One Piece: Chaos Kong

Chapter 198: Freyja's Resolve

Tightly clutching Freyja's leg, I spun her around before slamming her through the deck of the ship, causing it to violently shake while I looked down the hole, only to see Freyja embedded in the second floor as she glared at me, followed by her opening her mouth, releasing a torrent of orangish flames that headed upwards. Backing away from the hole, I watched as the flames spewed into the sky, only for a demonic yet angelic silhouette to be seen hovering in the middle, and only one person fits the description of a Demon and an Angel simultaneously.

"Hehe, someone is feisty, it seems, though I'll deal with you later, Freyja; I've still got my fight with Hancock, and It's far from over." Remarked Diddy with a feral smile as he eyed Freyja while the flames surrounding her quickly dissipated before he ignored her and looked at Hancock, who was still in utter shock.

"Tsk, you're always so annoying. Fine, go ahead; I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to." Said Freyja with a click of her tongue as she brushed small wood chips out of her long black hair before floating over towards Mael, only to stand right beside him.

"Don't even try anything, Freyja." Stated Mael as he gave Freyja a side glance while she huffed in annoyance before folding her wings behind her.

"Hmph, I'm not in the mood right now, so your dick's safe; but don't think just because I can't touch you right now, that won't be the case in the near future. Diddy isn't the only one who has been working on learning Haki; I may not be some incredibly talented fighter like that Monkey, but I'm damn sure determined to get stronger so that I can kill him." Remarked Freyja with a huff as she rolled her eyes and looked at Mael, folding her arms and intently eyeing Diddy's arms before looking at her own while frowning, only to clench her fist in determination, showing the expression of someone with immense resolve, something befitting of a King, or in her case, a Queen.

"I can respect your resolve, but knowing the difference in strength, do you think you ever will get enough strength to kill him?" Asked Mael curiously with a raised eyebrow as he glanced at Diddy before glancing back at Freyja.

"After all, Captain's dead set on becoming the strongest in the world. If you wish to kill such a person, you must become the strongest instead." Added Mael lightly as he folded his arms and looked at Freyja, who bit her lip, only to shake her head while her gaze hardened even further.

"It's not a matter of whether I think I'll get the strength to do so; it's a matter of I must. Diddy had taken everything from me, and I will never allow him to roam freely; the only reason I'm seemingly doing so is simply because I don't have enough strength to kill him; after all, I've tried many times, even when I was still just a powerless human. I'll kill him, no matter how long it takes, no matter how much I must bid my time and endure the pain, no matter how strong I must become. I'll kill him. It's as simple as that, Mael." Declared Freyja solemnly, clenching her fist while intently eyeing Diddy as various memories flashed through her mind, which only served to harden her resolve, unknowingly causing both Diddy and Hancock to snap out of their staring contest and look at her.
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While grinning at Hancock, I looked down at my body and did a few stretches, making sure my joints weren't stiff since being turned to stone didn't feel the most comfortable by any means; sleeping with a several-ton mammoth on my back might be more comfortable than that if I'm being honest.

'Though, I'm curious: why or how did I break out of being turned to stone? Did Hancock do something to me?' Mused Diddy as he lightly tilted his head in confusion while looking at the seemingly petrified Hancock, only to shake his head.

From the looks of it, Hancock wasn't the one who did it, nor did she seem like the type of person who enjoyed fighting as much as me, so I doubt she did that to satisfy her lust for battle, and must mean I somehow broke out of the stone by myself. How did I do it? I wish I knew, but it didn't matter too much; I'd figure it out, probably, and if I didn't, then oh well.