Finally King felt as if he'd broken trhough a boundary and had finally gotten shinobu in his web. Now that he had gotten her comfortable with the idea of him being a man with multiple won in order to repopulate his race, it was basically set in stone. As he got closer and closer to her and she fell for him, she was his first harem mber and an important part of his plans.
With Shinobu secured it was ti for King to start his plans in earnest. He sent an invitation to the most beautiful woman in the flower capital the oiran komurasaki to join him as his wife, to which he got no reply. This happened several tis before king lost his patience and decided to visit her himself.
The air of the Flower Capital held a festive tension. Citizens in the streets bustled under lantern-lit skies, unaware that the shadow of a beast was approaching.
High above the capital, silhouetted against the orange hues of a dying sunset, King the All-Star flew in, his black wings stretching across the sky like an on. Draped in dark armor, his presence alone seed to dim the warmth of the evening. Rumors had reached his ears of the Oiran Komurasaki, fad for her beauty and wit—a woman who could bend even the hardest of n to her will. She fascinated him, but he was a conqueror by nature; he didn't co to woo her. He ca to take her.
As he descended, the citizens fell silent, their gazes wide with fear and awe. Few could bear to look directly at him, though he hadn't even revealed his face. The muffled whispers and gasps only fueled his confidence. He was King, the right-hand of Kaido, and he had decided that tonight, Komurasaki would be his.
In the grand house of the Oiran, Komurasaki sat by her mirror, brushing her hair, aware of what approached. Her reflection showed her eyes glinting with a mixture of fear and defiance. She had heard tales of the All-Star's cruelty, his insatiable hunger for power. But Komurasaki wasn't a woman who would allow herself to be owned.
As she finished her preparations, a familiar presence arrived by her side. Kyoshiro, the stoic samurai, her secret ally, and protector, entered the room with a sense of urgency.
"Komurasaki," he said, his voice low but tense. "King has co, and it's you he's after. He won't be easy to drive away, but I won't let him take you. I promise."
Komurasaki took a deep breath, steadying herself, eting Kyoshiro's intense gaze in the mirror. "Then you know what to do," she whispered. Her hands, though elegant, held a hidden strength, and her spirit was unyielding. She was not one to bow easily to any force, even one as overwhelming as King.
King strode through the capital with a dark purpose, his armor clinking softly with each step as citizens scattered out of his way. His Conqueror's Haki flowed from him in a relentless wave, and people fell to their knees or passed out as he moved toward the Oiran's residence, leaving a path of submission in his wake. Only a few dared to stand in his way, and even fewer remained conscious under the weight of his presence.
As he reached the grand entrance to Komurasaki's residence, he spoke in a voice that reverberated through the air. "I am here for the Oiran. Komurasaki belongs to now. Anyone who interferes will suffer the wrath of King." 'OOOOHH shit I really just said that like A badass!' thought Alber both cringing and cackling maniacally inwardly.
The guards by the gate trembled but held their ground, knowing that letting him in would betray everything Wano stood for. But before they could muster the courage to act, King's Haki pressed down on them like an unmovable weight. They fell to the ground, unconscious, unable to withstand the sheer force of his will.
With the resistance removed, King pushed open the doors and entered the main hall.
Inside, Komurasaki sat poised, her expression unreadable. She t King's gaze with unwavering eyes, a calculated calm that seed to challenge his dominance. But before King could speak, another voice cut through the silence.
"Step away from her, King," said Kyoshiro, his hand already on the hilt of his blade. His presence was steady, a stark contrast to the chaotic energy King emanated.
King's lips twisted into a smirk, amused by the audacity of the samurai before him. "You think you can stop , swordsman? You're nothing compared to ."
Kyoshiro's jaw tightened, but his stance remained firm. "Komurasaki is not yours to claim. She is under the protection of Wano and the Shogun Orochi!."
"Wano's Shogun?" King laughed, mocking the idea. "Kaido is the reason Orochi rules Wano, therefore Orochi has no authority to stop , the right hand of Kaido.."
In a flash, King unleashed a burst of Conqueror's Haki, knocking out several persons that were in the vicinity. But Kyoshiro, though shaken, remained on his feet, pushing back with his own willpower. The air between them crackled with tension as their conflicting spirits clashed.
Kyoshiro drew his sword, the glint of his blade reflecting his unwavering resolve. "If you wish to take her, you'll have to go through first."
King's smirk deepened. "Then I'll enjoy breaking you." 'OMG is so of the old king's personality still left over? Why do I feel so excited to fight!?' pondered Alber
The ensuing battle was fierce and chaotic. Kyoshiro moved with the precision and agility of a master swordsman, striking at King with an unrelenting fury. King countered, his own imnse strength making every clash of steel ring like thunder throughout the hall. His wings unfurled, creating waves of wind pressure that rattled the walls and floors.
Kyoshiro landed a sharp slash across King's arm, which did not leave a mark on his impenetrable defences. But King only laughed, invigorated by Kyoshiro;s shock. "Is that all you've got?" he taunted, striking back with renewed ferocity.
Komurasaki who had been hit with the conqueror's haki, was on her knees but she had not fainted due to her strong will. She watched in horror and fascination as the two clashed, understanding that Kyoshiro was holding his ground only through sheer will. Though powerful, he was gradually being pushed back by King's overwhelming strength and Haki.
Finally, with a powerful strike, King broke Kyoshiro's stance, sending him sprawling against the wall. Bruised and bloodied, Kyoshiro struggled to rise but couldn't; the force of King's Conqueror's Haki had left him drained. He glared at King, a fierce determination still burning in his eyes.
King scoffed, looking down at Kyoshiro with contempt. "You're a fool to think you could stop ."
King turned his attention to Komurasaki, who climbed to her feet and now stood silently and defiantly eyeing king. She knew what kind of man King was, but she would not bow. She straightened, eting his gaze with defiance.
"Do you think you can simply take ?" she asked coldly, her voice carrying the weight of her pride. "I am not a prize for the taking."
King narrowed his eyes, slightly taken aback by her boldness. "You belong to now, Komurasaki. Kyoshiro couldn't protect you, and no one else here has the strength to stop ." (Doesn't she realize she's in checkmate Alber wondered)
Komurasaki tilted her head, her gaze calculating. "If power is all you value, then you'll never have . I am not a possession."
King stepped closer, his gaze intense. "You may say that, but your will is nothing before mine."
Komurasaki held her ground, her gaze steady. "Then show ," she said. "If your strength is so great, why not earn my loyalty instead of taking it by force?"
The room fell into a tense silence as her words hung in the air. King stared at her, caught off guard by her challenge. He had expected fear, submission, maybe even hatred—but not this quiet defiance, not this demand for respect. Her words stirred sothing within him, a feeling he had long buried.
He took a step back, considering her. "You think you can test , Komurasaki? Challenge my will?"
She raised her chin, undeterred "Only if you think yourself worthy. Only if you're more than a brute seeking to claim what doesn't belong to him."
King's pride flared, but he also felt a rare spark of respect. This woman was no ordinary person—she was a force of will, a strength he hadn't anticipated. And part of him, however small, found himself unwilling to crush that spirit.
Sike! Komurasaki was a vital part of his plan, would a few words change his mind? Absolutely not! 'bitch I'm a pirate I don't need to play fair....I'm not even one of the good guys, that won't work lol!'
King leaned in close to komurasaki "if you say one more word I will slap the shit out of you. I thought you had fallen because you are an Oiran, but I should expect no less from Hiyori the princess of the Kozuki clan."
Komurasaki or Hiyori gasped, shock filled her eyes. 'How does he know? Impossible! Is this the end?'
"Yes I know who you are, now here are my terms take it or leave it: As long as you marry and bear 1 child, you will be able to do as you wish and no one will be ableto lay a finger on you. Choose tp co with your identity will remain secret and I will protect you from Orochi and Kaido as well. I hold no ill will towards you in particular, as a princess I am sure you understand political marriages, that is what I bring to the table. Choose wisely you have 5 seconds"
Leaning back king looked at her calmly as her emotions fluctuated. "5- 4 – 3- 2-"
"I'll go with you!" komurasaki uttered defeatedly. "komurasaki You can't surrender to this man, we just have to wait for lord Orochi to stop this madness!"
"No Kyoshiro, this is my fate and a burden I must carry by myself." Komurasaki then calmly wrote a letter to Orochi who had been constantly appealing to her, she let him know that she was now going to beco lord king's woman and that she could no longer accompany him.
Taking a last look at kyoshiro she bid him goodbye. "Lord king I am ready" said Komurasaki/Hiyori. King swooped her up into his arms like a princess before flying off into the sunset.
No komourasaki!!!! Stooooop Kiiiiinnggg!!!!!!!
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