East Blue. Cocoa West Village, Goroa Archipelago. Weather Egg: Heavy Rain Scatter! Nami stood in front of the orange grove, holding an orange staff in her hand. She flicked it into the air, and a white eggshell flew out of the staff, soaring high into the sky before shattering. In the blink of an eye, a large patch of dark clouds covered the area above her head. Whoosh!
Heavy rain poured down, dripping onto the orange trees. Before long, the rain from the dark clouds had watered the entire grove. "It seems you've become quite skilled at using the Weather Staff!" Sephiroth walked out of the house and stood behind Nami.
Ever since the girl expressed her desire to go out to sea on an adventure, in order to give her an extra means of self-preservation, he had the Company's meteorological research department spend several months conducting repeated experiments and research, using the function of Gods Breath as a blueprint, to develop the Weather Staff, giving it meteorological functions such as creating thunderclouds, strong winds, lightning, and freezing.
This weapon was actually a super simplified version of Gods Breath! "I now have some ability to protect myself. How about it? What you said before, about helping me find a ship and letting me go out to sea on an adventure... Can you fulfill your promise now?" Nami asked smugly. "Well! Yes, I can. However..."
Nami looked up at Sephiroth's slightly conflicted expression, and she asked doubtfully:
"However what?" However, you are still too weak!.......Sephiroth muttered to himself. Although he had injected Nami with the Super Soldier Serum, greatly enhancing her physical fitness, combined with the Weather Staff, she could basically crush ordinary people. However...
If Nami wanted to join Yamato's Pirates and go out to sea on an adventure together, it was still a bit lacking. Yes, Yamato's Pirates! When Nami expressed her strong desire to go out to sea in front of Sephiroth, he knew that she could no longer suppress the urge to fulfill her childhood dream!
Ultimately, it was also Sephiroth's fault for teaching her too much meteorological and navigation knowledge, which sparked more curiosity and yearning in her, making her desire to explore the outside world even stronger.
For these girls of his, Sephiroth, out of guilt for his philandering, was actually not good at refusing, so he could only try his best to help them, allowing them to do what they liked. Therefore, he did not intend to stop Nami, but instead prepared to let her go out to sea on an adventure with Yamato and the others. But...
Under Sephiroth's manipulation, Yamato had now become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Although they didn't have to worry about being pursued by the Marine anymore, there were countless Pirates who wanted their heads to make a name for themselves. In addition, Kaido would probably also start paying attention to his 'filial son' Yamato, who ran away from home and whose whereabouts were unknown.
He might send people, or even take action himself, to capture her and bring her back! Therefore, letting Nami, this hothouse flower, go on an adventure with Yamato and the others, could be said to be very high risk, with many potential dangers. It was only natural for Sephiroth to be worried. As for letting Nami go out to sea by herself...? He would be even more worried about that! "Nothing...
I'll give you another boost to improve your strength, and that will be fine!" Thinking of this, Sephiroth couldn't help but let out a light sigh, pulled out the butcher knife tucked in his waist, opened a spatial door, and took out a silver ring inlaid with pure gold from a box. Seeing this, Nami couldn't help but tease him with a slightly playful tone, smiling:
"This is...?"
"Do you want to propose to me? One ring isn't enough! You'll have to give Nojiko one too." In the world of the Pirate King, most nations operated under a monarchical feudal system, making polygamy a common practice. The Celestial Dragons took it even further—having a dozen or twenty wives was standard for them.
While Sephiroth's companions often teased him for being a flirt and occasionally voiced their complaints, the societal norms made it easier for them to accept his behavior. There was also the undeniable presence of Boa Hancock, the Pirate Empress, to consider.
If they ever pushed Sephiroth to choose just one, none of them—except Hancock—stood a chance. This unspoken understanding lingered among the girls. Hancock's magnanimity in accepting Sephiroth's philandering and embracing them was the only reason they could share in his life at all. "No problem," Sephiroth said with a smile. "I'll give Nojiko her ring later. But for now, let's focus on the matter at hand."
He slid the ring onto Nami's finger, then scooped her up effortlessly, carrying her toward the house. Nami's cheeks flushed as she lightly scolded him, "You're such a bastard, wanting to do that kind of thing in broad daylight... Really!" Sephiroth simply grinned, offering no explanation.
Once inside, he laid her gently on the bed and drew the curtains, dimming the room. When he turned back, Nami had already shed her clothes, leaving only a delicate white undergarment. Her coy pout met his playful gaze as she teased, "What are you staring at? Hurry up!"
"Alright, but this isn't what you think," Sephiroth said, his tone shifting. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her and whispering into her ear, "Nami, I want you to give yourself to me—body and soul—without reservation."
"What are you talking about? I already gave myself to you long ago," Nami murmured, her voice soft but tinged with confusion.
Sephiroth chuckled, his expression darkening as his body began to transform. His eyes turned a deep crimson, fangs elongated, and a crimson mist swirled around his arms. In mere seconds, he had awakened the power of the Vampire Fruit, a primal thirst and a surge of brutality coursing through him.
Through prolonged use of awakening drugs, Sephiroth had grown accustomed to the Vampire Fruit's power, mastering its will without being consumed by it. Still, the awakening inevitably affected his emotions and personality, a price he had to pay.
Without hesitation, his fangs pierced Nami's slender neck, drawing her blood swiftly as he performed the first embrace. The neurotoxin in his bite plunged her into euphoria, masking the severity of her blood loss. Only when her life force flickered like a dying candle did Sephiroth inject a tenth of his own blood into her, completing the transformation.
Withdrawing his fangs, he exhaled deeply, his body drained and weak. Holding Nami close, he collapsed onto the bed, muttering, "This weakness... it's unbearable." Exhausted, he closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep, Nami nestled in his arms.
Only a few months had passed since he'd turned Tashigi. The blood loss from that first embrace still hadn't fully replenished, and now he'd performed another. Beyond the ridiculous drop in strength, Sephiroth felt exhaustion weighing down every limb.
His Armament Haki and physical condition would need a year, maybe two, to return to peak form. He clenched his teeth. No more reckless embraces—each one risked permanent stagnation. The thought barely formed when he sensed movement against him.
Sephiroth's eyelids fluttered open to find Nami straddling his chest. She braced her hands against him, lips curling in that dangerous smile he'd come to recognize.
"Heh. Finally awake?" Her voice danced with barely contained energy. "I feel incredible! Like I could fight for—" she paused, reconsidering, "—no, three hundred rounds would be too easy. Let's make it three thousand!"
Sephiroth said nothing.
That day, under the torment of Nami, who had become a vampire, Sephiroth's steps faltered as he left the orange grove. He leaned heavily against the spatial doorframe, his usually impeccable appearance slightly rumpled. The setting sun cast long shadows behind him as he disappeared into the shifting dimensions.