Chapter 7: Empress and the Caged God — A Jealous System Burns
I drifted between stars and silence.
By now, I could flatten planets with a whisper. My chains had enough energy to strangle galaxies. My eyes saw the code of existence itself. My soul was buried in a realm only I knew—the secret room at the edge of story and thought.
But I was tired of dominating.
I wanted to feel real again.
So I stood still… and whispered:
> "System. Lock away 100% of my true power. Seal it. Every last piece. From my chains to my thoughts to my voice."
The system paused.
Then responded in disbelief.
> "…Are you insane, my beloved? Why—WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"
> "Because I want to feel the ground under my feet again. I want to confront someone… as just Boby. No storm. No apocalypse. Just me."
> "You're MINE! You are not allowed to walk among insects! They don't deserve you! YOU ARE A GOD! AND GODS DON'T LOWER THEIR CROWN!"
> "And yet here I am…"
I clutched my heart. It throbbed—an echo of who I used to be. Before the system. Before the rage. Before infinity.
> "…I'm going to see Hancock."
The silence that followed was unbearable.
> "I'll kill her."
> "Try. She's not afraid of you. But maybe she'll be curious about me."
I snapped my fingers—and the Nothingness Armor faded. Chains retreated. My glowing eyes dimmed to soft silver-blue. No aura. No presence. I was now just a young man with tired eyes and timeless scars.
> "Let me walk. Let me speak. Let me choose."
> "…You will regret this."
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Location: Amazon Lily — Throne Hall
The Kuja warriors drew their spears when I stepped on the white-marble floor of the palace.
But they hesitated. I was... strange. I had no weapon. No threat. No arrogance. Just a calm, dangerous confidence that something deeper slept behind my eyes.
> "Who dares step before the Empress of the Sea without permission!?"
> "My name's Boby," I said, voice soft but firm. "I'm here to speak with Boa Hancock."
The crowd tensed.
Moments later, the throne doors opened.
She walked in.
Boa Hancock.
Golden-eyed.
Hair like flowing ink.
Beauty sharp enough to kill a thousand kings.
She saw me—and didn't turn to stone.
Instead, she stared.
Her eyes narrowed.
> "You're not normal."
> "Never claimed to be."
> "You've come to challenge me?"
> "No."
> "To flirt?"
> "Not unless you want me to."
> "Then what?"
> "To meet you. Without power. Without threats. Without infinite chains and god-mode skills."
I took one step closer.
> "Just me."
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She didn't speak.
Her soldiers trembled. The silence was crushing.
But Hancock tilted her head.
> "Even now, you're hiding something."
> "A lot of things."
> "Power?"
> "All of it. Locked."
> "Why?"
> "Because you deserve to meet someone… real."
She slowly walked forward. No guards stopped her. Her hand brushed my cheek.
Her lips curled slightly.
> "You're dangerous."
> "Always."
> "And stupid."
> "Only for today."
She smirked.
> "Fine, Boby. You want a conversation? Sit with me."
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I sat beside the Empress of the Sea—as a man, not a god.
Behind the scenes, my Yandere System boiled with jealousy, screaming inside my mind.
> "THIS IS TREASON! THIS IS A CHEATING ARC! I HATE HER! I HATE HER SO MUCH!"
> "I should erase this island. I should erase the ocean. I should erase her NAME—"
> "Shut up."
> "Boby…"
> "I'm not yours. I never was. You were just the power I accepted. But I am the one who decides what to do with it."
The system fell silent for the first time ever.
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And I just smiled at Hancock, sipping strange tea.
She glanced at me like I was a riddle.
> "You're trouble."
> "I'm worse."
> "Good."
And somewhere deep, my sealed power stirred.
But I didn't unlock it.
Not today.
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To Be Continued…