One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 39 Dream Tapir
The shadows seemed to have no substance.

It was like a rolling inky black cloud pressing down on the castle.

Be attracted by the charming deliciousness below.

It smells like a nightmare.

A nightmare more delicious than any nightmare this ship had ever had.

Maybe it’s because the smell of the nightmare’s owner is unexpectedly familiar?

The dark figure leaned down.

Like a waterfall of ink pouring down from the sky, I want to swallow up the delicious food below in one gulp.

At the same time, the splashing ink intentionally or unintentionally kept a certain distance from Bucky.

She seemed to be somewhat afraid of him.

"Moo-"

When the black shadow was about to touch Moria, it suddenly tumbled.

The mooing sound was filled with pain.

It feels like I have an upset stomach.

The pirate ship with a huge blue flame actually emerged from the darkness as it was churning.

Along with it, there also emerge countless distinct yet independently developing fantasy worlds.

There is a thin version of Moria wielding a long sword in the biting cold wind, fighting with an extremely huge figure. In that scene, there are many living companions behind him.

There was a man living on a small island, living the life of a wealthy landlord, but still dressed like a pirate.

There is a doctor in a white coat dancing with a bright actress on a gorgeous stage
Dr. Hobbag in the castle turned his head away, blushing a little.

The nightmare tapir opened his eyes in the darkness.

Among these dreams, there should be one that is a mixture of loneliness and joy, and that is your own treasure.

But there is only one lonely pirate ship.

A huge blue fire engulfed the ship.

That figure
"Moo-"

The eyes in the shadow revealed obvious fear.

It remembered this person, a weird human with a neurotic smile, being vomited out of the dream.

Why are you still there?
Tiny cracks spread from the pirate ship to the entire dream world, and the black shadow that covered the sky was suddenly covered with long white threads.

"It's really, interesting."

Bucky grinned, enjoying his own contortions.

He left a shadow of himself in the dream. It was his first attempt at splitting an abstract concept, which was himself.

The world in my eyes has always been divided into two.

A cycle of murder and arson.

One is the world in front of Bucky.

Ironically, this tearing and distortion gave him a sense of fulfillment.

weird
This is also himself.

But he never denied it.

Weird and confusing.

How comforting, isn't it?

Something fell from Moria's fat black shadow.

The shadow of a hand?
Moriah saw with his own eyes the shadow walk past him and then fall at Buggy's feet.

Is my shadow under my control again?
Didn’t you say you were dissatisfied with me?

He felt that his red onion brain was suddenly overloaded.

When his eyes fell on the crazy clown, he shuddered again.

The other party can actually split his own shadow? !
Then what's the use of my Shadow Fruit? !
Moria suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

With a nearly broken spine and wounds all over his body, he looked like a broken doll.

Ah!
I'm sorry for being human.

"."

"Moo——"

The screams from the shadows were even more painful.

Like giving birth.

The layered, half-illusory, half-real fantasy world was getting closer to breaking apart under the invasion of Baihen.

"To live or to die, we have to choose one."

Buggy raised his head, and in another vision he saw himself stepping out of the pirate ship engulfed in blue flames.

Walking on the pitch black.

"Moo!!"

The black shadow's cry seemed to be full of anger, and the black ink surging like the sea was constantly fighting against the power of division.

Click click
The first dream was completely shattered by the erosion of the cracks.

Two pirates who were enjoying a life of luxury on a beautiful island suddenly realized that the world in front of them was collapsing. Pieces of debris were falling one by one.

Falling into the harsh reality, it turned into a pool of gray mist and dissipated.

Only two skeletons were left.

"In fact, I really admire those who never give in."

"real."

Bucky added.

"Then I can see in them the repetition of the string.
Beautiful tune. "

He raised his hand.

Xiao You took the initiative to fly up.

It was easy to touch the shadow that was already in pain.

Cracks also began to appear in the real world.

Traces of symbolic division between the abstract, conceptual world and the real world begin to intersect.

Like two ropes that are tightening around your neck.

Little by little, strangle the black shadow!

"Moo-"

The shadow cried out in agony again.

The terrifying figure that originally covered the entire area slowly shrank back as it tumbled back and forth.

The fine cracks originating from the two points are constantly compressing its living space.

The shadow solidified into substance.

Elephant trunk, rhinoceros eyes, ox tail, tiger foot.
The body is half solid and half solid, like splashed ink, or like a burning black flame.

Dream tapir.

A creature that feeds on dreams.

However, Buggy is more inclined to believe that this was a small animal that accidentally swallowed the mythical beast fruit that symbolizes the nightmare tapir.

There are many such precedents at sea.

For example, someone who ate the human-human fruit.

Maybe I can start my second experiment.
Experiments to separate the fruit from the host.

The first experiment is the splitting of the abstract world.

The experimental results show that illusory products such as dreams disappear into thin air once they come into contact with the real world.

On the contrary, semi-abstract concepts like shadow can be split up.

One can even manipulate conceptual products split from one's own body like a physical body.

As for what I said to Moria.
He didn't lie, but what he split were some of Moria's perceptions and thoughts about the shadow.

For example, he could have taken back his own shadow or cut out Bucky's shadow to fight back.
"moo"

The nightmare tapir's spirit became even more depressed.

Cracks like broken porcelain appeared on the body that was a mixture of both reality and illusion.

Bucky had no intention of holding back.

Instead, he watched the nightmare tapir's final struggle with great interest.

Only in its rhino-like eyes, fear and despair gradually occupied its entire vision.

The dream tapir lived for a very long time.

It survived like this day after day until the dream that the skull had been having appeared.

Filling
Thick fog and darkness are its best hiding places.

The best food for it is the dreams of those who fear this sea.

As the number of dreams it devoured increased, the huge black shadow it created was almost enough to occupy the entire foggy sea.

This in turn pushes the thick fog sea area to expand outward.

It thought it would live like this forever, just like some dreams it would have day after day.

There is no gene for exploration and curiosity in our instincts.

Until this neurotic guy showed up——

"moo"

The Nightmare Tapir called out softly, and its body covered with white marks slowly fell in front of Buggy.

In the eyes of the Nightmare Tapir, this man was like a ball of extremely deep darkness.

It is hard to see clearly and understand, but like a virus, it makes people unconsciously fear and tremble, and then imitate and surrender.

"Moo-"

It wrapped around the man's back, its head resting on his shoulder.

The ink-like body sank faintly into the darkness in Bucky's heart.

It's begging for mercy.

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