[One Piece] Dionysus’ third-rate script

"No, the Don Quixote family is here."

"Don't look at them, you fool, close your eyes."

"Smile, smile."

A group of people walked toward the end of the road. With them as the center, the passers-by who were standing on the street noisily chatting and having fun consciously retreated to both sides of the road. The faces of the men who were chatting just now were filled with flattery. smile. The residents close to the street closed their windows in a tacit agreement, not caring about the knocked over flower pots in front of the windows, nor the fact that their daughter’s balloons hanging outside the windows were flying further and further away. It's like a plague has passed through.

In this case, one person seemed extremely abrupt.

"Hey, what's going on with that little girl? Why do you dare to sit on the chair?"

"Oops, who is going to tell her to stand up quickly? It will be over if she contradicts the Don Quixote family."

The middle-aged man wearing a hat walked to a stall with a beach umbrella not far away. On the white chair placed under the umbrella, there was a little girl of no more than ten years old sitting quietly on it. She His legs were still dangling leisurely, looking like he was passing the time out of boredom.

The middle-aged man anxiously reminded her to leave quickly, but the girl signaled to him that she was waiting for someone. After thanking the man, she still sat on the chair and swayed her legs back and forth. When the man saw that the group was about to approach, he gave up the idea of ​​persuading the girl and hurriedly retreated to the street.

It's such a pity that such dazzling red hair, such lovely and peaceful face, and such clear and pure purple eyes will soon disappear under the destruction of this villainous family.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes silently, unable to bear to watch what happened next. He also had a daughter of a similar age to her at home. As a father, he stepped forward to dissuade him out of kindness, but if he collided with the Don Quixote family, His own family would be torn apart.

He quietly opened his eyes again, hoping that a miracle would come instead of the tragedy. But he found that the girl not only had no intention of hiding, but also smiled brightly at the disaster that was about to happen. Following the girl's gaze, she seemed to be smiling at the boy who was the leader of the group.

Don Quixote Doflamingo, the evil Celestial Dragon, leader of the notorious Don Quixote family. He and his family told the people in the town through their actions that no one could look down on him who was only ten years old.

Now there was one more person who looked down upon him. The girl on the chair stared straight at him, as if she had seen some lost treasure.

The man closed his eyes in despair again.

"Hey, what are you staring at?"

He heard the voice of a man named Trebol among the group of people. His personality was different from his somewhat funny appearance. He was a very sinister and vicious man. Many murders and swindles were committed by this man.

Please, don't answer him truthfully, that guy defends that kid to a twisted degree. If he knew you were staring at him, he would dig out your eyes on the spot.

As the kind-hearted middle-aged man thought, the girl did not answer him directly. The man heard a burst of brisk footsteps.

Now you know you are running away, why didn't you leave when I advised you just now. The man opened his eyes in despair, praying that those bullets would not hit her, and that it would be best for her to leave the street safely.

Hey, hey, where are you running?

Under his disbelieving gaze, the girl's smile became even brighter, and she ran quickly towards the Don Quixote family like a bird returning to its nest.

"Long time no see, Dover."

When Trebol heard this, his hand that was already on the trigger paused. He tilted his head to the right and looked at the boy walking in front. The rest of the family team also looked at the leading boy.

People who can call him Dover should be like them.

The four of them were all waiting for Doflamingo's reaction. As long as he showed a hint of dissatisfaction, they would instantly tear the girl in front of them to pieces.

In fact, it was even worse than dissatisfaction. Doflamingo ignored her at all, and even avoided her hand that tried to touch him. The boy acted as if he was hiding from something invisible and dirty, his face expressionless. Bypassed her.

Dini, who received no response from Doflamingo, stopped where she was. The Don Quixote family's team bypassed her and merged together again.

What? It turns out he is an insignificant person. Trebol pointed the gun at her from his clothes again. Since it made Dover a little upset, he could only make you disappear.

When this bullet goes down, her young body will stretch back due to the impact, and her chest will explode with blood. Her rude eyes, which just a moment ago were staring at Dover, will soon... Loss of focus.

Goodbye, little girl.

With a "bang" sound, a bullet flew out of Trebol's gun barrel. The sound made Doflamingo, who was walking at the front, pause, and he turned around as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The place where Dini was standing just now was deserted, and there was not even a single footprint on the smooth cement road. If the bullet hadn't hit a tree in front of the cafe, they would have thought they had just seen a ghost in the daytime.

"Hey, why did the child suddenly disappear? Why, why?" Trebol expressed his doubts to other people in the team, but no one could give him an accurate answer. The child was in full view of everyone, without any trace. Disappeared without warning.

"Only plays missing guys."

Veins popped up on the boy's forehead. He subconsciously put his hand into the pocket of his black windbreaker, searching for a cigarette to smoke, but the cigarette in his pocket was accidentally dropped and turned into a candy. He saw a note stuck to the candy wrapper:

【I am back. 】

He turned the note over and saw on the other side:

[See you later. 】

This is the sentence again, what else can this guy say.

Trebol in the team was still chattering, and Diamanti was mocking him for why he couldn't even deal with a little girl. The two of them didn't notice that Doflamingo's eyebrows had slowly broadened, and he took the candy again. He put it back in his pocket and kept rubbing it with his fingers.

The Don Quixote family left the street noisily.

The kind-hearted man who witnessed all this decided not to meddle in his own business again.

Staring at the night sky can affect one's sanity. When you look at the stars in the sky, imagine whether there will be another you there, and what his life is like. Will he be a nobleman in the sky, rich and prosperous in his life, or he will be just a commoner, wandering around in his life; Is his life a life of extraordinary achievements and achievements, or is he just living in a corner all day long and doing nothing?

Starry Sky wouldn't answer.

But I am the special one, I am [Dionysus], my tribe is separated from the world consciousness, my existence is not controlled by anyone, I am my own lone light.

Of course, I am different now, I have a [protagonist] of destiny.

Looking at the night sky with emotion, Dini waited until she found the person she wanted to see. She sat on a broken wooden wine barrel, turned her head and stared at the visitor with a smile on her face.

In fact, expressions have no meaning to [Dionysus]. They discovered during their interactions with humans that humans like to express emotions in this way. In order to communicate more with the chosen humans, they are constantly making changes. What's more, a facial movement can have a soothing effect, so why not do it.

But the boy seemed to have something unspeakable, and his face suddenly looked a little painful because of the confusion.

"No need to worry, as long as it is your question, I will answer it."

The boy looked at her glowing slightly under the moonlight, just like the night they first met. He traced her smile with his eyes, and his mood became calmer than ever before. He heard the sound of waves crashing on the rocks.

"What the hell are you?"

Unexpectedly, the first thing he said to him after coming back was to question his identity. Dini didn't mind that this human being who held two-thirds of her authority was still suspicious of her. On the contrary, she was optimistic that this proved that he had a developed rational thinking and skeptical spirit.

"I told you when we met for the second time."

Dini jumped down from the wine barrel and climbed down the mountain of scrap copper and iron. The white dress on her body was stained with the red rust of copper and iron, which looked like dried blood.

She walked up to the boy who looked at her silently, "It seems I need to introduce myself again."

She came closer and was satisfied to find that the boy did not retreat. Dini still had that unreal smile, but her tone was unprecedentedly serious: "My name is [Dionysus], and I am the one who provides the world with consciousness." One of the upper-level beings."

"But that is the common name of my tribe. As for me, you can call me Dini. Other than that, I have no other title."

It turns out that everything she said was true, the weird ability she gave me, the way she could disappear in place, and those nonsense names she gave me.

Thinking of this, the boy looked at her suspiciously, "But why did you say your name was 'Vienna' last time?"

"That's just my external identity. I don't want to hear my name spit out from human mouths."

She looked at him again with that slightly fanatical look, "Of course, you are special."

Somehow, he recalled the night when their foreheads touched each other, her eyes piercing into his soul through her sunglasses, and her red hair falling on his shoulders.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

Now the distance between the two of them was very close, so close that Dini could hear his cold tone in her ears, but her red face could be seen in her eyes.

"You accepted my gift, so you are now my [protagonist]. I will build a drama based on your destiny and feed it back to the world's consciousness."

She observed the boy's expression with some regret. She knew that a lot of things must have happened during the time she left. Before she left, he was at most just a irritable little boy because of the drastic changes in his life. Now he no longer looks like a human cub of this age. Now, he is transforming into the extremely evil person Dini had foreseen.

Doflamingo said nothing.

He looked like he didn't quite believe me. Dini raised her eyebrows and continued: "I don't need to lie to you. You can trust me more. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side."

Doflamingo sneered as if he was being teased, "Stand on my side? Where did you stand when I was hung up and burned by those untouchables? Where did you stand when I was shot with an arrow? I Where were you standing when you almost died in MarieJoia?”

His emotions were almost violent. His hands were clenched into fists and shaking, and his body was trembling. He was like a ferocious beast that had been abused by humans for a long time. After breaking out of the cage and regaining freedom, he roared at the person who was supposed to rescue him.

"You want to control my destiny? Just dream, no one can control me!"

It's [Carnival] at work.

"Calm down, Dover, and don't say anything weak."

"Weak? Then give your damn authority to someone who is not weak. I don't care!"

This is completely unreasonable. The situation will not change even if she is here. She does not intend to interfere too much with the behavior of the protagonist of the play. This is the rule and her principle. The prototype of the tragic play has been submitted to the world's consciousness. If she takes action at these nodes, some parts of his destiny will be contrary to the outline. Not only will the effect of the feedback to the world's consciousness be greatly reduced, but it will also waste her dozens of dollars. Years of searching.

What she pursues is the purest tragic fate. Unlike the first generation and the second generation who like grand heroic epics, and unlike the third generation who likes holy knight wars, she simply wants an unfortunate person's struggle against fate. Whether this person is a vicious desperado or a compassionate savior, she doesn't care how much betrayal, how many supercilious looks, how much sadness he will suffer in his life, she just wants a very tragic result.

The night she first met Doflamingo, she saw his pure black destiny, and she also learned about his past through [First Peeping].

I didn't expect that he would accuse me so hysterically. Dini sighed. Sure enough, it was still too much for a human being at this age. His mind had not grown to a certain level and he left his parents too early. It was a miracle that he could withstand [Frenzy] for such a long time.

Dini leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Doflamingo, who was still furious.

"Let me go, I don't need your fucking charity." Dini's strength was so strong that Doflamingo, who was struggling like a reckless calf, couldn't break free.

"I never thought about controlling you, and I never looked down on you. I helped you get back to the top, and you helped me complete the construction of the show. We are equal." Feeling the movement of the boy in his arms weakening, Dini freed up a hand and gently stroked the back of his head. It was obviously just an embrace between two children of the same age, but Dini interpreted it as a statue of the Virgin holding the Son.

Dini deliberately lowered her voice and whispered into the boy's ear:

"Calm down, good boy."

Doflamingo gradually calmed down. This is because Dini, as the owner of [Carnival], has the ability to influence others to a certain extent through words and actions, and Doflamingo, as the recipient of authority, is more susceptible to Dini's influence.

"Hey, don't do anything, I'm not a child anymore."

Seeing that he could communicate normally, Dini let go of her arms and continued: "I left to submit the outline of the play to the world consciousness, so that I can give you all my power. I told you."

After speaking, she looked at Doflamingo with slight dissatisfaction, "You always don't listen to what I say."

Doflamingo recalled that it was indeed the case. Not only had she said her name, but she also explained the reason when she left. She also said that she could not inherit all her power at the time. The boy avoided Dini's gaze with a guilty conscience and changed the subject: "I am already very strong now, when will you give me the remaining power?"

People who were making a big fuss just now have the nerve to say such things. Dini answered him: "That's what I'm waiting for here."

Dini stretched out her hand to straighten his head, but Doflamingo turned his head. He looked at the pair of hands close at hand and stumbled and said, "Isn't it just a touch of your fingers?"

Dini looked at the boy in front of her who was suddenly squirming, and explained to him naturally: "The remaining authority is the deepest part. It will be very painful for you to pass it on in a small area."

Then, regardless of the other party's reaction, she pressed her forehead against him forcefully, staring closely at Doflamingo's eyes behind his sunglasses.

Here it comes again, that itching feeling in my heart. The boy looked at the face that was close to his own and felt that the other person's eyes were like a purple ocean whirlpool. If he looked at each other for a while, his soul would be swallowed by them. Fortunately, only a small amount of authority remained, and the transition was over quickly.

Dini let go of her hand, smiling and wanting to tell Doflamingo the effect of [Carnival]: "From now on, we will be completely symbiotic. Hey, are you leaving?"

She did not catch up, but stood in the ruins and shouted to the escaping blond boy: "Run slowly, don't fall!"

He must have heard these words, because the next second he tripped over an abandoned tire lying in the road.

The Don Quixote family in the house finally waited for their leader.

"Why did Dover go out so late at night? Could it be that he went on a date with a woman?" Then a sharp voice argued, "How could Dover do that? He must be exercising his body and will." ”

In a sense, he did both.

"Hey, why is Dover's face so red? Is someone bullying you?"

"Tripped over the tire."

The next day, a garbage disposal plant disappeared from the world.