Watch the entire torture session until Momonosuke's death
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You watch with cold satisfaction as Toki and Hiyori continue their methodical torture of Momonosuke. The hours pass in a symphony of screams and whimpers as mother and daughter work in perfect harmony, applying techniques that keep their victim conscious far longer than should be medically possible.
"The needle bath," Toki announces, producing a device resembling a small shower head connected to a reservoir of glittering metallic liquid. "This creates thousands of microscopic needles that penetrate the skin without causing death."
Hiyori holds Momonosuke's arm steady as Toki applies the device. His screams reach a new pitch as the liquid spreads across his skin, forming an undulating silver coating that pulses with his heartbeat.
"Each needle transmits pain directly to the nervous system," Hiyori explains to the assembled audience, her voice clinical and detached. "The sensation mimics being flayed alive without the inconvenience of actual tissue damage."
Bellemere watches with her daughters, occasionally whispering explanations to Nami and Nojiko. The sisters observe with transformed detachment, their enhanced minds processing the torture as justified punishment.
"Is this really necessary?" Nojiko asks quietly, though her tone carries curiosity rather than objection.
"Yes," Bellemere responds firmly, squeezing her daughter's shoulder. "Some sins require complete eradication."
The torture continues for hours more, techniques escalating in both creativity and cruelty. Eventually, Momonosuke's ragged breathing becomes irregular, his small body reaching its physical limits despite Anko's specialized methods.
"It's time," you declare, rising from your command chair.
Toki nods, retrieving a ceremonial tanto knife from the box of instruments. "A dishonorable end for a dishonorable son," she pronounces, positioning the blade.
"Wait," Hiyori interjects, taking the knife from her mother. "Let me."
Toki steps back, allowing her daughter to claim this final honor. Hiyori leans close to her brother's ear, whispering something only he can hear before driving the blade precisely into his heart.
Momonosuke's body convulses once, then goes still. A profound silence falls over the observation deck.
"Dump the body overboard," you command. "Let the sea creatures finish what's left."
Two security officers move forward to remove the corpse, carrying it toward the disposal chute. The assembled crowd begins to disperse, the spectacle concluded.
"Set course for home," you order, turning to Gion. "When we return, I want you to coordinate with Wonder Woman, Power Girl, and the other military specialists in my harem. You'll take command of my fleets."
"Yes, Divine Mother," Gion responds, her posture perfectly rigid. "I anticipate complete integration within forty-eight hours of arrival."
You approach Nico Robin, who has been observing the entire procedure with scholarly detachment. "Robin, I have a task for you."
"Yes, Divine Mother?" she responds instantly, her golden-ringed eyes focusing completely on you.
"Upon our return, coordinate with Victoria Blackwood and Rebecca to construct your library on the mansion grounds. Use spatial expansion technology to ensure it can house everything we've collected. Once it's built, we'll summon all the Poneglyphs directly into the library."
Robin's breath catches, her eyes widening with genuine excitement. "The complete collection... in one place... under my protection?"
"Yes," you confirm with a smile. "The knowledge of an entire universe, preserved for eternity."
Robin drops to her knees, pressing her forehead to the floor in a gesture of absolute devotion. "Thank you, Divine Mother. I will create the greatest repository of knowledge ever conceived."
Smoothie steps forward, positioning herself protectively behind her kneeling charge. "We will ensure its security is absolute," she adds, her voice carrying the weight of her former Sweet Commander authority.
"Good," you reply, satisfaction flowing through you as you gaze out at the horizon. "It's time to leave this world behind."
The Helicarrier's engines hum to life, beginning the journey back to the dimensional portal that will return you to your home universe – and the next phase of your empire's expansion.