How Did Ace Get His Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

No, she couldn't let such a thing happen. She smiled lovingly at him, "congratulations Black Scorpion. When you say you use to get high, what do you mean? What exactly gets you high?" Ace caressed her cheek, "thank you, princess. I usually enjoyed strong liquor and a special kind of coke. You can't even touch it because it's powerful. Some people have gone insane from taking it but I am different. I am tough and can bear anything. But like I said, I want to spend today by your side. I want to hold you, look into your eyes and appreciate that I got to meet someone as special as you in my life."

If he continued to get involved with Summer, there was no guarantee that Ace would not want to get rid of him. No one would ever figure out what was on Ace’s mind. However, he could always make the best use of everyone to achieve his goals. “What is Ace like?” Casper was very curious. Although they met today and Ace did indeed have a strong presence about him, why were the people who knew him afraid of him? “Have you heard the story? In short, from a human’s perspective, he’s a God. He can make perfect use of the conflicts between anyone to achieve his desired results. What's more, we may not even know who he is.”

Ace teases. "Tristan's a sick and twisted male, probably lacks a mother's touch. Though he won't be missing his mother anytime soon after she hits him in the head and he goes to juvie or something." To be honest, I never was a fan of revenge. I'm a strong believer of karma, and it's going to come when you least expect it. Turns out Ace was a strong believer of karma as well, except he also believes that he is karma itself, and so he wants to take it upon ourselves to do the universe's work.

But when Ace had stormy grey eyes, his were slightly smoldering. I sometimes feared that he was missing out his childhood due to his being serious most of the time. He didn't even have many friends other than Raphael, Tess and Caleb's son and Calvin, another boy in his class. That was it. "Rest assured, Mrs. Valencian, we'll be making sure we don't give him much load," Mr. Devaski said. "Good, make sure to stick to your words. I don't want my son to suffer in any way," Ace warned, pinning the middle-aged man with his sharp gaze.