One Piece: Coby with Skill Weaver System

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A surge of raw, overwhelming power flooded Coby's senses as the Haki activated, his entire body radiating with newfound energy. He could feel the immense pressure building around him, and before he knew it, the atmosphere in the arena shifted drastically. His aura exploded outward, an invisible force spreading from his body like a tidal wave, hitting everyone in its path.

"I TOLD YOU TO STOP!" Coby bellowed, his voice booming across the arena as the full force of his Conqueror's Haki was unleashed.

Marigold's grip on his body immediately slackened, her eyes wide with shock as the Haki tore through her defenses. Sandersonia, still holding Margaret's statue, froze in place, her mouth agape as the sheer force of Coby's willpower overwhelmed her.

The crowd, which had been cheering wildly just moments ago, went silent as dozens of Kuja warriors fainted, collapsing to the ground, unable to withstand the intensity of Coby's aura. Even Hancock herself was stunned, her eyes narrowing in disbelief as she watched the scene unfold.

Marigold's tail fell away from Coby entirely, and Sandersonia gingerly placed Margaret's statue back on the ground, her body trembling as she took several steps back, visibly shaken.

"You…" Marigold rasped, trying to regain her composure. "You have… Conqueror's Haki?"

Sandersonia, still reeling from the force of Coby's power, nodded weakly. "How is that possible? Only those with the potential to be a great king possess it…"

Coby checked Margaret's statue, scanning it for any cracks. Thankfully, it was intact. With a sigh of relief, he carried her carefully outside the arena. As he set her down gently, he straightened up, his eyes locking with the Boa sisters, who were still stunned by his Conqueror's Haki outburst.

"From now on, I'll fight with everything I've got," Coby said firmly.

Sandersonia's shock faded into a cold grin. "He can't control it. It's just raw spirit." She flicked her emerald hair, which began to twist and harden, transforming into snake-like appendages. "Let's show him what real power looks like." Her hair formed into venomous snakes, their bodies as hard as steel, writhing and ready to strike.

Marigold's body lit up, engulfed in blazing flames as she stepped forward with a menacing glare. "You're going to regret challenging us," she growled, her tail coiling around her, the heat from her flames scorching the ground beneath her feet.

The crowd roared in excitement, anticipating a more intense battle. But to Coby, it was time to drop the act. He wouldn't hold back anymore.

As Marigold lunged forward, her flaming fists aiming for his chest, Coby disappeared in a blur, using Shadow Step to dodge her attacks with ease. His movements were fluid, almost like he was dancing around her strikes. Sandersonia attempted to catch him off guard with her steel-hard snake hair, but Coby sidestepped every attack, moving too quickly for them to land a hit.

The sisters were formidable, but Coby was faster. He darted between their strikes, landing quick blows when he found openings. Each hit sent shockwaves through the arena, causing the crowd to gasp in awe.

Finding the perfect moment, Coby dashed forward, slamming his fist into Sandersonia's midsection. The force sent her flying backward, her body crashing into Marigold. The two sisters stumbled, momentarily disoriented.

Coby saw his chance. With a swift kick, he pushed Sandersonia toward Marigold, the force of the blow sending both sisters tumbling toward the edge of the arena. Sandersonia's back was dangerously close to being exposed. She grabbed onto the edge of the spectator seats, her face contorting in panic as her clothes burned from Marigold's flames.

She gasped, feeling the heat searing her skin. Her clothes were turning to ash, and her back—her most guarded secret—was on the verge of being exposed to the crowd. Sandersonia gripped the edge with all her strength, struggling to hold on.

Coby leapt onto her back, covering it with his body, shielding her from the spectators. The fire burned into him, searing his skin, but he didn't budge.

"You devious man!" Sandersonia thought, her mind racing. She believed he was trying to push her into the spikes below. "Mari, finish him!"

Marigold hesitated, her eyes narrowing as she watched the scene unfold. Coby's body was the only thing standing between her sister's back and the crowd. If she attacked, she'd expose Sandersonia's secret. Coby whispered calmly, "You don't want anyone to see your back, right? So sit still. I'm covering it."

Sandersonia froze, shocked by his words. For a moment, she thought he was trying to trick her, but there was no malice in his voice. He was… protecting her?

Hancock, watching from her throne, rose to her feet, her voice cutting through the tension. "The fight is over!" she declared, her tone commanding. "Leave the area before Gordon's eye reveals itself."

The crowd, sensing the urgency in her words, began to scatter in panic, carrying the unconscious warriors with them as they fled the arena.

The Boa sisters were left speechless as Coby continued to shield Sandersonia's back, despite the pain from the flames. Marigold lowered her guard, extinguishing the fire around her.

Sandersonia, her voice shaky with confusion, asked, "Why are you helping me? We're opponents, right?"

Coby, remembering Luffy's words, responded, "What you don't want others to see has nothing to do with our fight." He was quick to admit to himself that he wasn't as noble as Luffy. He was copying his captain's response, but for his own reasons.

As Sandersonia wrapped a cloth around her chest and back, hiding the exposed mark, both sisters returned to their normal forms, visibly more at ease. They turned to Hancock, bowing their heads in apology. Coby, still calm despite the tension, stood up and glanced at Hancock.

"So, are you my next opponent?" he asked, locking eyes with her.

Hancock shook her head slightly. "No, that won't be necessary. I don't feel like it."

Coby nodded. "Alright, if that's the case, can you undo their petrification? They didn't know I was a man. I tricked them because I was hurt and scared."

Hancock rose gracefully from her throne, a sly smile crossing her lips, turning into something more playful. "I can undo it, but you said you needed a boat to return to your crew, didn't you? I'll only grant one wish. Either take the boat and abandon them or I'll undo their petrification."

In her mind, she was testing him, curious to see his true nature. Was he selfish, like most men, or was there something more? 'Show me your true nature, man!'

Coby let out a small sigh, then grinned and bowed slightly. "Then undo the petrification. Thank you."

Hancock, along with Sandersonia and Marigold, stood there in shock. Gloriosa, watching from a distance, was equally surprised. "Without a shred of hesitation... A man with that kind of Haki lowers his head to help those three?"

Coby turned back toward Margaret, Sweet Pea, and Aphelandra, their stone forms still in the arena. Hancock flicked her fingers, and a soft glow washed over the statues. The petrification faded, and the three women blinked in confusion, returning to life as if nothing had happened.

Later, in the palace, Coby sat with Marigold and Sandersonia, waiting. The two sisters had calmed down and thanked him for protecting their secret. "We owe you," Sandersonia said, glancing at him, still perplexed by the events.

Coby waved his hand dismissively. "No need for that."

Suddenly, Hancock's voice called from behind a curtain. "You may enter."

Coby stood up and walked through the grand doors, stepping into Hancock's private chambers. The sight that greeted him stopped him in his tracks. Hancock stood before him, her upper body naked, her flawless body illuminated by the soft light filtering through the windows.

Coby clenched his jaw, doing his best to stay composed, biting his tongue as his eyes inadvertently traced her figure. Hancock was undeniably beautiful, every inch of her. "This is not what I was expecting. I was thinking more of a reward than this. Why are you naked?" 

Hancock stood tall, her expression unreadable as she faced Coby. She wasn't used to this sort of indifference, especially from a man. Still, she sighed and spoke in a calm tone, "That was very rude, but to be honest, expected." Without hesitation, she turned around, exposing her bare back.

Coby's eyes immediately landed on the mark engraved into her skin. The shape was undeniable—a symbol he recognized fully but still acted oblivious. "This mark… you said I had seen it before. Well, take a good look now. Do you know what this is?" Her voice was steady but laced with something deeper, something almost vulnerable.

Coby furrowed his brow as he examined the mark. "No," he admitted, "It's different. A fishman friend of mine, Hachi, had a sun tattoo on his forehead."

Just then, a voice interrupted, breaking the tension in the air. "If you don't know, I will tell you."

Hancock's eyes widened, and she whirled around, startled. "Elder Nyon! How did you get in again?"

The elderly woman ignored Hancock's outburst, her face calm and collected. She stepped forward, looking directly at Coby. "You've seen the depths of this man's heart yourself, Hancock. Be at ease and tell him everything." Nyon then shifted her attention fully to Coby. "You're the pirate Coby, the Copy Ninja, aren't you?"

Coby gave a brief nod. "That's correct."

The elder smiled slightly, though there was no warmth in it. "You're quite easygoing for someone with such a notorious reputation. A few days ago, at Sabaody, your captain, Monkey D. Luffy, sent a Celestial Dragon flying with a punch. A man unafraid of the so-called gods." She paused, locking eyes with him, her voice calm but firm. "And as for you, Vice-Captain Coby, the Copy Ninja, you kicked that Celestial Dragon's father in the head, disfiguring his face, punched his sister, and knocked her unconscious. Her face became unrecognizable." Nyon's tone was dead serious as she continued. "In response to that, the government sent an admiral and a fleet, yet somehow, your crew mysteriously escaped."

The room fell into silence as Hancock, Sandersonia, and Marigold stood in utter disbelief. The severity of what Nyon had just said hung thick in the air. Hancock, who had been composed up until now, suddenly covered her face with her hands.

"Is it true?" she asked, her voice shaking. "Did you raise your hands against the Celestial Dragons?"

Coby gave a wide grin, unbothered by the weight of his actions. "They hurt our friends. I don't give a shit about them."

Hancock shivered slightly, still hiding her face behind her hands. Her voice, though shaky, carried a mix of awe and disbelief. "I had no idea an idiot like you still existed in this world. Someone with no regard for their own life, challenging heaven itself… just like he did."

Hancock, her eyes locked on Coby's face, started to explain the meaning behind the mark on her back. "This mark... is called the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon. It's the symbol of the Celestial Dragons, branded on slaves to show their ownership. My sisters and I—" Her voice faltered for a moment as she glanced at Marigold and Sandersonia, who stood silently behind her, their expressions dark and pained. "We were slaves once. Toys for those so-called gods."

They had been taken as children, forced into slavery under the rule of the Celestial Dragons. Their lives were filled with torment and suffering, treated as little more than toys for the amusement of their captors. Even the Devil Fruit powers they wielded now were a result of the twisted games the Celestial Dragons played with their lives, gifting them powers only to exploit them further.

The memories were fresh, cutting deep into their hearts even after so many years. As they spoke, their voices trembled with the weight of the pain they had carried for so long. It wasn't just the physical abuse they had endured, but the psychological torment—the feeling of being owned, of having their lives reduced to mere entertainment for the cruelest of men.

Tiger Fisher, the legendary Fishman, had freed them, leading a rebellion against the Celestial Dragons that had saved countless lives. The scars of their enslavement remained, though. Most Fishmen had covered their own hoof marks with the symbol of the sun, branding over their painful past. But for Hancock and her sisters, the mark had stayed, a constant reminder of their suffering.

The story was almost unbearable to tell, their voices cracking as they recalled the worst moments of their captivity. Tears streamed down their faces as they remembered the chains, the whips, and the laughter of their captors, as if the pain was still fresh in their minds.

The atmosphere was suffocating, thick with the tension of past pain. Hancock's voice grew quieter as she turned her back to Coby, her shoulders slumped slightly. "And now you know, Coby. Do you despise me after learning that I was once a slave?"

Coby didn't hesitate, his answer cutting through the air. "I told you before, I hate those Celestial Dragons. They're the ones I despise, not you."

Hancock turned to face him slowly, her eyes soft, filled with something almost fragile. She wiped away the few tears that had gathered at the corners of her eyes, a small, grateful smile forming on her lips. "Fufufu, I've taken a liking to you, Coby." She took a deep breath, her regal posture returning as she composed herself. "Tell me where you want to go, and I will lend you a ship to take you there."

Coby grinned, feeling the weight of the situation lighten slightly. "I need to get back to Sabaody Archipelago. My crew's waiting for me."

Hancock gave a nod, her expression now fully composed once again, though the warmth in her gaze remained. "Very well. I will arrange for a ship to take you there." She turned to Marigold and Sandersonia, who had also regained their composure. "Make the preparations. We owe him that much."

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