In an unexpected turn of fate, Rimuru Tempest, the mighty Demon Lord of the That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime world, is transported to the dangerous and unpredictable One Piece world-before the events of Punk Hazard.
But when he arrives, ever...
Captured by the Celestial Dragons and taken to their secretive 0 Zone, Ciel found herself surrounded by an unsettling aura of silent reverence and twisted admiration. The area was heavily guarded by Holy Knights, towering and emotionless, their gleaming armor Mc casting ghostly reflections on the pristine floors. While Ciel maintained her calm, her mind was racing, absorbing every detail.
The higher-ups, known as the Five Elder Planets or the Gorosei, had noticed something unusual about Ciel's body—her immortal nature and inhuman resilience. Among them, Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, the Warrior God of Finance, took a particular interest. Unlike the others, who wore formal suits, Nusjuro had a unique air, his cold gaze unblinking behind his round, metal-frame glasses.
Nusjuro leaned forward, analyzing Ciel with scientific intrigue. “Fascinating… an immortal body, yet there’s no humanity in it,” he murmured, almost to himself, while adjusting his glasses.
In a calm yet analytical tone, Ciel responded, “Am I to understand that you intend to experiment on me, Uuuuuggghhh?”
“Experiment is one way of putting it,” Nusjuro replied, a slight smirk appearing on his pale, wrinkled face. “You are a specimen of rare quality, and for that, you will serve a purpose.”
As Ciel’s gaze wandered across the dimly lit room, she noticed rows of glass cases filled with skeletal remains of various sea creatures—mermaids being the most prominent. A tense silence settled over her as she realized the depth of the horrors committed here.
In the eerie stillness of the laboratory, Saint Nusjuro stood over Ciel, his thin, calculated gaze appraising her with an unsettling calmness. The sterile air was tinged with a cold detachment, as if life and death here were mere data points in his experiments. The walls were lined with glass containers, each housing the remains of countless creatures—particularly mermaids, their skeletal forms twisted and broken, a silent testament to the horrors that had taken place.
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"“Ugh… Is that the smell of blood?” Ciel murmured, her nose wrinkling at the metallic scent in the air. She looked toward Nusjuro, hoping for some expla Her lips quivered with a hollow smile. Nusjuro grab her hand and slam into one of cell Number 555. Which is lock by sea prisom stone.
In prison 555.
Ciel see 5 girl hopeless and mess up. It's like they didn't for long time. One of girl crying by seeing another girl appear.
Ciel just want to comport her and say, "no need to worries it will be alright"
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