Chapter 56: August vs Darius
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To say Darius was pissed was an understatement.
It started around 6 months ago when he was attacked by a member of the beast pirates. He was a member of the 'flying six' or something, and he had a weird fucking name and was a racist piece of shit.
He immediately hated his guts, any normal man would. So when he took a smoke of his cigarettes before bluntly asking him to join the beast pirates, he was enraged.
Apparently Kaido had heard of his crew's exploits, and sent the prick to offer his crew to join on Kaido's behalf.
Of course he denied the request, not caring for the consequences. The day he became a subordinate over someone was the day he would die. He was like steel, before it bent it would break, and proudly so.
The denial obviously came with the consequences, after all this was Kaido we were talking about. For the next few months his crew was hunted by humans on steroids and zoan devil fruits. It eventually got too much for him and he made a tactical treat to the south blue.
He spent the next few months licking his wounds, trying to figure out his next course of action, one which involved him and his crew surviving.
Him and his top generals couldn't come up with anything other than actually joining the beast pirates, which was something he didn't want to do, but would have to if needed.
So he spent time waiting, hoping another door would open which did not involve joining the beast pirates. Just as he thought about giving up waiting, and finally breaking, his prayers were answered.
The man that introduced himself as a member of the world government and came to him with a proposal. To put it simply, he would have the authority from the world government to overthrow a kingdom and rule it for himself.
He initially didn't like the offer, but the more he thought about it the better he was. Compared to the alternative, instead of being a cannon fodder member of the beast pirate directly under multiple peoples rules, he would be the ruler of a kingdom, and would just have to maintain a good relationship with the world government.
Would he rather be a King or a soldier? The answer was obvious!
He accepted the offer, and the rest was history. In exchange for his cooperation, he was even given a devil fruit to considerably increase his combat abilities and make the objective of becoming king easier.
And so with all the pieces in place, he began the raid of Eldia.
He initially split his crew into smaller teams to pillage and destroy as many settlements and people as possible to show off the overwhelming strength of their crew and demoralise the rulers of Eldia. He thought if he did this enough then Eldia would surrender to him and he could become king without so much as lifting a finger.
But like he said before, he was annoyed, so that plan obviously didn't work. All of the teams he had sent out hadn't responded to any of his calls or even called him, so he went with plan B which was a full scale attack.
As long as he was King, everything would be fine. Many of his crew were weak fodder that would only cause problems down the line in his rule, so having them perish during his full frontal rush to the capital didn't bother him. All he needed was his right hand man Falco and some of his good men and the Kingdom would be unable to do anything.
He was so strong and with his zoan fruit that it had gone up to the point where even normal weapons did not work against him. Spears shattered against his skin, cannon fire was a minor inconvenience, and bullets were no more than some sharp stings if they managed to get through his defences.
To put it simply, he was invincible.
He mentally laughed at the thought, but quickly snapped himself out of it when a voice brought him out of his internal musing.
"Boss! I see the wall!"
His eyes narrowed at the statement, a predatory glint in them. On instinct, he slowly felt his body change to his hybrid form, but he managed to force it back down.
'I have to save my stamina.' He thought. Afterall, should his men die, it would be up to him to slaughter the men on the wall, and the men after that until the King's head was ripped from his shoulders.
As the wall came closer and closer to view, he saw the sheer amount of cannons and weapon contraptions situated on the wall, with each inch behind them covered by human bodies of all shapes and sizes.
'So thoughtful, lining up to die for me.' He licked his lips and felt the blood roar through his body. This was soon replicated by his army 1000 men strong as the temperature in the surrounding area increased.
"LET'S GET THEM BOYS!!!"
He shouted, and his men were off, the sheer powers of their stomps combining together to create a symphony of miniature earthquakes that vibrated the ground.
He pushed forwards following the men who had been eager to charge in front of him.
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOM*
Cannon fire and bullets rained down on their army, but even as bodies were ripped and blown apart in a spray of blood, his men remained undeterred and pushed the wall, if anything the death of their comrades invigorated them.
He nodded to Falco, his second in command and watched as his form bulged and turned into a monsterous 7 metre titan. Falco was strong, and a good amount of reason for that was the Titan Tian Fruit: Model Jaw.
As Falco leapt from his position and onto the walls, he could only confirm the deaths of the useless soldiers trying so hard to defend their homeland. It would be a pleasure when they see it's for nought.
Turning his attention elsewhere, he shrugged off a few stray bullets that had managed to hit him and charged the wall at an increased number of men.
His comrades followed, most of them being ripped to shreds in a parade of guts and gore as well aimed projectiles hit their body.
He ran faster and faster, swatting a cannonball away in the process as he began to transform into his zoan form.
He could already envision his stunning fist hitting the wall with such a force that it would bring it down, and envisioned the looks of sorrow on his enemies faces.
As his transformation quickened layers of muscles covered his body and his body heated up. Just as his superheated muscled fist was about to hit the wall, all he managed to see was a stream of white before his body was sent flying through the air.
*BOOM*
'Huh? What happened…I was about to punch the wall…then I flew…' His body soared through the air like a rocket, his momentum barely slowing down as his body crashed into an assortment of trees and buildings.
A trail of blood left his mouth. He was dazed, confused, head and heart pounding. He slowly began to figure out that he was attacked, by what he did not know, but he knew he was attacked right before he hit the wall.
'If I didn't activate Armament and my devil fruit…I would be dead.'
As his eyes came into focus again and he looked up to the blue blue sky, a figure came into view.
He coated his stomach with Armament Haki as another heavy blow hit his stomach. The force sent him flying to the ground, creating a spiderweb of cracks followed by a shockwave that spanned miles before dissipating.
He got up from the hole in the ground, rubbing his muscled stomach in slight agitation.
"Damn it!" He looked to the source of the problem who stood opposite him fist still clenched in blood and eager to fight, making him snarl in rage.
"You'll pay for that!" Darius growled. The muscles sitting on the edge of his skin tensed even further, and his body temperature increased to the point that steam was now released from his red skin.
"Steam shot!" Concentrating and condensing the temperature around his hand, he held it out and shot out a large blast of steam towards his opponent.
August took in a deep breath as his hands let off a white stream of energy. He swung his arms in all directions, creating streams of energy which acted as barriers and reflected and destroyed the steam coming his way.
Still in his hybrid form, Darius coated his entire body in armament Haki. Standing at 8 feet tall, his muscles were now fully ondensed and covered in a pure black hue. Steam left his body in much larger quantities, but instead of vanishing into the air the steam converged around Darius to act as an extra barrier.
'With all of this, I'm invincible.'
Darius knew he was now invisible. Or so he thought.
With the previous anxiety of being harmed no longer crawling through his stomach, Darius pressed the attack and abandoned all forms of defence.
August deflected Darius's fist, transferring the excess force to the side. His black coloured fist easily broke through the steam and hit Darius in the stomach.
"Guhhh!" Darius flinched from the attack, feeling the pain around his stomach grow even more.
'How!? I should be invincible'.
Darius stared in disbelief at August who he believed wouldn't be able to hurt him with all of his defences up. He was supposed to be stronger!
He let out a deep and demonic roar, fueling his transformation with the amount of rage he felt. His body twisted and turned in strange patterns, limbs were crushed and reconstructed as the grotesque sounds of muscles ripping and tearing sounded in the air.
Normally hybrid forms were the strongest part of a Zoan devil fruit. They were the perfect combination of human and animal traits that made up for setbacks by the other. However, with this fruit in particular, it wasn't the case.
His Zoan form was said to be a thing of nightmares, one with no weaknesses at all.
It was the Titan Titan Fruit, Model Horseback Titan.
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