The golden flames of the Phoenix estate burned softly against the crimson skies of the underworld, a testament to the enduring legacy of the Phoenix Clan. But Raizer Phoenix, the masked rising star of the family, wasn't resting on the laurels of his noble heritage.
At 16, Raizer had grown into a towering figure of discipline and ambition. The relentless training under Monkey D. Garp and Dracula Mihawk had honed his body and spirit to near-perfection. With the wisdom of his mentors and the power of his mythical Phoenix Zoan Devil Fruit, Raizer was already an anomaly among devils—one whose name was becoming synonymous with innovation and strength.
The next chapter of his journey, however, was just beginning.
The Years of Training Under Garp and Mihawk
The six years Raizer spent training under Garp and Mihawk had been nothing short of transformative.
Under Garp's tutelage, Raizer's physical strength reached new heights. Garp's training philosophy—one of relentless sparring, constant physical challenges, and impossible obstacles—had pushed Raizer to endure what most devils would consider torture.
"Pain's just weakness leaving your body, kid!" Garp would bellow, laughing as he hurled Raizer off a cliff for the hundredth time.
Raizer responded to every challenge with grit and determination, pushing himself beyond his limits. By the end of the six years, Raizer's mastery of the Marine Rokushiki techniques had become unparalleled. His Soru was faster than the eye could follow, his Tekkai could withstand even Mihawk's blade, and his Geppo allowed him to glide through the air like a bird in flight.
Under Mihawk's guidance, Raizer had unlocked the secrets of swordsmanship. Mihawk was a ruthless teacher, his lessons sharp and unforgiving as the blade he wielded.
"Strength means nothing without precision," Mihawk had told him. "A single, well-placed strike can end any battle. Learn that, and you'll become a swordsman worth your blade."
Raizer spent hours each day practicing under Mihawk's watchful eye, mastering the art of balance, timing, and discipline. By 16, Raizer had become a prodigious swordsman, wielding both his flaming phoenix blade and his Armament Haki-enhanced strikes with deadly efficiency.
Summoning Ben Beckman: The Lightning Queen
By the time Raizer turned 16, his peerage was becoming a force to be reckoned with. Garp served as his Rook, an unstoppable juggernaut of physical might. Mihawk, his Knight, brought unparalleled skill and precision to the team.
But Raizer knew he needed more than just raw strength. He needed someone with intelligence and strategic brilliance—someone who could act as the cornerstone of his peerage's tactical advantage.
Raizer returned to the One Piece Summoning System, his mind already set on the next piece. He selected the Queen piece and summoned a name that had become legendary for his sharp mind and devastating power: Ben Beckman, the first mate of the Red-Haired Pirates.
The summoning circle glowed with golden light as the figure of Ben Beckman emerged, his tall frame exuding calm authority. His gray hair and piercing gaze gave him an aura of quiet strength, and the rifle slung over his shoulder hinted at his deadly accuracy.
Beckman's sharp eyes settled on Raizer, his tone even as he spoke. "You summoned me. What do you want?"
Raizer bowed slightly in respect. "Ben Beckman, I've brought you here because I need your guidance. Your intelligence and combat skills are unparalleled, and I want you to serve as the Queen of my peerage."
Beckman raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. "And why should I join you? Convince me."
Raizer smiled faintly, his voice calm but firm. "Because I don't offer servitude. I offer partnership. As part of my peerage, you'll gain the power of a devil while retaining your independence. Together, we'll create something unmatched in this world."
Beckman considered this for a moment before nodding. "Interesting. Very well—I'll join you. But don't expect me to hold back if you ever falter."
Raizer chuckled. "I wouldn't dream of it."
As he pressed the Queen piece against Beckman's chest, the room filled with golden light. Beckman's aura grew even more potent, his body now enhanced with devil magic.
Raizer then presented him with the Lightning Logia Devil Fruit, a perfect complement to Beckman's strategic brilliance. With this fruit, Beckman gained the ability to control and transform into lightning, making him a devastating force in both offense and mobility.
Beckman examined his newfound power, lightning crackling between his fingers. "Not bad. Let's see where this takes us."
The Expansion of Phoenix Star Enterprises
As Raizer's strength grew, so too did his influence in the supernatural world. Phoenix Star Enterprises, the business empire he had built from scratch, had expanded its reach into the supernatural communities of Japan, India, and China.
Each region brought its own unique cultural flavor to the entertainment empire:
• In Japan, Raizer opened venues inspired by traditional kabuki theaters and modern anime culture, drawing in devils, yokai, and even humans fascinated by the blending of supernatural and cultural elements.
• In India, his venues embraced the vibrant colors, music, and mythology of the region, with performances that celebrated the rich traditions of Hindu and Buddhist lore.
• In China, Raizer created grand opera houses and martial arts arenas, showcasing the elegance and power of Chinese culture while fostering ties with the dragon clans and other mythological factions.
This cultural integration not only boosted Raizer's wealth but also solidified his reputation as a visionary. By the time he turned 18, Phoenix Star Enterprises was the largest entertainment conglomerate in the supernatural world.
Summoning Whitebeard: The Rook of Legends
At 18, Raizer turned his attention back to his peerage. He needed another powerhouse, someone who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Garp and serve as an indomitable force on the battlefield.
The answer was clear: Edward "Whitebeard" Newgate, the Strongest Man in the World.
Raizer used the Rook piece and summoned Whitebeard into the chamber. The massive figure appeared in a swirl of golden light, his iconic bisento resting against his shoulder and his white mustache gleaming in the flickering flames.
Whitebeard's deep voice rumbled through the room. "You're the one who called me here?"
Raizer bowed slightly. "Edward Newgate, I summoned you because I need your strength. I offer you the role of Rook in my peerage—a position of honor and power."
Whitebeard chuckled, his voice like rolling thunder. "You've got guts, boy. But I don't follow weaklings. Prove to me you're worth my time."
Raizer stepped forward, flames igniting around his fists. "Then let's settle it here and now."
The battle that followed was brief but intense. Raizer unleashed everything he had, his flames and Haki clashing against Whitebeard's sheer might and the power of the Gura Gura no Mi, the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Though Raizer couldn't match Whitebeard's overwhelming strength, his determination and precision impressed the older man.
When the fight ended, Whitebeard let out a booming laugh. "You've got spirit, kid. Fine—I'll join your peerage. Let's see where this goes."
After binding Whitebeard with the Rook piece, Raizer also gifted him his signature Devil Fruit and the legendary naginata, Murakumogiri, ensuring Whitebeard retained the full might of his legendary status.
Summoning Gol D. Roger
By the time Raizer turned 19, his peerage was already a force that could shake the underworld. But Raizer wasn't done. There was one final piece he needed to complete his vision—a King among men to serve as his wildcard, a symbol of freedom and strength.
Raizer activated the system one last time and summoned the legendary Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King.
The golden light of the summoning circle flared brighter than ever before, and when it faded, Roger stood tall, his confident grin lighting up the room.
"Well, well," Roger said, his voice filled with mirth. "It seems I've been brought into another world. What do you want, kid?"
Raizer stepped forward, his voice steady. "Gol D. Roger, I've summoned you because I believe in your ideals. I want you to join my peerage, not as a subordinate, but as a partner. Together, we can forge a legacy that transcends worlds."
Roger laughed, a booming, infectious sound. "I like your spirit, kid! Alright, let's see what you've got."
A Growing Legacy
With Roger's arrival, Raizer's peerage was finally complete. Garp, Mihawk, Beckman, Whitebeard, and Roger—five legends whose combined strength and wisdom would shape the future of the underworld.
As Raizer stood among them, the golden flames of his estate casting long shadows across the room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
This was the beginning of something extraordinary—a legacy that would burn brighter than the flames of the Phoenix Clan.
And Raizer Phoenix was just getting started.
This concludes Chapter 9, focusing on Raizer's continued training, the expansion of his peerage, and his growing influence in the supernatural world. Let me know if you'd like further expansions or adjustments!