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For the first time in recorded history, the power of a Devil Fruit Domain unfolded before the world's watching eyes. CP0 had been the victors mere seconds before—three elite operatives standing triumphant over their defeated enemies. In the space of a heartbeat, those same agents became lambs awaiting slaughter.
An irresistible darkness consumed the battlefield, dragging everything within its radius into a dimension that existed beyond normal reality. The familiar landscape of Dressrosa dissolved like watercolors in rain, replaced by an alien realm where physics bent to the will of its creator. Within this twisted space, colossal figures began taking shape from nothingness—each one a monument to primordial terror.
The black-haired youth stood cradled within the massive palms of the Founding Titan, elevated like a dark messiah above his congregation. Eight other titans knelt in perfect formation around their master, each representing a fragment of ultimate power: the Colossal Titan with its skeletal grin, the Attack Titan radiating primal fury, the Female Titan's deceptive grace, the Armored Titan's impenetrable hide, the Jaw Titan's razor-sharp maw, the Beast Titan's intelligent malevolence, the Warhammer Titan's crystalline weapons, and the Cart Titan's enduring loyalty.
"What is this place—" Kaku's question died in his throat as his body began betraying him in the most fundamental way imaginable. No steam erupted from his flesh, no golden lightning split the air—yet his human form started expanding with inexorable inevitability. Bones stretched and muscles bulged as he transformed into something that should not exist.
The giraffe-man's familiar features remained visible beneath layers of newly grown flesh, but his eyes had changed completely. Where once intelligence and duty resided, only primitive hunger remained. Human reason evaporated like morning mist, replaced by an all-consuming need to hunt and devour his own species. With a bone-chilling roar that echoed through the Domain, the newly born Pure Titan launched itself toward Ada Wong with uncoordinated but devastating force.
"No... Kaku... no!" Ada Wong's voice cracked with disbelief, her mind struggling to process the impossible transformation occurring before her eyes. Grief and horror warred across her beautiful features for precisely one heartbeat before professional conditioning reasserted itself. Years of intelligence training had taught her that sentiment was a luxury that dead agents couldn't afford.
Her leg swept through the air in a perfect "Rankyaku" (Storm Leg), generating multiple compressed air blades that sliced through flesh like divine judgment. The devastating slashes severed both of the Pure Titan's arms in sprays of red, yet the creature showed no sign of pain or awareness. Its mutilated body collapsed with a wet thud, white steam rising from the wounds as primitive regeneration attempted to restore the damage.
Even with only half its torso remaining, the thing that had once been Kaku continued crawling toward her with single-minded determination. Its dead eyes fixed on her with the focused intensity of a predator that had found its prey. The cheerful boy from East Blue—who'd once laughed at his own clumsy jokes and worried about his friends—had been completely erased, replaced by a monster wearing his face.
Ada's Observation Haki screamed a warning just as massive claws swept through the space her head had occupied milliseconds before. "Geppo" (Moon Walk) carried her to safety, but what she saw upon turning made her blood turn to ice in her veins. Lucci—the invincible leopard-man, CP0's most devastating weapon—stood transformed into a bipedal beast titan that dwarfed even his companion's mutated form.
"Lucci... even you..." The words emerged as little more than a whisper.
The creature that bore Lucci's face retained his combat instincts and experience, making it exponentially more dangerous than Kaku's mindless shambling. Every movement carried the fluid grace of a master assassin, yet served only the primitive goal of hunting human flesh. Its claws whistled through the air with techniques that mirrored Rokushiki applications, adapted to its gigantic new form with terrifying efficiency.
Ada danced through three-dimensional space with desperate elegance, her "Geppo" carrying her between attacks that would have liquefied ordinary humans. Each near-miss reminded her how outclassed she truly was—spying and infiltration had always been her specialty, not prolonged combat against overwhelming odds.
In mounting desperation, she reached out through the Queen Parasite nestled within her nervous system, attempting to reestablish contact with the specimens she'd implanted in both colleagues. The parasitic network that had served as their unbreakable bond now answered her calls with nothing but silence. Her attempts to reassert control met empty void where once there had been instant obedience.
"Conserve your energy, Ada," came a voice from high above, carried by the Founding Titan's massive form. "Within my incomplete Domain, all intelligent creatures undergo mandatory conversion into Pure Titans. Once transformed, they acknowledge only one master—and it isn't you."
Eren Yeager stood upon his living throne with arms crossed, watching the hunt unfold with clinical detachment. The nine titans surrounding him began moving in perfect synchronization, their thunderous footsteps shaking the artificial realm as they converged on the lone remaining CP0 agent.
[Character Profile: One of the Ancient Weapons' Terra - Eren Yeager]
Meanwhile, the two defeated Donquixote executives remained mercifully human within the Domain's boundaries. Gladius and Machvise channeled their remaining stamina into producing healing steam, slowly regenerating their mutilated limbs while observing the supernatural battle raging around them.
"Domain Expansion," Gladius muttered through gritted teeth, steam rising from his wounds like incense. "A power that even Young Master cannot grasp."
"Maybe we should try developing our own—" Machvise began with foolish optimism.
"Don't even dream about it," Gladius cut him off with brutal honesty, delivering a sharp rap to his colleague's skull. "We're mediocre at best. Both of us only achieved Devil Fruit awakening through Eren's assistance, and that took enormous effort over a short timeframe. Attempting Domain would be like insects trying to become dragons—pointless suffering for impossible goals."
The harsh truth settled between them like a lead weight, but neither man could argue with the assessment.
Ada's evasive maneuvers gradually became more labored as exhaustion claimed its inevitable toll. Her "Geppo" steps grew sluggish, her reaction times decreased by crucial milliseconds, and small mistakes began accumulating into larger vulnerabilities. When Lucci's massive hand finally closed around her slender form, she felt no surprise—only bitter resignation.
The beast titan's jaws opened with predatory anticipation, revealing fangs like ivory daggers gleaming with saliva. Ada Wong closed her eyes and prepared for the end, thinking of missions left incomplete and secrets that would die with her. Instead of crushing agony, however, came an unexpected reprieve.
"Stop. Bring her to me."
The command from Terra penetrated even the Pure Titan's primitive consciousness. Lucci's massive form shifted direction immediately, carrying his captured prey toward the Founding Titan with careful reverence. Each step sent tremors through the artificial realm, but his grip remained gentle enough to avoid crushing his passenger.
Ada had mentally prepared herself for death multiple times in the past few minutes—her entire life flashing before her eyes in vivid detail, tears still clinging to her lashes from the emotional whiplash. Now, suspended within a titan's palm like a precious offering, she found herself studying Eren Yeager with new intensity.
If he wanted her alive, he must have specific plans that required her cooperation. In the intelligence world, a living asset was always more valuable than a corpse. Her life might be the only bargaining chip she possessed, but it was still leverage.
"I've never seen you before," she said, forcing her voice to remain steady despite the surreal circumstances. "Who exactly are you?"
Eren Yeager's expression remained utterly neutral—no joy, no sadness, no anger disturbed the calm mask of his features. When he finally spoke, his words carried the weight of absolute certainty.
"Ada Wong... how deeply ironic. You've spent the first half of your life serving the very organization that destroyed your homeland and slaughtered your people." His green eyes seemed to pierce directly through her soul, seeing truths she'd buried beneath layers of conditioning and false memories. "Allow me to restore what was stolen from you."
Before Ada could demand clarification, crystalline material began materializing around her body like hardening amber. The mysterious substance spread with supernatural speed, encasing her in a translucent cocoon that sparkled with inner light. Her consciousness faded into darkness as artificial slumber claimed her—when she awakened, every suppressed truth would be waiting.
The alien dimension began fragmenting like shattered glass, hairline cracks spreading across the artificial sky as reality reasserted its dominance. Sunlight leaked through the growing fissures, and the immature Domain finally collapsed under the strain of maintaining itself. Within moments, all participants found themselves back in the real world of Dressrosa.
Deprived of the Domain's sustaining power, both Pure Titans began evaporating like morning dew. Massive bodies dissolved into clouds of superheated steam that obscured the entire battlefield in a white shroud. When the vapor finally dissipated, Lucci and Kaku lay unconscious on the stone ground—returned to their human forms but completely insensible.
Machvise tested his newly regenerated limbs with obvious satisfaction before stalking over to Kaku's prone form and delivered a series of vicious kicks to the unconscious agent's ribs.
"Wake up and fight again!" he snarled, punctuating each word with another blow. "Transform into that black monster and show me how terrifying you are now!" His fury unsatisfied, he began stomping on Kaku's defenseless face with vindictive glee.
"Enough," Gladius commanded with disgust, his own injuries still throbbing. "Don't wake him up—we'll have enough problems when they recover."
"Why keep them breathing at all?" Machvise demanded, turning toward Eren with barely concealed bloodlust. "We should eliminate the threat permanently while we have the chance."
The young man cradled Ada's crystalline cocoon with unexpected tenderness, studying her peaceful expression through the translucent barrier. Even in artificial sleep, tears continued sliding down her cheeks—as if some part of her subconscious already knew what revelations awaited.
"I still have use for them," Eren stated simply.
Minutes later, Kaku and Lucci found themselves sporting matching sets of silver bracelets—Seastone restraints that would neutralize any Devil Fruit abilities while keeping them appropriately weakened. The irony was delicious: three elite CP0 operatives had become prisoners of the very organization they'd come to eliminate.