing an eye.

Later, his mindset became twisted, and he fell in love with hunting nobles with beautiful eyes, becoming more and more deeply involved, even going so far as to prey on noble children.

On the pedestrian street.

Kahn put down the Den Den Mushi.

Mrs. Miller is beyond saving; death is the best relief for her.

The contradiction between her remaining rationality and her gradual madness tormented her constantly. At first, she targeted noble girls for their eyes, then nobles with beautiful eyes, then girls with beautiful eyes, and finally anyone with beautiful eyes was likely to have them gouged out.

Cannibalism!

Evil begets evil, and the cycle continues endlessly.

How far will this utterly awful and disgusting world push people to?!

They changed a once gentle and kind girl into this.

Kahn recalled the gentle and relieved smile on Mrs. Miller's face before she died, and couldn't help but feel indignant about the state of the world.

Good people don't always get good rewards.

It's hard not to be angry.

Mrs. Miller was a tragic woman, and also a microcosm of the tragedy of this world and this era.

She was a twisted person, yet she protected the peace of this place.

Who is right and who is wrong? Who can say for sure?

It's just a muddled mess.

Are we to ask Kahn to say something like, "There's always something hateful about a pitiful person"?

Only a child could say such a thing.

Many people are simply unfortunate souls living in poor conditions and forced to change their circumstances.

As children, we were ignorant of the world's immensity; only when we grow up do we realize what reality is.

"Hehehe~ Uncle Ken, I want to know what happened to those two nobles?"

"We can't handle this."

"They're just two nobles. With Uncle Ken's abilities, surely he can kill them?"

"The nobleman who gouged out Ms. Miller's eyes is long dead, and his entire family was wiped out. The other nobleman was a Celestial Dragon, so there was no chance to kill him."

"what?!"

"Some Celestial Dragons like to roam the seas to display their nobility, wreaking havoc wherever they go. This island beneath our feet was once a peaceful and harmonious place where the common people lived happily. To show that they had changed the island, the Celestial Dragons built prosperous districts, erected statues for themselves, and celebrated their achievements. Ms. Miller's childhood sweetheart was coveted as a male concubine, and to make him give up, the Celestial Dragons sent a group of men to rape Ms. Miller..."

Kendall, on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, still revealed the truth.

"..."

They forcefully disrupted the island's original harmonious order, ostensibly for the sake of economic development, but instead created a haphazard, opportunistic bustling district as a facade.