One Piece Empty Throne Novels & Stories

“His death opened a void. That void will draw others. Greed never sleeps.” I looked at the throne. It was carved from dark stone, its base wrapped in silver chains that no longer glowed with binding power. The symbols etched across its back pulsed faintly, reacting to my presence. “I don’t want it.” “You don’t need to want it,” she said. “You need to choose what comes next. If you leave it empty, war will come. If you take it, you shape what rises.” I clenched my jaw, torn between the weight of what I had just survived and the terrifying truth that surviving wasn’t enough.

Yes, they have a tail! Unlike the man who is sitting on the throne, he looks like a normal person and dresses normally. What I mean is, the man on the throne, though he is wearing a black tux, his skin is fair. He is also elegant and a handsome creature. Actually, he looks like an actor who is from Freed. Who is that again? Ah, Ian Veneracion. The place too is bloody red. There is no clear view aside from the throne and the red surroundings. "Are you done checking on us, Luigi?" He was still smiling. Don't his lips get tired of smiling?

On the day my fiancé, Raphael Moretti, and I were supposed to get our marriage license at city hall, I dressed with care. But by noon, he still hadn't shown up. Aurelia De Luca video-called me. "Sofia, where are you? Raphael's been waiting for you all day." Panic hit me. "Weren't we signing in Palermo?" Aurelia frowned. "It's Taormina, Sofia. Everyone's been waiting for a long time." I drove straight to Taormina. When I arrived, no one was there. When the video connected, Aurelia was crouched on the ground, laughing hard. "Sofia, don't tell me you actually went. We're already on Lipari. Raphael's setting up the wedding venue to surprise you." I left my car at the port and took a boat to Lipa

He locked the door behind us. Looked at me. "Every chair where someone looked through me," I said quietly. Taking it in. "All empty," he said. "Just us." "Just us." He walked toward the throne. Sat. Looked at me from it. "Come here." We are on the THRONE, Parrot said. In the THRONE ROOM. With the EMPTY COUNCIL CHAIRS WATCHING. This is either the most dignified or least dignified moment of our life and I genuinely cannot decide.

Vane and Ronan drew their blades in unison, the sound of steel echoing through the chamber. "You don't want to do that," Vane said calmly, his golden eyes fixed on the nearest elder. "I promise you, you really don't." "Stand down," Ronan added, his voice carrying an edge of violence. "Unless you want to find out exactly how many of you I can gut before I go down." The elders hesitated. Smart of them. I walked straight toward the Void Throne—a massive construction of black obsidian and silver inlay, carved with the faces of every Void King who had ever ruled. It sat empty, waiting for me like some kind of grotesque invitation. I ignored it completely, my focus fixed on my Queen.

“Auren! The throne’s collapsing—get out!” Auren reached for her hand. “Then let it collapse with us.” For the briefest moment, their fingers brushed. Her eyes widened — and in them he saw everything: her love, her guilt, her power... and something else. A third presence. Found you, whispered the First. The light twisted. The void shattered. Kael screamed Auren’s name as the throne erupted into white fire, tearing the sky apart. When the dust cleared, Kael stood alone at the summit, his sword buried in the cracked earth. The throne was gone. The mark was gone. The heavens were silent.

The contract was quickly completed. The chieftain smiled warmly at us and said, "Alright, now that the contracts are done, you may each return to your places. As for the other males, please don't be discouraged. You still have the chance to become their mates if you can win the favor of these females." They looked slightly relieved to hear that. Their gaze was burning as they looked at me and Autumn. The white tiger priest glared at them as he stepped in front of me to shield me from them.

He reiterated my exact words defensively. "Do you not realize the implication of that? You've been in mermaid waters before." The only sound now was from Philip. Then I choked. "What?" I was the most curious. I mean, I had to be. I had almost no idea about myself so every little thing I discovered made me feel better. The scales on my back was on the list of things Tiberius and I kept from the council. And trust me, there was more. "You've been in mermaid waters." She repeated. "At some point in your life, you lived or visited mermaid waters so your blood automatically qualifies as antidote since you have a touch of mermaid."

The guards opened it, and I stepped inside with them. The people inside turned to me. My heart was beating rapidly, not used to the sudden attention I was receiving. They looked at me in awe from head to toe. I raised my head and looked at the throne. The King, Queen, and Axel hadn't arrived yet, but I was asked to sit on one of the chairs next to the king and queen's throne. I was nervous to see everyone looking at me. "His Majesty King Edmund Hastings, His Majesty Queen Charlene Hastings, His Royal Highness Prince Elric Axel Hastings," the guard loudly said, announcing the arrival of the three people.

“And I suppose you already have a plan?” Sienna’s lips quirked into a faint smile. “I do.” She turned her gaze toward the throne, the shadows around it pulsing in response. “The First King was right. Someone must take the throne to bind the world anew. But it won’t be a sacrifice.” She lifted a hand, and the air crackled. “It will be a beginning.” A deep, resonant hum echoed through the Hollow Realm as the throne shifted. The jagged stone smoothed, reshaping into something more defined, more absolute. The fractures in the sky seemed to pulse in time with it, as if responding to her will.