It was a beautiful morning, the blue sea was calm, even too calm, there was some hope for a new adventure in the air and sniffing it was Hitoku aboard his faithful little boat that still had little time to live.
"What have I been reduced to yo? Following an unnamed log pose just because not too long ago there was a rumor about a leaker promising great adventures and great treasures by following an unknown destination. Not that I had any better commitments kai." Hitoku told himself, lying down after adjusting the course of his boat and lighting one of his cigarettes, "Monarch" his favorite, immediately leaving a trail of mint and musk in the air from the smoke.
"Of course if it turns out to be an interesting destination I might learn about new cultures, who knows if there will be historical artifacts of swordsmen, yoyoyo," Hitoku smiled at the idea that he might discover interesting new information.
Drawing his Shisha no Hyouryuu, Hitoku took a white silk cloth and some special oil. Pointing the blade to the sky he observed its wonderful quality, it was a really long blade, almost seven feet long with its flaming pattern of a bright orange color. After this brief moment Hitoku wet the silk cloth with the oil and gently began to rub it along the blade, which was now shinier than ever. After that job was done, Hitoku took another cloth and wiped the excess oil off the blade and then went over it again with the silk cloth; he repeated the process seven times.
"Peeeerfect, here we go yokai. Fuchi now it's your turn yoyoyo bath time." Hitoku said laughingly calling his Fukushuu no Michi that turned into a human-shaped spirit made of darkness, this was because the sword had eaten the devil fruit Hito Hito no mi, Model: Enenra.
With a contrite expression, the dark spirit turned back into a sword. Usually this sword has a ruined blade and an ancient appearance, but when the zoan fruit powers are active it totally changes, the handle from a simple light brown colored wooden handle becomes black and exudes darkness while the blade becomes perfect, with an excellent cutting edge and a shining pearl white color. After that little charade, Hitoku performed the same cleaning process with the special oil.
"This is it! Now let's think about the trip, the log pose is starting to move again." Hitoku observed, once again changing to his boat's course, the sea began to stir a bit and the wind came up in turn giving the little boat a good push. "Oh oh very good, let's speed things up a bit kai." He continued by generating some dark fog to travel into the distance thanks to the wind, in case an island was very close, with that special fog he could sense it.
"Aaaargh a failure even now, nothing in the vicinity, hope I don't have a long trip for nothing yo." Hitoku shouted annoyed. He had been following the log pose's every movement for a whole day, but there was not even a shadow of the destination.
A large group of fish could be glimpsed in the sea, so Hitoku thought it was time to eat something and went fishing. After fishing for a full hour, the haul of fish was quite satisfying, so he began to roast them on a portable griddle he carried with him. Salt, pepper, vegetables and above all a generous dose of chilli, Hitoku loved spicy dishes."Ahhh what goodness, good thing I've always fended for myself, I always cook better yo!!!" He said after he finished eating and then he went to sleep after evaluating the calmness of the current and no dangerous clouds nearby.
After a few hours of calm sailing, SPLASH, a very loud sound of splashing water made Hitoku wake up abruptly, "What the fuck is going on here yokai!?" He yelled looking around. "The log pose is going crazy and what the fuck is in the water yo!?" Hitoku considered as a shadow in the water grew bigger and bigger until it revealed an enormous sea king who looked violently at Hitoku, ready to devour him and his little boat in one bite.
"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU TRY TO DISTURB ME WHILE I'M SLEEPING??? YOU UGLY FUCKING BIG FISH, NOW DIE YOOOKAI!!!" He unsheathed his katana and while preparingfor an attack he said: "ITTORYU: MIKADZUKI" (One Sword Style: Crescent Moon). Hitoku shouted launching an aerial slash with his katana at the gigantic beast that appeared in front of him. The blow was tremendous, a red line formed on the throat of the beast revealing the outcome of the fight which started and finished in an instant, its head detached from the body falling disastrously into the water and a wave was generated behind it by the force of the blow.
"Problem solved yo, mhhhhh, what do we have here? The log pose is stopped in the north east, is the destination close?" Hitoku thought preparing for a last piece of the journey hoping to finally reach land. Up to that point no event had occurred and no detail had been helpful, partly because during the sleep there had been no interference, so the presence of a sea king made Hitoku hopeful.
After something like two hours of travel that felt like an eternity, in the midst of a calm sea the silhouette of an island could be seen in the distance. "For the love of the queen of the seas, maybe that's it!! Come on men!! One last effort... ah, I'm alone yoyoyoyo." Hitoku joked to himself pleased that he finally saw land to land on.
Finally arrived on the island, which at least at that point seemed deserted, Hitoku produced an enormous amount of dark mist making it spread as far as possible, this would have helped him evaluate the area he would be able to cover, so as to find a place to rest as it was getting dark.
After assessing the vicinity above ground, Hitoku chose a place to go to rest, psychologically preparing himself for the night.
"And goodnight, from tomorrow the situation will become very interesting yoyoyo" Hitoku whispered to the sky that shone with its infinite stars and an almost full moon, going to sleep in a cave located in a small rock formation, not that there were many options in the middle of a desert where there was only sand, rocks and large metal debris.
FWOOOM, during the night a loud noise was heard not far from the cave where Hitoku was sleeping blissfully. Not waking up despite the noise, one of his katanas took care of it transforming into its full Enenra form. In a moment it disappeared into the darkness to reappear later near what appeared to be a flying ship that had just landed.
Seeing some people in the distance, the dark spirit with a human form disappeared again only to return to Hitoku waking him abruptly to warn him of the situation.
"Yoooookai, ehy! What are you doing?? I was sleeping! Ah... We have guests then yo? I really can't sleep in peace on this fucking island kai!!! Anyway, thanks for warning me in time, you've been protecting me for a lifetime my friend!!! yoyoyoyo" Hitoku thanked his sword rubbing his eyes and thinking back to the first time they met.
He was still a 12-year-old boy, and after discovering ruins with his father, he decided to return there alone during the night feeling that something special awaited him. The ruins were located in a remote area of Wano, frequented by no one because of a legend about a monster roaming around there and apparently it was not a legend. It was a sudden event but , after spending a little bit of time looking around for the source that tickled his instincts, Hitoku found the monster behind him and had no negative reaction at all, in fact, he was amazed to see it. The dark spirit was stunned by that reaction, taking a liking to the one and only person who did not run away from him and revealing his true nature, that of being an important cursed sword, the Fukushuu no Michi. As time went on, Hitoku decided to use a shortened form of the sword's name to call the dark spirit, that name was "Fuchi".
"Ahhh what good memories kai. Well, let's go greet the new guests yo!!! Hoping they are friendly, I am so sleepy and don't feel like fighting kai." Hitoku said, getting up and doing some stretching and then lighting one of his cigarettes and puffing out some light green smoke that perfumed the cave.