Going Merry
The Going Merry swayed gently over the calm ocean waters, but the tension on the deck was as thick as the air itself, vibrating with the muffled sounds coming from the cabin.
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Inside the Cabin
The dim lamplight flickered, casting distorted shadows on the wooden walls. Riser sat motionless, his golden eyes fixed on Nami's writhing figure on the bed.
Her body arched, sweat glistening on her skin, lips parted as moans escaped—wavering between pain and something deeper, something visceral.
"Ahhh... AAHH!"
Her nails dug into the sheets, muscles tensed as if trying to escape her own body. The pain burned from within, but along with it, something else was growing.
The heat spread like an uncontrollable wildfire, coursing through every vein. Her vision flickered between reality and a world tinged in crimson.
Ngh…! This… is killing me…!
Her teeth clenched, canines throbbing. The rapid pulse in her veins made every heartbeat feel like an explosion inside her chest.
No… I can't die… not yet…
Her mind spun between torment and sudden clarity.
The Phoenix's Tears…
Her eyes widened, glowing with a wild amber hue.
If I can get some… I can sell them for millions!
A trembling smile curled her lips, even as her body convulsed violently.
CRASH!
The table beside her toppled over.
THUD!
Her body arched again, slamming against the wall with force.
"AAAHHHH!"
Riser tilted his head slightly, watching her like a patient predator. The golden glow in his eyes flickered in the dim light, analyzing each of her changes with an almost clinical fascination.
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Outside the Cabin
BAM!
Sanji kicked at the invisible barrier sealing the door. A red spark flashed upon impact, pushing him back slightly.
"RISER, YOU BASTARD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO NAMI-SAN?!"
Another kick. Another spark.
BZTT!
"Argh!"
Nami's muffled cries and the sound of things breaking inside only fueled his fury.
Luffy scratched his head, leaning in curiously.
"Eeeeh? Sounds fun! I wanna play too!"
Usopp's eyes widened, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
"I don't think this is that kind of game, Luffy!"
Vivi's face turned crimson at another loud moan from the cabin. Instinctively, she covered Karoo's ears.
"This isn't appropriate for you, Karoo!"
"Quaaack?!"
Igaram, even more embarrassed, covered Vivi's ears in turn.
"Princess, please don't listen to such vulgarities!"
Sanji kept kicking the barrier, more frantic with each strike.
BZTT!
"I swear, if he laid a finger on her, I—"
Alvida leaned against the railing, a smug grin on her lips.
"Ahahaha! Relax, blondie. Sounds like she's enjoying it."
Sanji froze.
"You… WHAT?!"
She shrugged, pretending to inspect her nails.
"Oh, come on. Some girls like a little… danger."
Sanji's face turned red with rage.
"I'LL KILL THAT BASTARD!"
Zoro yawned from the background, watching the scene with pure boredom.
"Tch. If you're that worried, why don't you do something useful instead of screaming like a damsel?"
Sanji whirled around, pointing a furious finger at the swordsman.
"REPEAT THAT, MARIMO!"
"I said you sound like a hysterical damsel."
The blonde growled, ready to attack him, but another intense moan from the cabin made him freeze.
"AHH! NGH…!"
Sanji clenched his fists.
Luffy clapped his hands together, grinning excitedly.
"I wanna play too!"
Zoro massaged his temples.
This idiot never takes anything seriously…
Usopp gulped.
"Maybe… we should wait…"
Vivi kept her eyes shut, trying to block everything out. Karoo let out another "Quack!" struggling in the princess's hands.
Sanji ran a trembling hand over the barrier again.
"If he hurts Nami-san… I swear I'll end him."
Another crash echoed from the cabin.
BANG!
The wooden planks vibrated, followed by a final muffled moan.
Sanji spun on his heel, ready to explode with rage.
"RISER! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?!"
Alvida chuckled, leaning against the railing, her club balanced on her shoulder.
"Ahahaha! Who knows, cook? Maybe she's enjoying it more than you think."
Sanji's eyes widened, his face turning crimson with pure fury.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU—!"
Before he could lunge at Alvida, a grumpy, irritated voice grumbled behind them.
"Do you people know that some of us are trying to sleep?"
Everyone turned to see Mr. 3, his eyes half-closed, pure annoyance written on his face.
"What kind of madness is happening on this damn ship? Screams, crashes, and… what the hell are those noises coming from the cabin?!"
Sanji gritted his teeth, his blood boiling as another faint Ahh… came from inside the room.
BAM!
His foot shone mid-air before smashing into Mr. 3's face with a devastating kick.
CRACK!
The Baroque Works agent was sent flying like a ragdoll, crashing against a barrel before collapsing unconscious for the second time.
Alvida whistled, impressed.
"Wow, blondie. That kick was full of resentment."
Sanji spat to the side, fuming.
"He was at the wrong place, at the wrong time."
Vivi covered her eyes, refusing to witness any more chaos.
"Luffy, please do something before the ship falls apart!"
Luffy tilted his head.
"Shishishi! But it's fun!"
BAM!
A new crash. But this time, not from the cabin.
Karoo broke free from Vivi's grasp, shooting across the deck like an out-of-control missile.
"Quaaack!!"
The duck crashed straight into Usopp, spinning him through the air before landing flat on his back.
THUD!
"AAARGH! Karoo, you crazy duck! Where are you going?!"
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Inside the Cabin
The flickering light bathed the room in hues of red and gold.
Nami knelt on the floor, eyes half-lidded, breathing deep. Her skin glowed with a pale, supernatural sheen, damp hair clinging to her forehead. But the most striking change was her eyes.
Golden, like Riser's. Intense, hungry… and subdued.
She lifted her gaze slowly, her new vision capturing every detail of the room with perfect clarity. The scent of old wood, the warmth radiating from Riser, the subtle pulse of energy from the magical barrier sealing the cabin.
And then, without hesitation, she bowed before him.
"Master…"
Her voice was soft, yet carried an emotion she didn't yet understand.
Riser observed, golden eyes gleaming with something between satisfaction and amusement.
This is the Nami every Otaku has learned to love.
He crossed his arms, remaining silent as Nami stayed kneeling before him.
She trembled. Not from weakness, but from something new, overwhelming. A primal hunger burned inside her—a craving she couldn't explain.
Riser's scent was intoxicating.
Her body wanted to move closer. Her mind screamed to surrender.
Why… do I feel this way?
She bit her lip, her slightly elongated canines grazing against each other.
The vampire blood within her pulsed, a new and dangerous fire igniting in her soul. But there was something more. Something she didn't know.
Riser's blood now flowed through her veins.
And that… only he knew.
He finally moved, lowering himself to her level.
His gaze burned, as if analyzing every detail of her transformation.
"Stand up."
The command was clear, unwavering.
Nami shuddered, every cell in her body responding.
She stood.
Slowly, golden eyes still locked onto his.
The hunger grew.
The submission deepened.
Her body was no longer just her own.
She didn't know it yet… but she already belonged to him.
Riser smirked slightly, as if he had expected this exact result.
Nami… you will never be the same again.
The lamplight flickered, casting distorted shadows across the room. The silence between them was heavy. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, breaths short and uneven.
The scent…
It was intoxicating.
She could feel the warm pulse of blood flowing beneath Riser's skin. A steady, controlled, hypnotic rhythm.
Desire twisted in her stomach, her throat dry, the burning need spreading through her chest.
She didn't want this.
But she wanted it more than anything.
Her lips parted slightly, elongated canines throbbing.
"Are you hungry?"
His voice was low, smooth, yet laced with something sharp—like a concealed blade.
Nami clenched her fists, teeth grinding.
"I…"
The words caught in her throat.
Riser tilted his head, brushing aside his golden hair.
Exposed skin.
A pulsing vein in clear view.
"Feed."
The command was simple.
Instinct screamed within her.
Nami hesitated, taking an unconscious step forward. Her eyes locked onto the spot where the hot blood coursed beneath his skin.
No… I can't…
But hunger drowned out any logical thought.
The scent.
The sound.
The promise of satisfaction.
She stepped closer, her knees almost giving out.
Heavy breathing.
Lips slightly parted.
She couldn't resist.
Her teeth sank into his skin.
A shock rippled through her body.
The taste flooded her mouth.
Her eyes widened.
It was…
The best thing she had ever tasted.
Dense. Rich. Perfect.
Each drop rolled over her tongue like forbidden nectar.
The world disappeared.
Nothing else mattered.
Only that taste.
The warmth that filled her body, soothing the fever, erasing the pain, replacing everything with pure ecstasy.
Her fingers gripped Riser's shirt, as if trying to pull him closer.
She wanted more.
She needed more.
Riser remained still.
No sound. No movement.
He only watched, golden eyes impassive, as she surrendered to instinct.
The strength surged.
Her mind faded.
Only hunger remained.
Submission.
The overwhelming pleasure of blood.
"This…"
She gasped against his skin, her voice feverish.
"It's perfect."
Riser closed his eyes for a moment, a faint, almost amused sigh escaping his lips.
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