One Piece Absolute Justice Novels & Stories

Jayden affirms, gripping my hand tighter. I can feel his own turmoil—anger, retribution, and an overwhelming need for justice—mirror mine. "We ask your permission to deal with them. They have violated us in the worst way possible. It is our right to see justice done." Alistair closes his eyes for a moment as if gathering his composure. When they open again, they are ablaze, alight with a fire rivalling the sun.

“I pay you to get your tasks done.” Carrie turns to Trent, and her voice wavers: “Are you okay?” The Mountain grips a handful of Trent’s shirt, just beneath the collar, and tugs him to a halt. The Mountain’s other hand extends so Trent can see the monster taser in his peripheral vision. “I am very okay,” Trent says, trembling slightly. “I am so okay, you wouldn’t believe it. Never better.” “Your boy is taking us on a very special errand,” Big Jim says, placing a hard hand on Trent’s shoulder. “But don’t worry, we’ll be back in an hour or so.”

And in it—a small girl trembling, hiding inside her mother’s coat, as if the world had offered her nothing but a narrow wardrobe as a final fortress. “Because I should have saved her that night.” His voice barely made it out. “Her face haunts me every time I close my eyes. I loved her before I even understood what love was.” A beat. “If there’s any chance to atone—I’ll take it. Even if I have to burn everything down.” Silence pressed in thick. Even the night seemed to bow. “And now?” Marcus scoffed. “You want to be the knight who saves the princess?” “I want to give her the justice that can’t be bought. Not even by my father’s empire.” Dante held his gaze, raw and honest in a world built on

So, I let my tears fall freely. I would make sure justice is served for my most beloved Grandpa. The next morning, I gathered the evidence and went to court. When I sat down, Stuart gave me a conflicted look. Madison even invited her lecturers and university classmates to her hearing. She said she wanted to clear her name and prove her innocence. Upon seeing the thick stack of evidence in front of me, she mocked, "Veronica, where did you come up with all this fake evidence? I'm telling you, made-up stories don't hold up in court. The judge won't help you just because he pities you."

But the yearning for freedom, for justice, burned brighter than her fear. "I'm in," she said, her voice firm. "I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain." A slow smile spread across Ghost's face, the blue light momentarily illuminating a glint of admiration. A flicker of a plan seemed to spark in his eyes. Anya, a new recruit in the fight for freedom, knew this was just the beginning. The rebellion had a new weapon, a former slave with a thirst for vengeance and a stolen blade at her side. The fight for New Shanghai had just begun.

, She asked in a calm but deadly tone,"Who am I?" The system who had keenly watched her behavior from her outburst till this very moment, thought she was very 'Interesting'. She didn't look scared or anxious, being able to hold one's peace in such a situation was a huge feat, worthy of applause. It grinned 'I might be lucky to have her as my host.' Ignoring her questions, it replied. {I am system 078, The Villanness Justice System. You are my host now as you have been chosen by the Superiors, after being ejected from your original world. We are a perfect match in both matrix, mind and potential so we are now in a soul bound relationship.}

"Officer Lancer! I was wrong! I've learned my lesson! I have elderly parents and children to support at home. I can't lose this job! Please, have mercy. Please let me go!" I stepped back, avoiding her grasp. Looking down at her, I spoke calmly, stating the simplest truth. "When you used hospital regulations as a weapon to humiliate a desperate patient's family member, you should have known this day would come. Take responsibility for your ignorance and arrogance." Justice may be late, but it was inevitable. Today, I delivered that long-overdue justice with my own hands. With Edward and Alicia taken away, the farce finally came to an end. Members of the inspection team began sealing evidence

Justice roars at him and steps forward, sword first. “Don’t,” he says with a snarl. “As soon as I turned seventeen, it was all I could hear. ‘Let me out. Let me out! We need to save them!’ Incessant whining. Now I’m giving him what he wants. All of this is for Obsidian.” “You’ve twisted his words, you sick son of a bitch.” Justice loses patience and lunges at Sin. He raises his sword and blocks the offense with a grunt, pushing me back.

His clothes were already plastered to him but he seemed oblivious as he released her to address Moon. “She has a calming effect on you.” Justice shrugged. “It wasn’t as if we could ask you nicely to work out until you dropped from exhaustion.” “I thought about killing her, damn it.” Moon didn’t even look at Joy. “This is the big cure? Melt me?” “You’re back to being you so don’t complain.” Justice reached up and pulled at his shirt. “It’s like standing in hell, isn’t it? I’m going to need a shower.” “Let me loose.”

The sun had already begun to take its place in the sky and the moon had given way for it. Mia didn't dare to open the windows for fear that someone might try to take her hard work from her and her ticket to perhaps, leave the Nyx pack and most especially, Aaron. The doors to the workshop flung open and Mia jolted out of her thoughts back to reality. She blinked a few times before her vision finally adjusted and she could clearly make out who was standing at the door. "Justice! What are you doing here?" She asked. His eyes scanned her body and a grimace formed on his face. It was though he was looking at something that made him feel distasteful.