Standing before Saint Xalrons's presumed room was me, the public toilet Freyja, Mael, Sebas, and Janet; the three stooges were heading back to our ship using one of the ship's many lift boats since we needed to make a speedy getaway after the world government and marines learn that a celestial dragon has been killed. Despite my desire to fight one, the last thing we want is to encounter an Admiral right now; thankfully, because of Sebas reading Gion's mind after I gave her a slight beating to lower her mental defense, we've gotten a good deal of information regarding the Admirals as well as other important things.
The first and most troubling information we learned was about Admiral Kizaru, most notably his devil fruit, which is a logia that turned him into a light-human; now, I was no astronomer or anything, but I've always been decently interested in space, and stars, so I know how insanely fast light is. The instant the Marines learn of Saint Xalrons's death, we'll literally have less than a second before Admiral Kizaru arrives at the scene; maybe I'm exaggerating a little since they'll need to communicate with the World government first, but realistically, Admiral Kizaru should get here in thirty seconds tops, any slower than that, and I don't know what's happening.
In fact, when we learned about Admiral Kizaru, I seriously debated whether or not I should go through with the plan of killing Saint Xalrons; again, I'm no coward, and even if the Admirals were much stronger than me, I wouldn't back down if I was forced to confront one. However, that's only if I was forced to; if I got to choose whether to fight an Admiral, at least, with my current strength, nine out of ten times, I'm not doing something so suicidal. I'm battle-hungry, a little crazy, hard-headed, hot-headed, fearless, and ferocious, but one thing I'm not is stupid; after all, stupid people don't live long.
'Still, seems I really choose that one out of ten chances.' Mused Diddy with a crazy grin as he stood before the entrance to Saint Xalrons's room before glancing at his future three commanders and Janet.
"Heh, you guys ready?" Asked Diddy as he looked at Freyja standing to his left before looking behind him at Mael and Sebas, who both weren't fully healed yet.
"As ready as we'll ever be, I'm curious to see if a Celestial Dragon tastes different compared to a normal human." Replied Freyja with a nod before lustfully licking her lips, earning her a disgusted look from Mael, Sebas, and Diddy, having long since gotten used to her, while Janet was fidgeting with her camera.
"I'd prefer if my head wasn't wrapped in bandages, but time waits for no man." Said Sebas lightly as he fixed his attire before rubbing his head, wincing in pain from the massive headache that ached through his mind.
"I've been ready ever since the day I was turned into his slave sixteen years ago; this will be one of the happiest days of my life when I finally see his head roll off his fat body." Declared Mael angrily with venom in his voice as he tightened his hold on his axe while eyes the double doors, his eyes literally spewing flames.
"Give me a second; I need to get my camera working; it's been acting a little buggy recently- ahh, there it is, finally got it. I'm ready." Remarked Janet lightly with a frown as she hit her camera a few times, fixing it, causing her to smile as she nodded at Diddy, who wasn't even paying her any attention.
Hearing my crew's eagerness, I walked forward and placed my hand on each door before pushing it open, revealing a slightly dim room with paintings of weird-looking people in bubble masks and golden statues lining the edge of the walls. Entering the room a little, flaking the sides of the door, there were three greatly malnourished slaves chained to the walls, and from the lack of their beating heart, they were dead.
"You know, this place looks far nicer than I imagined; it's got golden statues, paintings, a carpet, and a nice Chandelier. Heh, and I thought you were rich, Ms. Noble." Stated Diddy with a raised eyebrow as he and everyone else entered the large room, following from behind.
"Well, excuse me, but for those two years I was serving as your maid, our wealth was declining, you know, 'cause I had to serve a fucking monkey like a peasant, so I was rarely given time to actually work." Remarked Freyja angrily with a frown as she glared at Diddy, who didn't bother responding and ignored her.
"I presume that unnecessary large bed is where Saint Xalrons is?" Asked Sebas as he gestured to the bed large enough to fit an elephant, which had curtains lining the edge, concealing whatever was within.
"Yeah, I can smell him, though weirdly enough, I can't hear his beating heart; is he dead?" Said Diddy with furrowed brows as he looked at the curtains lining the bed while a silhouette of something massive was visible.
"Hmph, why don't you think, you stupid monkey, if he were dead, we'd already be captured or killed." Remarked Freyja with a huff of annoyance as she glanced at Diddy, who glared at her while baring his fangs.
"I know, you stupid toilet; it was a rhetorical question. Too dense to understand the tone of my voice, or is sucking men to death the only thing you've got on your mind?" Replied Diddy in annoyance as he eyed Freyja, her nails growing to several inches in length while turning sharp enough to slice through iron with ease.
"Why don't you come and find out, you ignorant monkey, though do be warned, this rose has thorns." Declared Freyja lightly while inky black flames danced through her elongated nails, causing Diddy to squint his eyes as sparks of lightning emerged from his figure.
"That's fine with me; this monkey's hands are quite thick, and a few measly thorns aren't enough to scare me." Remarked Diddy with a grin, displaying his fangs, which were deadly enough to bite through steel with minimal effort, though the two were stopped before they could do anything serious.
"Haa, I feel like my role in the crew is truly to act as everyone's Grandfather. Contain yourselves; if you were to fight here, one of your attacks may indirectly harm Saint Xalrons." Stated Sebas with a sigh as he waved his hand while glancing at Freyja and Diddy, lifting the two of them into the air and separating them.
Clicking my tongue in annoyance, I absorbed my lightning back into my body and broke free of Sebas's hold as I landed on the ground; Freyja did something similar with her black flame, which was to touch one of the dead slaves, burning their body until nothing but their skeleton remained. Such a sight was a little unnerving if I was being honest; even my instincts warned me never to come in contact with that flame, but that was about it. I was only a little unnerved, so long as that black flame never touched me; Freyja was harmless as usual.
'Besides, seeing how careful she handles that fire, maybe she, herself, isn't immune to it; now that would be something.' Thought Diddy curiously as he glanced at the inky black flame that slowly dissipated from the skeleton before looking at Freyja, who gave him a slight grin.
Grinning at her surge of confidence, which I planned to strip her of real soon, I ignored Freyja and focused on Mael, who hadn't said a word since entering this place. Approaching the bed, which he was standing right before, I grabbed the curtain and, without any further ado, ripped it right off, revealing what the massive silhouette was.
"There he is, Saint Xalrons in the flesh." Said Mael softly, venom lacing his every word as he glared at the monstrosity that called itself a celestial Dragon.
Standing, or I should say, laying before me was an elephant-sized human, not like Grand, who actually looked human but was just massive; the person before me literally looked like a meatball with small yet thick limbs that might as well be small protrusions on his body rather than actual limbs.
"This, this is ridiculous. How can someone even get that fat?" Asked Diddy in disbelief as he stared in both awe and disgust, Sebas, Freyja, and Janent joining him.
"He's smaller than I remember." Muttered Mael as he squinted his eyes, though his remark astonished the four.
"Smaller? You're telling me this thing used to be bigger? How could it even get bigger? It's arms can't even reach it's mouth? As a matter of fact, where even is its head?" Questioned Freyja as she looked at the meatball of a human before looking around, trying to locate Saint Xalron's head, a difficult endeavor when every lump on his suit was the size of a head.
"Found it, I think." Said Janet hesitantly, from the left of the bed, causing everyone to walk over to her and stare at what she was pointing at.
"I mean, yeah, it's a head, just not one we're familiar with." Remarked Diddy uncertainly as he stared at the small head surrounded by layers of protective fat.
"I've encountered many overweight people in my life, but never have I met someone so obese that their eyelids carried fat; I suppose you learn something new every day." Stated Sebas with a surprised expression as he stared at Saint Xalrons's eyelids, which started to flutter at the sound of the various voices.