People in One Piece, Four Elements Ghost Sword

People Are Pirates, Four Elements Ghost Sword Author: King Ming Asura

To endure hardships without getting tired, to live in hell without resentment, to have a little light in mind, and to shine bright, is for Asuras!

Born blind in both eyes, and with extremely painful twisted ghost hands, he was regarded as possessed by evil spirits and suffered a lot!

But after he died, he merged with the ghost and was reborn.Unlock the seal, control ghosts and gods, and comprehend the dark - Devil May Cry!Studying kendo, comprehending sword intent, and reaching the supreme realm—Sword Soul!

Sensing fluctuations, absorbing elements, and merging light and darkness - Ashura!Quenching blood, manipulating...

Chapter [-] Asura

　　1469 Haiyuan Calendar

　　This year is 53 years before Luffy leaves the sea.

　　Wonokuni

　　On the coast of Baiwu Township, a group of people dressed as samurai were gathered there, and there was a hint of haste in their expressions.

　　This group of people kept instructing some workers to move a large number of materials into a large ship docked by the sea.

　　"Kang Chuan, Ashura will be handed over to you!"

　　A man in a samurai uniform pointed to the little boy beside him who was being carried by a few servants and sat on a bamboo chair trembling constantly.

　　This three or four-year-old boy was wrapped in a coat, his eyes were closed, his eyelids kept beating, his forehead was covered with dense fine sweat, his body bowed slightly, trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.

　　The boy's hair was originally supposed to be black, but now some white strands have been mixed in, making the boy look weaker and weaker.

　　But the most eye-catching is the child's right hand.

　　The strange red skin extends all the way to the arm, and the arm is constantly wriggling as if there is something evil in it. The boy's pain comes from this arm.

　　But what makes people strange is that there is also a lock on the boy's right hand that covers the entire small arm, with an iron chain on it. This lock seems to be restraining the mutation of the boy's arm.

　　"Big brother, do you really want to leave? The boy Asura has been invaded by evil spirits since he was a child, and his body is weak. Do you want to abandon him? Is the outside world so important to you?"

　　The man in front of the samurai questioned loudly, but he already knew the answer in his heart, so he shook his head.

　　The samurai's name is Shuangyue Kosaburo, the name of the white dance town.

　　And the man who questioned him was his younger brother, Shuangyue Kangchuan, who had passed his brother Kozaburō's Zen position a few days ago and took over the position of Bai Wu's daimyo.

　　"Iagawa, you don't need to say any more... As for Asura..."

　　Kosaburo looked at his son who was lying on the bamboo chair beside him with his eyes closed, and sighed:

　　"Don't talk about the doctor, even the most famous witch was frightened by Asura's twisted arm like a ghost, and ran away!"

　　Saying that, Kosaburo gently bent down, touched the boy's gray hair and said softly:

　　"You never called me 'Father!'"

　　"I know you have grudges... To me, to God, and even to this fate and the world that makes you suffer infinitely..."

　　"Asura!"

　　"That's the name I gave you!"

　　"Without my surname, and nothing else, just... Asura!!!"

　　"Suffering and tireless!"

　　"Go to hell without complaining!"

　　"The fire of light in my heart will not go out, use resentment as a knife, and finally climb out of hell!"

　　"It's for King Ming!"

　　"It's for... King Asura...!"

　　In Kozaburō's babble-like murmur, the little boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had lost a lot of strength, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

　　The little boy's actions made Kosaburo stop, as if he was expecting something, and Shuangyue Yaskawa also stared at the little boy with a hint of unbearableness in his eyes.

　　The servants who were carrying the little boy by their side also looked at them in unison.

　　A pair of gray-white withered eyes that seemed to be covered with a thin film appeared in everyone's eyes.

　　Yes, the little boy is still blind.

　　'How much suffering this child has endured! '

　　Everyone could not help but show sympathy and heartache in their hearts.

　　"Asura...does your arm still hurt?"

　　Kosaburo's voice trembled a little.

　　"This, this pain... Has it stopped?"

　　The little boy looked very weak, but he didn't close his eyes immediately, instead he said with a hint of sneer that didn't match his age:

　　"Let's go, but what do I want?"

　　"You have only asked me for this thing since you were born. Am I going to disappoint you?"

　　Kozaburō heard Asura's indifferent tone and sighed, but he still waved to the side.

　　"grown ups!"

　　Immediately, someone respectfully held a beautiful samurai sword with a bright red scabbard and hilt.

　　"I don't want your 'Harmony Word'!"

　　Asura couldn't see it, but he didn't forget to add a sentence.

　　"I don't know why you don't like my saber... However, this is a new saber that I have carefully crafted in the past two years. It is better than the word He Dao, and even better than the 'Yan Mo' that I cast for the Guangyue family before. Not weak, even a stronger knife!"

　　Speaking of the knife, Kosaburo burst into a strong self-confidence look in his eyes.

　　"give me!"

　　"Humph!"

　　Asura struggled to lift his twisted blood-red ghost hands a little tremblingly, and a piercing pain suddenly made Asura groan.

　　Asura's eyes closed again, his brows were furrowed, and the fine sweat on his face became more and more.

　　"Asura!"

　　Seeing this, Kosaburo shouted worriedly.

　　"give me!"

　　Ashura shouted stubbornly again.

　　This time, Asura raised his petite right hand like a normal person.

　　"Give it to the young master!"

　　Kosaburo said to his retainers.

　　And the retainer holding the sword immediately handed the sword longer than Asura's body to Asura's hand.

　　"what!!"

　　The moment Asura's hand touched the knife, in Asura's scream, the normal right hand actually held the knife body directly and uncontrollably.

　　And an invisible force shook the retainer a few steps back in an instant, and the sword was firmly held in Asura's hand.

　　"Jie Jie Jie Jie ~~~~"

　　"Woooooooooooo~~~~"

　　At this moment, Ashura's twisted blood-red ghost hand wriggled like a ghost in an instant, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out from it.

　　The smirks of a few evil ghosts could be clearly echoed in the air.

　　This terrifying voice suddenly startled everyone, their eyes showed horror, and they stared blankly at the abnormality of Asura's ghost hand.

　　"Asura!!!"

　　"Why are you fucking evil spirits entangled with my son!!!"

　　In Kozaburō's anxious cry, the bright red of Asura's ghost hand instantly began to spread to the whole body, and it spread to the whole body almost in the blink of an eye.

　　And Asura's entire body withered down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　It seemed that death had come to this child who had suffered too much without any warning.

　　"Big, big brother, this child Asura seems to be dying. Yes, are these evil ghosts going to devour his body? God is above, please spare this child!"

　　Shuangyue Kangchuan looked at Asura's rapidly withering body and showed grief in the savage laughter full of evil spirits.

　　"Why, why let my son suffer like this!!!!"

　　"The incomparable pain every minute and every second made Asura's hair gray from exhaustion!"

　　"Blind from birth, I haven't seen light, I haven't seen color, I haven't seen this world!"

　　"But even so, do you still not let him go?"

　　"What the hell did I do wrong!!!!".

Chapter 2

　　Kosaburo is even more angry at this moment, blood is dripping in his heart, but his eyes are full of pain and powerlessness.

　　"Boom!!!"

　　However, suddenly, the chain on Asura's left arm, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, suddenly trembled, sending out streaks of silver light, pushing the twisted red from Asura's body back into his left hand.

　　"Kazan, get out of the way! This is my knife!"

　　Suddenly, a scream came from Ashura's pale body, and Ashura held the samurai sword in his hand with a grim expression, his will was extremely firm.

　　"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, it doesn't seem like it's time yet... Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."