Artificial Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

Ariel squirmed, clutching her chest tightly, as if trying to stop the excessive beating of her heart. Bands of sweat formed on her face, some of which dripped onto her bare skin. But her eyes remained glued to the devil in front of her. He had taken off his robe, and the sinister look in his eyes was enough to tell her that she was about to get devoured, maybe in the worst way possible. “Please..” she dared to utter, shuffling backwards and eventually hitting the wall. Her face had gone pale with fear, but his soulless eyes did not care.

and the crowd slowly parted, before they cleared the way. Just as they did, a bright blinding headlight aimed directly at me. My arm went up reflexively, and I covered my eyes with the back of my hand from its blinding glare. Slowly, I adjusted my vision to see past the light. On a red limited edition, Buggati sat a figure with his one leg propped on the hood. On his upper body was only a white singlet, exposing his bulging muscles while his jacket rested at his side. The light flickering from the cigarette that was dangling in his fingers made him appear as a bad boy who had walked out of a novel.

This was the real cost of the empire Sandro had built. This was the devil she had married. Yet beneath the revulsion, a twisted attraction stirred. The way he stood there, powerful and unyielding, blood on his hands because someone had dared threaten her… it unlocked a primal part of her she hated herself for acknowledging. Her body still hummed from their earlier encounters, and now this raw display of dominance only heightened the conflicting pull inside her. She was horrified. She was also, shamefully, drawn to the monster who would burn the world to keep her safe.

The obsidian flower—a colossal, shifting structure of organic glass and silver nectar—loomed ahead, its petals vibrating at a frequency that turned my bones to jelly. Dante was fighting, his human hand clawing at the roots while his obsidian arm threw off erratic, blinding sparks. But the island was winning. This wasn't a tech-war; it was a biological reclamation. The "poison" in our veins was being called back to its source, and we were just the containers being emptied. "Ivy! Release the feedback!" Dante roared, his voice nearly drowned out by the grinding of stone and metal.

muttered King Alexander short and briefly. Sugar Aquarius opened his palms. There came out watermelon, pineapple, durian, melon as well as jackfruit from his palms. He threw one by one of those five fruits towards one of the two remaining gigantic balls of red orpiment. Five fruits gathered inside a gigantic ball of red orpiment. Explosion subsequently happened. Quite lots and lots of red orpiment was seen showering the soldiers, knights as well as fighters from West Medicine Land below there. “It leaves one then... Let me give this chance to you, Big Boss Virando...” Sugar Aquarius tried to boost his Big Boss Virando.

Tyron, stunned, exclaimed, "Adrian, is this really human power? It’s extraordinary!" Adrian exuded a violent energy, matching the terrifying force of the man-eating flowers, which had reached the peak of the Divine Stage. The Violet Rain Divine Bird, equally astonished, chimed in, "Exactly! The power we’re seeing comes from Divine Stage man-eating flowers, and there’s more than one. Their master's strength has truly reached a terrifying level."

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

With Devon's support, the Southern Boss quickly recovered his composure and started to corporate with Devon to fight Arthur. "Damn it!" Arthur was frustrated, but helpless. Though he was a formidable martial artist, both the Southern Boss and Devon were powerful as well. The Southern Boss was merely slightly weaker than Arthur, while Devon reached the Intermediate Almighty State years ago and was close to reaching the Advanced Almighty State, which made him far stronger than the Grand Apostle. Being outnumbered, Arthur was slowly forced into a defensive position but managed to keep the Southern Boss and Devon occupied without being defeated for the time being. "Arthur, we're coming to help!"

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.