[One Piece] Dionysus’ third-rate script

Doflamingo felt that today was strange.

He stole apples from the stall today much faster than usual. While his mind was still reacting to the action of "getting", he had already pocketed the apples in his arms, which caused him to be momentarily stunned. A few seconds, and then ran away at extremely fast speeds. Yes, the speed of running away today was even much faster than every day.

In addition, the people who chased him today were not as fierce as before, and they were even stunned by his words for a few seconds when he occasionally turned around to talk back.

Could it be that my bloodline as a Celestial Dragon has awakened some special ability? Doflamingo was sitting at home eating the food that he had successfully collected today. Rosinand was nibbling on the apple obediently next to him. They left the most delicious and nutritious part to their mother, just to let her eat. Mother's condition improved slightly.

There were sudden footsteps outside the door, and Doflamingo knew without looking back that his incompetent father must have returned. Huo Minggu saw that the two children were rarely injured today, and he let out a long sigh. He put the food in his arms on the table. This was the dish he had worked so hard to get. He put the food that he could no longer eat. Parts of the house were solved, leaving some intact areas for the two children and wife to share.

Huo Minggu walked to his wife's bed and raised his hand to touch the heads of his two sons. The boy wearing sunglasses turned his head to avoid his hand impatiently, while Luo Nandi was comforted by his father obediently. Huo Minggu looked at the left hand that his eldest son had avoided, and looked a little lonely, but he still said softly: "Dover, Rosinandi, father is back." Then he stepped forward and embraced his wife who was sitting on the hospital bed. into his arms: "I'm back, my dear." His wife quietly leaned her head on his shoulder, smiling as warmly as he did.

Look at this family. The mother is pale and has black eyes. She can only sit on the hospital bed. The father is in tattered clothes and can only bring the food he begged for and put it on the table. The two children sitting in front of the bed are sitting on the bed. Scars from stealing and running away. Doflamingo's heart was almost swallowed up by rage. The source of all this suffering, the growth of all this misfortune, was all because of his father, his Celestial Dragon father who was stupid enough to make himself look like a human being. His forehead was almost His veins were bulging, and he felt angrier than ever before.

"Dover." His mother noticed his emotions and tried to comfort him. Fortunately, Doflamingo still listened to his mother's words. He just looked up at his father and said to Rosinand beside him: "Let's go, Rosindy." Xi, let’s find something to eat.”

In fact, the food that Huo Minggu brought back was enough for their family to solve the problem of food and clothing today, but Doflamingo felt disgusted by the food that he had obtained by begging for human beings' "blessings". If he ate such food, he would not be the only one to eat it. With his bloodline, even his soul will be stained with human stench.

Doflamingo stood up and walked out of the house. Rosinandi looked back at his father and mother who were hesitant to speak. He followed his brother obediently to the door and gently closed the dilapidated wooden door. .

The victory in the morning made Doflamingo feel a rare feeling of happiness, which made him full of confidence. He planned to get some real edible food for his mother and brother, instead of the cruel food that even humans despise. The soup is served cold. His target is an open-air restaurant on the street. This is the only Western-style restaurant on this street with tables and chairs outside. However, the owner of the restaurant is a tall and burly man. He usually comes here to steal food. It was something he didn't dare to think about, but today he was extremely confident. There was a kind of power flowing inside his body. However, he could only rest for a few hours at night and felt that he was more energetic than at any time in his life.

Judging from the fact that he was carrying a simple sealed plate of grilled fish and a bag of hard-covered bread in his arms, and even had the energy to pull his younger brother Rosie, his estimate of his body was not wrong at all.

Yes, some power in my noble bloodline has awakened. I will use this power to return to Mariejoia, and I will destroy these lowly and despicable humans. This hope quickly dominated Doflamingo's brain, making him even have the feeling that he would be able to return to the Holy Land tomorrow and lead his family to conquer the land that had caused him so much suffering.

"Mother, Rosie and I have brought back food!" Doflamingo almost rushed into the room and Rosinand was pulled by him. The first thing he saw was not the usual support of himself leaning against the bed. Instead of the mother, it was the back of the father leaning over the bed crying.

The food in Doflamingo's arms was scattered all over the floor.

The girl confidently stood on the beach and waited from the beginning of the moon, until the tide receded and the sun covered the moon's glow and radiated its own energy. She did not wait for the boy to appear.

The sea breeze made her shiver, but the coldness on her torso did not attract her mind too much, because at this time, another thing had taken away all her attention.

Why didn't he come to me? The girl was pinned to the spot by huge doubts and panic. She saw the ambition and desire in the boy's eyes yesterday. He had no reason to refuse the power she gave him. Could it be that the authority given to him yesterday was too little and he didn't feel any new changes in himself?

A flash of regret made her face fall. But there is currently no human being who can inherit all their gifts at once. That kind of tearing apart the body and mind will instantly defeat the weak human beings. She just wants to cherish "him" who stands out after thousands of choices. .

The consequence of this rare act of mercy was that the boy not only disappeared, but also took away half of her gift. Such a pure black fate is the purest one she has seen in the past hundred years. She cannot give up on him easily due to emotion or reason.

She originally came to the northernmost island with the intention of giving it a try. She originally planned to spend a long time traveling from north to south in search of suitable human-building repertoires. Unexpectedly, she would bump into her destined [protagonist] while wandering around at night.

Yes, it was meant to be. She likes the word "destiny" very much. All heroic epics have always had the theme of fate. True romance and purity come from the bitter darkness of fate.

The moment she bumped into Doflamingo at the corner, she sensed the existence of destiny. This was her "destiny", and her play could only revolve around him. If she went to look for other humans , which is not only a violation of the aesthetic principles she has adhered to for hundreds of years, but also a blasphemy against fate.

And when she glimpsed the color of his fate, the rich black color like drops of ink filled her mind, which meant that his life seemed to be a joke full of suffering. That's right, this human being is undoubtedly the masterpiece given to her by fate. Only with him can she complete the most ideal script - a complete tragedy that is extremely sad and painful.

They have always been very patient with the chosen protagonist. The last thing I lack is time, she thought.

They are a certain ancient immortal species, separated from the original power of this world. When the first one in the group completed the construction of the repertoire, the world consciousness gave them a name, [Dionysus].

As the only "female" existence in the history of the race, she gave herself a unique name, which also means that her creations will be full of strong individual colors.

But the prerequisite for having an individual color is that she needs to find the protagonist to build the drama, and her human seems to be in a state of missing.

It's not good to go on like this, she sighed. That human cub was wandering around with nearly half of her authority but could not reach a complete agreement, so she could not construct an outline of the play as early as possible and submit it to the world's consciousness. Although there are other upper-level groups running the world, Dionysus's absence will cause catastrophe sooner or later.

She felt a deep sadness from within. Dionysus, who completed the play construction before, can no longer provide much energy to the world. If he can't even find the protagonist, he will soon fall into the dilemma of supplying the world with himself.

The girl fell into a long period of regret and anxiety, so that when she came out of her melancholy, the sky became dark again. This means that she has been squatting here all day and night.

For their group, eating is not necessary. They have no feeling of hunger, but swallowing food will secrete dopamine receptors as usual, which means that they can still get happiness from food. It's just that at this time, the girl didn't have much interest in getting food to increase her happiness. Instead, as time passed, she became irritable for the first time in a long time.

The first one in their species would not have such human-like emotions, because in their nearly thousand years of life, emotions were just a dispensable thing. After all, it did not affect them at all in constructing plays. . But as members of each generation fill in the collective memory of the group, they have gained more traits in common with humans.

This feeling called irritability disappeared instantly when the girl saw a golden ball moving in the distance.

She immediately stood up and waved to him with a full smile like every other human being in our collective memory.

"It's the destined human being who ran over." The girl has never had such strong emotional fluctuations because of a human being. In the nearly hundred years of her life, even in the common emotions of their species, few humans have touched them. mind.

The girl's eyes looking at the boy's figure contained a fanaticism that she didn't even realize. In fact, in the years she spent with this human being, she never realized that she was always looking at him with this emotion. It was a look that seemed like the only meaningful existence of this human being in the world, which was why Doflamingo, who had gradually become suspicious, never had a grudge against her.

After all, which god would refuse a believer who prays to him sincerely?

But the "god" was obviously not in a good mood at the moment. He rushed over with a face that was twisted to the extreme with anger and pain. The voice he yelled was not clear whether it was because of irritability or sadness, but it was even a little trembling: "It's your fucking fault."

This human cub was good at everything, except that she often couldn't predict his reaction, but his quick thinking was enough to prove that he had abundant mental strength, so it wasn't a bad thing.

The girl watched the human boy run up to her angrily and was grabbed by the collar in a familiar manner, which disrupted her assessment of the human boy's mental strength. In fact, her collar was already loose and out of shape because of his strong tugging the night before. The boy's movement this time almost tore the dress on her body.

Their tribe pays great attention to their own appearance, which stems from the nature of their work in charge of dramas and festivals. Even when the most primitive world was in a barren and barren state, they did not wear a piece of clothing as quickly as they do now. Clothes damaged by external force.

Even though she was always very good-tempered towards the recipient, she could hardly stop laughing. The girl frowned and asked the other person: "What did I do?"

"You're still pretending to me, aren't you? My mother, my mother, her!"

Under the sunglasses, the boy's eyes were red. It was unclear whether it was because he was burning with anger or because he was tortured by pain. His emotions were now extremely unstable, like a volcano on the edge of erupting.

Such an extremely exposed emotional expression made the girl forgive him in an instant. This was the effect of the power she possessed [Carnival].

They only have one chance in their lifetime to grant [authority] to humans, and different beings in the group have different authorities.

And her [Carnival] is particularly special. Under the influence of the carnival, the emotions generated by the recipient will be amplified to a certain extent. The degree of this amplification is almost positively correlated. The stronger the emotion under the influence of [Carnival] The more obvious it is, it manifests as great joy, great sadness, and rage. This also makes it easy for humans who bear her authority to suffer mental breakdown due to the extremeness of this emotion.

But at the same time, [Carnival] greatly enhances the sexual and mental strength of the holder. The holder of [Carnival] is more able to exert control and suggestion effects on other people physically and consciously. The holder's emotions and movements are extremely It is easy to affect ordinary humans, and the degree of this influence also changes with the emotional depth and action intention of the holder.

Doflamingo's sadness and anger at losing his mother were magnified to the extreme by [Carnival]. As time goes by, his emotions will gradually go to extremes, and the boy's body will soon collapse due to such emotional fluctuations.

The girl was like a lioness watching her cub hurt herself in its mischief, and ignored the boy's hand grabbing her collar. She looked at the other person's painful face and quickly raised her hand. Before the boy could react, one hand fell on the boy's head.

The girl gently stroked the boy's golden hair. Just like the night they first met, the boy's short hair glowed with incredible luster in the moonlight. His expression turned from pain to stunned, and finally turned into confusion.

No one can touch Donquixote Doflamingo's head, no one, except his family.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. Just like the girl did not expect that this human being would reject her authority, Doflamingo also did not expect that he would accept comfort from an inferior human being.

This is not to say that this born extremely evil person was purified by the goddess of the moon, the goddess of fate, or some kind of head-touching goddess at this moment. Simply because they can influence humans who accept their authority. At this moment, she wants to comfort the human cub in front of her who is about to lose control. At this moment, only she can use her power to comfort the angry boy.

She saw the boy slowly loosen his grip on her collar, and when she lowered her head, she found that her collar was indeed tightly wrinkled. But she was still in a good mood, and the comfort just now was very successful, which proved that the boy and her part of [authority] were perfectly integrated. He was indeed a little gift given to her by fate.

The boy lowered his head and said nothing. He who was like a furious lion trying to tear everything apart just now has calmed down. He understood that his mother's death had nothing to do with the woman in front of him. It was the inevitable outcome of being sick in this dirty environment. He knew that it was actually only a matter of time. But when the moment actually arrived, his mind was still shattered.

This is the first time the girl has seen such a dejected boy. In the past two days, he has been angry, sad, and ashamed. She is actually very satisfied with his intense emotions. That kind of full tension is like her repertoire. The protagonist. This listless look really didn't suit him right now.

She naturally raised the boy's face to face the moon. She saw the dried tears on the boy's face and the suspicious sparkle under his nose. Doflamingo felt that there must be something wrong with him. How could he allow a human to be so rude to him.

But maybe it was because the moon in the sky was too bright, maybe because her red hair was too bright, or maybe it was because he saw his own embarrassed shadow reflected in the girl's violet eyes. He did not choose to utter any more harsh words. His voice was hoarse and ugly from crying and roaring, and it was not like that of an eight-year-old boy.

"It's you who gives me that strange feeling of power, right? Give it all to me!"

With that kind of energy and feeling, he can find the opportunity to take everything back. He can kill all his enemies and watch them die in hell. But it's not enough now. His power is still too weak. Make it stronger! Give him more power!

Before she could say anything else, the boy obviously agreed with her. The girl showed the most heartfelt smile she had ever seen in a long time. Taking advantage of the opportunity of holding the boy's face, she piously pressed her forehead against the boy's half-surprised and half-ashamed expression.

"As you wish, my protagonist."

The distance between the two of them was so close that Doflamingo thought she could see his eyes hidden under the sunglasses. The girl's eyes penetrated with some emotion that he didn't understand, reaching deep into his soul, burning It touches his mind and heart.

The hands on both sides of his clothes suddenly clenched tightly, and the tips of his ears turned pink that he didn't even know he had. But this feeling wasn't bad, so he just repeatedly clenched and relaxed his hands on both sides without pushing her away recklessly.

In the boy's eyes, this process seemed so long that he didn't know how many years had passed, but when the girl raised her forehead, he began to feel a little disappointed that this action was a little too fast.

Looking at Doflamingo, who was still a little stunned, the girl felt a little amused and put down her hands that were holding his face. "I can only give you two-thirds of my authority. You can't fully bear me now."

Doflamingo immediately came back to his senses when he heard the familiar words. He asked impatiently: "What does this mean? Are you playing with me?"

"If I give you all the [Carnival] now, you will soon collapse due to mental tearing and become a useless person."

The girl looked up at the aggrieved Doflamingo, and wanted to raise her hand to reach his head. This time the boy quickly turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time raised his hand and slapped her unwilling hand aside.

"Don't push yourself too far, human."

The girl said "Ah" as if she suddenly realized something, and then she covered her face in shame.

What weird thing does she want to do again? Whether it’s that strange power, or what kind of authority she’s talking about, or what kind of protagonist she is, who is she? The boy impatiently planned to speak: "Hey, what are you doing?"

His words were immediately interrupted by the girl. "It's really rude, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself."

He watched the girl raise her head and smiled at him: "My name is [Dionysus], and I am one of the upper-level beings that supports this world."

"But if it were you, you could call me Dini."

Here we go again, that weird feeling. Doflamingo felt itchy in his heart when he saw her smile, just like the day before when he saw her long burgundy hair shining in the sun. This feeling prevented Doflamingo from exposing her "lie".

She is just a human girl with some strange powers. Even though she is an upper-level existence, she is still a Celestial Dragon.

At this time, Doflamingo did not expect that the two things he compared were indeed true.

Anyway, he had already obtained that strange power, so he didn't care if this human being deceived him with lies again. So Doflamingo turned around and left with his still red ears, and his back looked like he was running away.

"Wait, tell me your name first!"

The boy who had already run some distance paused, turned around and answered her loudly with a particularly proud voice: "Don Quixote Doflamingo."

Then he added: "I am the most noble nobleman in the world, [Celestial Dragon]." After saying this, he turned around and ran away, not looking back until his back disappeared.

Of course she knew his name, not only that, she also knew his past and even part of his future. But at this moment, Dini just wanted to hear him tell her his name.

The moment she saw the boy turn around, the red sun rose from behind him, making him seem to be standing with the sun on his back. She saw his body shining with supreme glory, and his proud voice destined him to be born. The king and the protagonist.

It wasn't until she saw his back disappearing into the woods that Dini looked away. She started squatting on the spot again, muttering something softly.

"What an overly dazzling human cub."

"Strange, why do I feel itchy in my chest?"