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Even if James made demands that bordered on excess, the people of Fish-Man Island would comply without hesitation.
A crack of lightning split the air, and James appeared atop the central platform of Gyoncorde Plaza.
The Right Minister, standing beside him, coughed twice into the Den Den Mushi. The amplified signal rippled through the plaza, and the bustling crowd gradually fell silent.
James's gaze swept across the sea of merfolk and fish-men—until it paused.
Jinbe.
His left hand was wrapped tightly in cloth. Every finger had been severed.
James's lips twitched.
That blue idiot actually did it…
He shook his head faintly. Jinbe's ruthlessness toward himself was impressive, if not excessive. Still, losing a few fingers wouldn't meaningfully diminish his combat ability. Jinbe could still serve perfectly well as a frontline shock trooper when the time came.
Today's focus, however, wasn't Jinbe.
It was the future of the merfolk and fish-men.
Sky Island had arrived. Now came the order.
James activated his Rumble-Rumble Fruit, electricity amplifying his voice until it rolled across the plaza like divine thunder.
"After the events of the past few days," he declared calmly,
"I believe everyone here already understands the current situation of Fish-Man Island."
A hush fell.
"Here, you have achieved a dream your people have pursued for thousands of years.
You no longer need to endure discrimination to interact with humans.
You will live beneath the sun and breathe freely—alongside the people of Sky Island, who are likewise children of God."
A ripple of emotion surged through the crowd.
"But," James continued, his tone firm,
"freedom also comes with responsibility."
"To live within my Divine Kingdom, you must fulfill your duties and make your contributions."
He paused deliberately before continuing.
"Given the unique nature of your race, all ambitious individuals among you may voluntarily apply. After screening, qualified candidates will join the God's Judgement Squad, participating in grassroots governance and enforcement on Fish-Man Island."
Murmurs spread, tinged with excitement.
"Here, the Divine Kingdom will publicly post its laws and punishments. Every citizen must uphold them as the bottom line."
James's eyes flicked briefly to the Right Minister.
"After discreet investigations," he went on smoothly,
"it has been determined that merfolk and fish-men prefer separate living environments, and the current structure of Fish-Man Island already reflects this."
Somewhere in the crowd, a Divine Enforcer blinked in confusion.
When did we conduct discreet investigations?
James didn't miss a beat.
"Therefore, effective immediately, all fish-men will relocate to the newly prepared Fish-Man Island to the east.
The original Fish-Man Island shall be renamed to Mermaid Island."
No protests rose. Only stunned acceptance.
James then outlined their assigned responsibilities in simple terms:
Mining and processing minerals.
Extracting and refining petroleum.
Producing bubble coral.
Reclaiming wasteland.
Cultivating crops, tea, and fruit.
And, most importantly in a pirate-dominated world — the manufacture and sale of military arms.
'This sector,' James added casually in his mind,
'will expand significantly once Doflamingo is eliminated.'
With the major arrangements complete, James waved his hand and vanished in a flash of lightning.
Fish-Man Island held nearly five million people—the largest population he had ever subdued since leaving Sky Island.
A personal appearance, even briefly, was essential to pacify them and ensure loyalty.
Moments later, James arrived at Shyarly's private manor.
After spending some time indulging himself among Shyarly and the mermaids, he leaned back contentedly and remarked:
"The Mermaid Café needs expansion. It's far too small."
Shyarly snorted and crossed her arms, pretending to scowl.
"Are all these mermaids still not enough for you to squander?
I heard you're moving all the fish-men elsewhere.
You're not planning to keep every beautiful mermaid on Mermaid Island for yourself… are you?"
James blinked.
"Eh? How did you know?"
Shyarly lifted her shark tail and pointed at the large display screen in the hall.
"God-sama wouldn't forget that Gyoncorde Plaza has a Video Den Den Mushi, would he?"
Mero giggled softly, her small hands pressing against James's shoulders, easing the tension from his muscles.
James laughed.
He wasn't surprised by that—but it didn't matter.
The following days passed in indulgent monotony.
[Small R-18 Scene]
Within the lavish palace of Skypiea, where cloud formations painted the vaulted ceilings and the air thrummed with the perpetual rumble of storms, James was sprawled on his enormous bed, a throne of silk and feathers so immense it could accommodate a banquet.
His form, chiseled by divine authority and mortal conquests, gleamed under the soft glow of ethereal lanterns.
Surrounding him, his cherished consorts—each a jewel of beauty and fire—moved with the grace of sirens drawn to their emperor's magnetic pull.
With her orange hair falling like melted gold, Nami leaned forward, her lips colliding with James's in a passionate embrace.
Their tongues danced in a whirlwind of hunger, her soft whimpers escaping as "Mmm... Oh~, Onii-chan..." while his hand tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, deepening the devouring kiss.
Her body arched against him, breasts pressing firmly into his chest, nipples hardening like hidden treasures begging for discovery.
Beside them, Robin's enigmatic smile curved as James's free hand roamed her voluptuous curves.
He cupped one full breast, thumb circling the peaked nipple with teasing pressure, eliciting a husky moan from her throat: "Ahh... yes, James~..." His fingers kneaded the soft flesh, then slid downward to grasp her rounded ass, squeezing with possessive force, pulling her nearer so her thigh brushed his hardening Cock000.
Further down the bed, Vivi knelt with regal poise, her blue locks framing her face as she enveloped James's throbbing cock in her warm mouth.
She sucked greedily, tongue swirling around the thick cock, drawing out a guttural groan from him: "Nngh... that's it, Vivi..."
Makino joined her, her gentle features twisted in lust as she laved his heavy balls with languid licks, murmuring "Mmmph... so heavy. "
Their mouths worked in tandem, wet sounds filling the chamber—slurps and pops echoing like forbidden symphonies.
Hina positioned herself at his side, her stern beauty softened by desire, as she trailed kisses along his neck.
Tashigi, ever the disciplined swords woman, straddled one of his thighs, grinding against it with needy pants: "Ohh... James-san..."
Maya and Conis flanked the group, their hands exploring each other's bodies in a prelude, fingers dipping into slick folds while watching the scene unfold, their breaths coming in syncopated gasps: "Aah~... look at our Emperor..."
The night dissolved into a haze of entangled limbs. James broke the kiss with Nami, only to claim Robin's lips next, his tongue invading with imperial command as she mewled, "Y-yes... deeper..."
He flipped Nami onto her back, positioning her beneath him, and thrust into her welcoming warmth with a single, powerful stroke.
"Ahhh! Onii-chan!" she cried, legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded relentlessly, the bed creaking under the force.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Her pussy walls clenched around his massive cock, milking him as sweat beaded on their skin.
Shifting seamlessly, he pulled out and turned to Vivi, lifting her onto all fours. Entering her from behind in a primal doggy style, he gripped her hips, slamming forward with rhythmic intensity.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
"Nngh... tighter, Vivi... oh fuck..."
Her moans rose in pitch: "Yes! Harder, my god... aaah!" Robin crawled beneath, her tongue flicking at Vivi's clit, adding layers of ecstasy that made Vivi shudder and scream.
As dawn painted the skies in hues of rose and gold, the revelry showed no sign of waning.
James took Makino missionary-style, her legs hooked over his shoulders, allowing him to plunge deep, hitting spots that made her wail: "Oh gods... right there... mmmph!"
Hina rode him reverse cowgirl, her ass bouncing hypnotically as she ground down, his hands slapping her cheeks with sharp cracks: "Take it all, Hina... yesss..." Her cries mingled with the slap of flesh: "Aah! James... fill Hina with everything!"
Tashigi demanded her turn, pushing him back and mounting him in cowgirl, her breasts heaving as she bounced with fierce determination.
"Nngh~... so big... ohh James-san!" He groped her swaying breasts, pinching nipples until she arched in bliss.
Maya joined, straddling his face as he devoured her dripping pussy, tongue delving with expert flicks: "Ahh... yes, lick me... mmm~!"
Conis, the angelic inhabitant of these skies, was next—James bent her over the bed's edge, entering her in a standing doggy, one hand fisting her golden hair. "Scream for your emperor, baby..." he growled, thrusting with unyielding vigor.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Her voice broke in ecstatic sobs: "O-oh! Conis is yours... aaah~!"
The second day blurred into an orgy of positions and pairings.
In the palace room's vast expanse, mirrors reflecting their debauchery from every angle, James orchestrated a chain of pleasure.
He had Nami and Robin in a sixty-nine, his cock alternating between their mouths as they lapped at each other: "Mmm... taste her on me..." Groans and slurps filled the air, building to climaxes that left them quivering.
Vivi and Makino shared him in a double blowjob, their lips meeting around his shaft, tongues dueling for dominance: "Fuck... you two are insatiable..." He rewarded them by taking Vivi prone bone, flattening her against the mattress, while Makino fingered herself watching, moaning "Yes... pound her..."
Hina and Tashigi wrestled for control, ending with Hina on her back, legs spread wide as James missionary-fucked her to oblivion: "Angh!Deeper~... break me!" Tashigi sat on her face, grinding as Hina's tongue worked overtime: "Ohh~... yes, Captain Hina..."
Maya and Conis explored a scissoring tribadism, their slick pussies rubbing in frantic circles, but James interrupted, inserting himself between them in a modified missionary, alternating thrusts: "Feel me fuck you both... huh~ ha~!"
By the third day, exhaustion mingled with insatiable fire, the room reeking of sex and sweat.
James started with a group tease— all eight women on their knees, taking turns deepthroating his cock while he fingered whoever was nearest: "Gag on it... good girls..." Choking sounds and wet gurgles echoed: "Glk~... ahh~"
He moved to a pile-driver with Robin, her legs over his shoulders as he drove downward: "... so flexible, Robin... scream for me!" Her voice shattered: "Yes! Robin's yours... aaah~!" Nami climbed atop, riding his face reverse while he continued.
Vivi received a full nelson, arms locked behind her as James thrust upward: "Bounce on it... oh fuck..." Her cries peaked: "My Emperor! Vivi's cummingggg~... aannhh~!"
Makino in lotus position, facing him intimately, rocking with slow, deep rolls: "Hold me close... mmm~...James~…James~" Their moans synced: "Yes... forever..."
Hina demanded rough anal in doggy, her ass clenching around him: "Punish me... nngh~!" 💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕 Slaps and grunts filled the space: "Take every inch..."
Tashigi in bridge position, arched back as he pounded from above: "Sostrong~... oh gods... yes, James-san!"
Maya spooned against him, his cock sliding in from behind: "... aaahh~! Yes~…James-sama~"
Conis ended the marathon in missionary, wings metaphorical in her ecstasy, as James filled her one last time: "Fuck, Conis... cum for me, baby~..." Their unified moans crescendoed: "Ohh~... James-sama!"
Amidst it all, the palace room changed into a safe place of never-ending passion, with bodies intertwined in all ways imaginable, and sounds of pleasure constructing a pattern of love and desire that sounded across Skypiea's skies.
[Small R-18 Scene End]
That was James routine, Playing with the mermaids.
Coaxing Shirahoshi to sleep.
Spending nights with Nami, Robin, Makino, Hina, and the other Divine Concubines.
Shyarly, Shirahoshi, and the mermaids gradually grew closer to the women of Sky Island.
How close?
Robin would know best.
New World, Near Punk Hazard
After having tea one afternoon, James took a group of Divine Enforcers to Punk Hazard.
The island was eerily silent. Toxic residue lingered in the air, faint but deadly.
Fortunately, Divine Enforcers were fully equipped; hazmat suits sealed tight, gas masks filtering every breath.
Locating Punk Hazard wasn't difficult.
James only needed Shirahoshi's assistance and multiple Log Poses to dispatch Enforcers in broad search patterns across the New World.
At this point in time, Punk Hazard had not yet become the frozen inferno left behind by the clash of Admirals.
A year earlier, Caesar Clown had escaped captivity and returned here, unleashing poisonous gas and resuming his inhumane experiments.
Now he worked under Doflamingo and Kaido, producing SAD—the luminous substance required for artificial Zoan Devil Fruits.
(At this stage, Caesar had not yet begun cooperating with Big Mom. The gigantification experiments came later, after the Admirals' duel.)
James raised a hand.
"Domain: Electromagnetic Field."
A vast electric field spread outward.
Every monitoring Den Den Mushi that entered it convulsed violently and fell silent.
Inside the research facility, the monitoring staff and imprisoned test subjects stared at their blank screens in confusion.
This island was a toxic wasteland—no sane person would visit it for amusement.
Law hadn't arrived yet.
Neither had any of the island's future aberrations.
James and his group advanced unhindered toward the research institute.
At the sealed entrance, Shura lowered his voice respectfully.
"God-sama… the door appears locked. Shall we force entry?"
James frowned.
He had already destroyed the electrical systems within the electromagnetic field. Opening the door was trivial—his Door-Door Fruit could bypass it instantly.
What gave him pause was something else.
Once his subordinates entered, chaos was inevitable.
If Vegapunk's artificial Devil Fruit, modeled after Kaido, were damaged in the confusion, that would be unacceptable.
The Fish-Fish Fruit, Model: Azure Dragon.
Vegapunk had deemed it a failure because the dragon scales were pink instead of green.
Yet its abilities were otherwise identical.
Meaning, James could get Kaido's power without ever fighting Kaido.
Considering his existing Devil Fruit arsenal, that would tilt the balance of power dramatically.
Even after consuming it for a short time, Momonosuke could make Kaido cry, demonstrating the Devil Fruit's immense potential to quickly transform a child into a formidable individual.
James's eyes narrowed.
This… I absolutely cannot allow to be lost.
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