Redfield carried out the mission of inviting the Super Class Danger Beasts to settle in Starfish World.
But this was not going to be so easy to achieve.
After all, the issue was related to their trust in the world government, and that depended on how he would manage to make them feel safe and arouse their interest in Starfish World.
And, of course, there was also the issue of how to find these beings.
Teigu World was, after all, a fairly large planet.
This is also the reason why Redfield was asked to take action. His ability is too easy to use to find people.
Moreover, Tyrant was a real problem, because Black Marlin and the Ancient Dragon could at least reason, and their way of thinking was similar to that of humans.
It all depended now on how Redfield would manage to 'convince' him by physical means.
...
A dozen days later.
Imu received Ju Peter's report: Redfield had managed to convince the Ancient Dragon, Black Marlin, and Tyrant to move to the Starfish World.
However, because their sizes were colossal, it was necessary for Stussy to use her ability to help them.
After traveling through several worlds, the Ancient Dragon finally arrived at Mary Geoise, floating on its small dragon body. It flew until it was hovering over Redfield and the others' heads.
First, he looked at the sun in the sky, his gaze reflecting the wisdom of millennia. Then, he turned his head and looked at Stussy. "Little girl, return my body to its original form. Then, I will go on my own to that White Sea you mentioned."
"But before that, I want to make a stop at Wano Island, to see little Tsukahara. Don't worry, I already have the map of your world engraved in my mind, I won't get lost."
"That…" Stussy hesitated for a moment.
"Leave it, since they have arrived at Starfish World, it means they are now part of the World Government." Redfield said, with a smile on his face.
Beside him, little Pato also nodded. "Boss is right, they are already one of us, there is no need to be so strict~"
"Well, if you say so…" Stussy agreed, but just as she was about to remove the effect of her ability, Tyrant spread his wings and launched into the sky at full speed.
"Hey, wait!" Stussy exclaimed, raising her voice to stop him, but she saw Tyrant's body expand as he ascended.
"How is it possible?!"
Stussy covered her mouth in surprise.
Although Redfield remained calm, his hand had already reached for the hilt of his umbrella sword.
At that moment, the officers and soldiers of the army at the base of the Dimensional Gate began to surround the area, noticing what had happened.
"Don't worry, everyone. He's just in a hurry to leave. Besides, Tyrant isn't the type to attack humans for no reason. There's nothing to fear," the Ancient Dragon explained, seeing the atmosphere getting tense.
"But his body…" Stussy watched Tyrant get further and further away, the sound of the wind and sonic booms filling her ears.
"It's been almost a day, it seems that he has already adapted to your power." said the Ancient Dragon, before hurrying a little: "Little girl, it's time for me to go."
"Eh, okay…" Stussy resignedly raised her hand and touched the dragon's body. Immediately, the Ancient Dragon began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A dragon's roar echoed through the air, like thunder shaking everything in its path.
Everyone present in the surroundings saw how a huge white-furred creature ascended into the sky.
...
Meanwhile Imu was in a room, which was approximately two hundred square meters.
Following the direction of his gaze, a perfect circle with a diameter of four meters could be seen on the white ground.
It was a circle of transmutation.
This was a transmutation circle that Director Isaac of the Kingdom of Alchemy designed according to Imu's instructions.
It was said to be evaluated as S-level by the Truth Academy because it involved the highest secrets and taboos of alchemy.
The soul!
At that time, Noah's Ark had landed on a vast plain somewhere in the ancient Kingdom of Marley.
Although, according to records, the transmutation circles that use the Philosopher's Stone do not rely on the energy of the movement of the earth's crust, Imu thought that, to be on the safe side, it was better for the ark to stay close to the ground.
That was why he didn't choose Paradis Island.
After all, in his opinion, an island couldn't compare to a continent, no matter how hard he tried.
[Swish! Swish!]
There were two noises as if something had passed through the air, and the Enma sword and a box containing fragments of the Philosopher's Stone appeared in the center of the circle.
"Okay, let's get started."
Imu first drew a drop of blood from his finger and made it fall onto the blade of the Enma sword. Then, she slowly crouched down and with both hands she hit the edge of the transmutation circle hard.
At the same time, he began to inject his thoughts and desires into the transmutation circle through his mental power.
In the next instant, a hissing sound accompanied the sparks of blue electricity that began to surround his hands, causing the lines of the transmutation circle to shine brightly.
The fragments of the Philosopher's Stone within the circle began to melt, transforming into a blood-red liquid substance.
Like a red ribbon gently dancing in the air, it coiled around the Enma Sword, eventually fusing with it, creating a red glow on the surface of the sword's scabbard.
Not only that, but the electricity flowing through the transmutation circle changed from blue to red.
"It's not bad, it's quite stable."
Imu sighed in relief when he saw that nothing unexpected had happened.
Now, the Enma Sword would have to remain there for seven days. With the help of the Philosopher's Stone and the transmutation circle, a soul would be incubated inside the sword completely loyal to him.
His goal was to regain control of the Enma Sword from the hands of the King of Death, which was why he had decided to do all this in the World of the Titans that was not yet under the other party's control.
…
Quickly, the days passed.
On the seventh day, Imu appeared in the room where the Enma sword was. Now, on the scabbard, some red flower patterns had appeared.
Time passed slowly.
Imu calmed his mind as he watched the transmutation circle on the ground begin to rapidly fade, as did the red sparks.
[Buzz——————]
Suddenly, the sword glowed with an intense purple-red light.
In an instant, within the transmutation circle, a woman with two long horns on her forehead appeared, dressed in a traditional kimono of purple and gold colors. Her feet were covered in red wooden sandals, and a purple mist floated around her body.
The woman, with pale skin and long black hair, knelt on one knee, her purple eyes looking at Imu excitedly.
"Emma, I greet you, Father!"
"Huh?" Imu raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Why do you call me father?"
"I was born from your blood, and my soul was granted by you, so naturally I am your daughter," she replied with an expression that denoted complete naturalness.
Imu looked at the woman speechless. "But where have you seen such a big daughter when she was just born?"
"Ah, I see." Emma looked down and observed her body.
She instantly released a purple cloud that covered her completely. After a few seconds, the mist dissipated, revealing a little girl with the same style of clothing, but now much smaller and adorable looking.
"Enma, I greet you, father!"
A childish voice came out of the little girl's mouth, leaving Imu at a loss for words.
...
Imu arrived at the hall in front of his room, followed by a small, black-haired girl.
They both sat on opposite sofas and stared at each other.
After a few moments of silence, Imu, after organizing his thoughts, was the first to break the calm: "Let me ask you something first. How long have you had memory?"
Enma turned her bright purple eyes, and with both hands on her stomach, she responded in a sweet tone: "My lord father, I remember everything since I was born."
"Birth? Do you mean right now, or before?" Imu asked, confused.
"My lord father, I am referring to the moment when I was created by the King of Death." Then, pausing, she continued, "But in my heart, my true father is you, because the King of Death only gave me a body, but you bestowed upon me my blood and soul. I will always be your daughter!"
Imu was speechless upon hearing her. Still, there were questions that needed clear answers.
"If your soul has just been born, how is it possible that you remember things from before?"
Little Enma looked down and explained, "Because before it had a soul, the Enma sword already possessed a certain spirituality, and that was why it was able to record the events it experienced. When I acquired a soul, those memories became my own."
Imu understood immediately.
"So, how much do you know about the King of Death?"
This was one of the questions that worried Imu the most.
Hearing the question, little Emma tilted her head and put on an adorable expression as she tried to remember.
"Not much. In my memories, the King of Death created my essence about a thousand years ago."
"And then, about fifty years later, the King of Death gave my essence to a leader of the Kozuki clan who ate the Yomi-Yomi no mi, in order to bring me to the material plane. My essence was then forged into a sword, and each time the sword was destroyed my essence would be forged back into a sword under the invisible guidance of the King of Death. Ever since I came to the material plane I only have the memories of my time with the wielders of the swords."
"A possessor of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi?" Imu asked with some disappointment, and his mind recalled the current possessor, Brook.
"Yes." Little Enma nodded her head sweetly. "The possessors of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi are, in a way, emissaries of the King of Death. After the awakening of the fruit, their connection with the King of Death deepens, so they can access his powers such as cold air, which has the ability to freeze even souls."
Imu turned serious upon hearing this and asked, "What do you mean by emissaries?"
"I mean, the King of Death can directly control the souls of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi's possessors." Little Enma seemed to recall something else. "Ah, right, because the mortal plane rejects the presence of entities like the King of Death, he cannot stay for long, but if that person carries the Enma sword... well, rather, if he carries the Enma sword from before, the King of Death can possess the body of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi's user for as long as he wants."
"According to my memories, the King of Death used this method to take the body of the leader of the Kozuki clan, many years ago, and moved through this world."
"And also, the King of Death helped him consolidate the power of the Kozuki clan, going from being stonemasons and craftsmen, to the shogun clan of Wano. Although there is a period of time after that where the Enma sword was destroyed and I don't have the full memories, but Wano Island changed drastically during that period of time."
The more Imu listened, the more his frown deepened.
He did not expect that there would be such a close connection between the user of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi and the Enma Sword.
"If that is so, why are there no later records about that first shogun of the Kozuki Clan? The Yomi-Yomi no Mi is supposed to grant immortality in the form of a soul, right?"
"Father, from what I know, the user of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi is not truly immortal, as even the soul has a lifespan limit. Longevity depends on the strength of each individual's spirit." Little Enma shook her head in correction. "As for that first shogun of the Kozuki Clan, when the King of Death left his body, he chose to commit seppuku to follow him into the afterlife."
Imu immediately grasped a crucial detail: the first shogun of the Kozuki Clan was most likely still serving the King of Death in the underworld.
"And you, the King of Death can still influence you?"
"Probably yes… and also no." Emma put her index finger to her lips, tilting her head as she pondered. "What I mean is that he could communicate with me, talk to me, but I don't think he could control me with his power. My soul comes from the Philosopher's Stone, so his influence on me is limited."
"That applies to the mortal plane in the Starfish World. However, if I were in the underworld of the Starfish World, I wouldn't be able to say for sure, as the power difference between us is huge. And in this world… here, he can't even get in touch with me."
Imu let out a sigh of relief.
"So what can you do now? And what do you want to do?"
"Let's see…" Little Enma stroked her chin. Suddenly, she raised her right hand and spread her five fingers.
"This is the Hell Flame. It has a similar effect to the Underworld Cold of the Yomi-Yomi no Mi, but the more evil a soul is, the more it will burn."
Five flames of a dark purple hue appeared on her fingers. With a proud smile, she looked at Imu, waiting for his reaction.
"Anything else?"
Imu looked at her calmly.
"Of course! I still have a lot of skills!"
Emma, noticing her father's lack of reaction, pursed her lips and jumped up. She waved her arms excitedly.
"I can collect the souls of the dead and summon them to fight for me. Look at this!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a thick purple mist formed around her. Several white souls with different faces emerged from it. However, their empty gazes made it clear that they lacked any consciousness of their own.
Still, this failed to impress Imu.
Frustrated, Emma spun on her heel and slammed the edge of her hand into the air beside her.
At that instant, a purple-black rift slowly opened in space.
"I can also open a portal between the living world and the underworld. Look, father!"
Imu jumped to his feet, his gaze fixed on that dark crevice. "Can you enter and exit the underworld of the Titan World through that?"
"Of course!" Little Emma, finally seeing a reaction from her father, smiled proudly. "Father, you asked me earlier what I wanted to do, right? My plan is to control the underworld of this world."
"If I can get my flames to consume most of that realm, my essence will spread throughout the underworld, and I will be able to take control of it."
She paused and scratched the back of her head with a nervous giggle. "Of course, that would be so as long as there isn't already a ruler of the underworld born in this world. If there is one, I probably won't be able to defeat it…"
Imu pondered for a moment before asking, "Could I come in?"
"Of course. You just need to take me with you. You can't separate your soul from your body yet on your own, so I'll help you."
"Perfect!"
Imu smiled. He would no longer depend on the King of Death to travel to the underworld.
Now all that was left was to find the right moment to speak to that King of Death again.
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