One Piece: Reborn as a Skypiean

Chapter 34 - Birds Have Wings!

Chapter 34

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….

[2 months later]

*Sha!* *Sha!*

Around the upper-ruins, which was mostly fixed now, Amon and Raki were swinging their swords together. Raki still had her mask on, but Amon didn't mind it.

Amon was using Seraph, as they both were trying their best to create new formulas, one that would be flawless. Amon used the biological knowledge from his previous world, mixed with his more advanced knowledge from this world. While Seraph used the incredible knowledge saved inside her. Also, because of her 'Computer Simulation' ability, no actual test subjects were needed. This again proved how dangerous yet useful this AI was.

'According to the current speed of progression… the next result should be out soon.' Amon thought while sweat was falling from his head from the constant swings. 'I hope this works…'

These days, besides spending time in the Hall, Amon mostly spends his time in his shrine doing small research, or more accurately he creates theories with the few pieces of equipment he has there. The leftover time was used to train with Raki and Gan Fall on swords. He didn't have any plans to be a swordsman, but learning something never hurts.

Currently, Gan Fall was not here, as he used the excuse of being a Sky Knight and left them while appointing them a number of swings to finish. Amon already knew he had gone to Heaven's gate to play chess…

"Haah! I'm beat..." *Thud*

Suddenly, Raki shouted and fell on her back, though this time she wasn't careless enough to let the sword near her body. Amon smiled seeing this. He wasn't exhausted yet, so he decided to swing a bit more.

….

After a few minutes, Amon was sitting on the ground beside Raki, while  Nola the snake was also around now, dancing around the place. 

"Ugh..." Amon heard Raki's grumpy voice and looked at her. "Brother this is cheating…"

"Pfft!" Amon almost spat his mango juice out, but he was able to control it at the last moment, as he gulped. "Don't say funny jokes when someone's drinking!" Amon said as he lightly poked Raki's forehead.

A few seconds passed, as Raki shouted. "This is cheating!"

Amon could feel she was almost about to cry, as this time he wasn't able to control his laughter. "Hahaha! Why?"

"What do you mean why? I've been training with swords for more than 2 years now…" She went silent. "Yet... you better than me! You are already around Gandalf's level!" Raki said she rolled on the ground childishly.

"..." Amon looked at her with deadpan eyes, but soon he sighed as he put down his juice glass.

"It's all about... Mantra," Amon said as Raki stopped. 

"I can focus on things more accurately with this. Learning anything is easier with my type of Mantra." Amon said as he got up and picked up his sword to show practical. "You see, when Gan Fall swings his arms, I can sense its direction and, in some special cases, even the amount of power it generates. Seeing them like clear water, it isn't hard to copy them for myself."

"What?! I knew it!" Raki jumped up. "That's cheating! I can only sense people around with my Mantra!" The next moment, Raki covered her face with her hands, even though it was already covered with a mask. "Fuck!" 

Raki fell on her back hopelessly. She also felt a light punch on her left arm for adding the last word.

After being instructed by Amon, many of the Shandians knew Observation Haki now. Though most of their Mantra was weak. Except for a few ones like Duy, who was proficient at sharpshooting.

A few moments passed, as Raki was looking at the blue sky above her. She never would have thought the sky was so beautiful before starting to live in Upper-yard.

Raki released a sigh. 'At this rate, I would never be able to become strong enough to protect brother… Sigh, I will think about this later…'

She closed her eyes for a calm of mind. 'Gan Fall said people should treat each other fairly, yet 98% percent people I know don't do that… Actually,' She opened her eyes. 'People only look out for their selfish wishes, even those 2% people do that.' 

She then flipped on her left side, as she looked at the juice drinking Amon. He was also looking at the sky, his red eyes reflected the Eagle flying in the sky. 

'Even brother… He is unfair…' She then stopped thinking as a smile bloomed on her face. 'He loves me too unfairly-'

"Alright," Suddenly, she was brought out of her stupor, as Amon was looking at her with a grin. "You are slacking off these days."

"Time to help you upgrade your Mantra."

«…*...»

Another few months had passed, and Amon was in the Shandora Hall, stripping his clothes. 

"Oh, Sera baby, are you enjoying the view?" Amon asked as he took off his pants at last while looking at the mirror stuck in the wall.

[.....] The AI was a little perplexed at why a child is acting like this, but she guessed things changed in the last 800 years.

In reality, Amon was acting like this to trick her cumulative mind. He wasn't sure how advanced her thought process was, and it was a dangerous fact if he didn't learn it as soon as possible. 

How will the AI behave when he acts stupid?

How will the AI behave when he acts smart?

How will the AI act when he acts lovely?

How will the AI act when he acts angry, crazy, and bipolar?

He had to do practical experiments to learn about her limit. Was she more advanced than the human brain, or was she below it?

Amon understands it now, while the AI still has no idea of Amon's scheme behind his facade.

[Let me warn you for the last time, this is a painful process. Though I never experienced pain, I'm not sure a child, even if it's a messed up one like you won't be able to hold against that.]

Amon covered his face. "Ahh, stop the praises. I'm getting h-shut the fuck up bitch!" He shouted as he removed his hands. Soon he smiled. "No need to act all lovey-dovey with me, baby girl," Amon said while he did some small stretches.

The AI ignored his words.

[Once you start, you can't stop midway as you'd die instantly. Also, I won't be able to help you.] Seraph said.

Amon also ignored all her words, as he just looked at his body. "Nice..." Amon released a smile, as he inspected his whole body. His small arms and legs had a little muscles in them, yet they didn't look that weird... 

He then looked towards the camera with a yawn. "That's sweet and out of character of you, are you planning something?" Amon asked, but didn't wait for her answer. He had 97% confidence that she won't do anything stupid… the 3% being if he had underestimated her calculating powers. "No need for your worries. I don't mind experiencing death numbing pain if I can grow strong."

[.....]

[I see.]

After countless tries, at Attempt—6890, Seraph, the AI has reached a formula that theoretically should work better than the previous one. Amon worked hard to find the flaws and create a new formula, and the AI had simply simulated it in her 'Simulation World' and got enough proof of this as something workable.

Then, after she did some corrections herself, she finally succeeded in forming a new formula of medicine after mixing the three race's blood. 

[This is the last warning: are you sure?]

Releasing a chuckle, Amon nodded.

He knew this process would take one month, so he had already informed the tribesmen not to search for him this month. 

If by some chance someone searched for him and reached this place, they wouldn't be able to enter this place as he had ordered the AI to not let anyone else other than him get the news of this Hall, let alone let them in. After Amon's orders, Seraph made many changes. Now, only Amon can enter this place with his eye-scan, blood-test, and bunch of… other tests. She complied with his wishes, as even she herself didn't need another person knowing this. 

['However, if the surgery fails and he dies today, then that's a different question'] Seraph 'thought'  coldly.

On the other hand, Amon was still a little paranoid. He knew this test was potentially very dangerous for him. As even if the surgery succeeded, at the start when the medicine will enter his body, the AI might insert something like explosive nano-chips in his blood vessels, or do something even worse. 

Yet he had to trust her this time. Since even if she does something like that, he would have an infinite amount of time to check his body outside this hall. Amon was 1000% confident she won't do anything that will do instant damage to him or his health.

Nevertheless, just being able to fly using wings isn't something that is enough to make Amon take such a risk. In reality, Amon knew after this surgery his wings won't be just restricted to letting him fly in the sky… According to his hypothesis, he will get at least a 6x power boost just from having two workable wings in his back.

He could have waited long and had the surgery done by the best surgeon. Like for example, Trafalgar Law, the current holder of Op-Op no mi. However, even if Amon somehow makes him agree on doing the surgery, or better, if he takes the fruit for himself and does the surgery, it still won't be a success. Because here, the main point isn't the surgery nor surgeon, it's the medicine, its formula, and most importantly, the high-tech pieces of equipment laying around.

This time, he has a 3% chance of dying… it's low, but it's still dangerous. Yet, Amon knew, one won't get dog shit without taking risks.

"Anyway, we should start now?" Amon asked with his hands on his hips, while his 149cm naked body was flashing on the giant computer screen. 'I look kinda cool naked…'

….

Soon, the naked Amon entered the incubator and wore the oxygen mask while standing on the floor of the empty incubator. Soon after, like the hands of Doctor-Ock from Spiderman, many kinds of metallic tentacles came from different directions and added several thin medical pipes on Amon's blood vessels, but most of them were connected to his wings, with a big one on his neck.

Soon after, the incubator's glass started to close, as Amon's view became green because of the green half-transparent glass.

*Phzzzzz*

Soon, water started to fill the incubator, as soon it passed Amon's head. Amon started to breathe through the oxygen pipe slowly. Soon after, his small stature started to float in the water.

"Fuu… fuu." Amon was trying to stabilize his breathing, as he heard the AI say something.

[Project Angel—02 would now proceed]

«…*...»

*Fwah!* *Fwah!*

Raki was swinging her swords while her head was in a completely different world. 

'It's been around 2 weeks since brother went missing… Although he did say he will be fine and be back after a month, I'm a little worried.' Soon she shook her head rapidly, as she strengthened her back. 

"Anyway, I should work hard." Taking a deep breath, she again started swinging.

'Nothing will happen… probably.'

….

While Raki was worried for Amon, inside the incubator, he was in a critical condition.

"AAAAHHHHH! FUCK!" 

Inside the incubator, Amon was struggling to remove the pipes attached to him, but his hands were being restrained by two robotic tentacles.

He knew this process would be painful, but he never expected it to be this painful. It's as if hot lava was being inserted in his veins. At this moment, he couldn't even think straight.

"FREEEE…Me… me….e…" Amon's eyes started to become dull…. "!!!" However, after a few electrical shocks from the equipment on his body, he regained consciousness.

The first week was fine, as he even used to chat with the AI now and then, but soon after, things got more dangerous and painful.

Now he just wakes up, screams in pain, and when tired, he goes back to sleep. The cycle continues.

Seeing this the AI was quite dissatisfied. ['So a failure? Even the King didn't act like this… Was there any problem with the formula… but-']

"AAAAAAAAH! BITCH LET ME OUT!!"

*Bam!*

Amon started to bang the glass, but unfortunately, his punches were too weak for the night-indestructible glass.

He was even releasing [Conqueror's Haki] subconsciously, though the AI didn't realize it as she couldn't feel anything.

«...*…»

Just like that, time passed the 1-month mark. But even as 33 days had passed, the tribe didn't know about Amon's whereabouts. They were very worried, yet they couldn't find him anywhere after searching.

While something else was happening in the Shandora Hall.

Inside the incubator, the water became so white that it can't even be called water anymore. While for that reason, Amon couldn't be spotted inside with the thick white water.

Right now, his screams were also quiet. "Brrr…." But the AI could hear his muffled breathing from the recorder placed inside the incubator.

She had thought of doing something like inserting thousands of blood-vessel sized nano techs inside his body. Yet, after doing countless calculations in her head, she decided against it. He would definitely learn about those soon enough, then if he gets out of her range, and uses some kind of Devil fruit to remove those from his body, then everything she did until now will be for nothing. Who knows, he might even sell her location to the enemy, the World Government. 

Currently, though it's already been three more days than the schedule, she wasn't worried anymore as she could see inside the incubator from the camera stationed inside it. She also felt he will soon wake up-

[!!!]

Feeling that it's time to open the glasses of the incubator, she commanded it, however….

*Bam!* *Crack!* *Crack!*

Before that could happen, cracks started to appear on the glass, and soon the whole glass container got broken into pieces while the white liquid got splashed all over the place, as the Hall got covered in fog.

"Haah…"

The sound of a breath little different from the 12 years old, sounded out. Seraph released wind around the Hall and sucked the fog away, as a familiar figure was seen standing in around the incubator.

"Hahaha…" It was a chuckle.

A 160cm teenager, or seemingly a teenager, with wide and large white wings which were twitching now and then, was standing there while rubbing his neck. 

His naked body was completely wet, with white liquid dripping from his back-length black hair. Unlike his appearance, he had a childish smile on his face.

"Aren't things looking good…Haha!"

[You should have controlled yourself. That's a lot of damage....] 

Amon frowned.

Initially, he wanted to destroy the AI in rage, but he knew that's just stupid. In the end, it was he who took this risk. "Be grateful I haven't gone berserk at you yet," Amon said with a chuckle.

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A/N: Amon is acting strange, childish, 'bad' and everything else with the AI, expecting it to behave in ways he predicted. He doesn't know the limit of her ability to think, so he had to test it by himself. 

Also since it's better to make the AI see him as a strong, arrogant, and a little smart kid, than to act like a mastermind who controls everything.

This book will receive a bonus chapter the day it hits 1500+ stones.

This chapter was proofread by @Retuculum.