One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

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He raised his hand.

Xiao You took the initiative and flew up.

He easily touched the already agonizing shadow.

Cracks are beginning to appear in the real world as well.

Between the abstract, conceptual world and the real world, traces of symbolic division begin to converge.

It's like two ropes tightening around a neck.

Little by little, strangle the shadow!

"Moo-"

The shadowy figure let out another mournful cry.

The terrifying figure that had once covered the entire area slowly shrank back as it thrashed about.

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

The shadow solidified into a tangible form.

Elephant trunk, rhinoceros eyes, ox tail, tiger feet.

Its body was half solid and half solid, like ink splashed on it, or like a burning black flame.

Baku (a mythical creature resembling a dream beast).

A creature that, according to legend, feeds on dreams.

However, Buggy is more inclined to believe that some small animal accidentally swallowed the Mythical Zoan Fruit, which symbolizes the Baku.

There are many such precedents on the high seas.

For example, a guy who ate the Human-Human Fruit.

Perhaps this could be the start of my second experiment.

An experiment that separates the fruit from the host.

The first experiment was the splitting of the abstract world.

The experimental results showed that illusory creations like dreams vanished into nothingness upon contact with the real world.

On the contrary, semi-abstract concepts like shadows can be broken down.

They can even manipulate conceptual creations that split off from themselves like a physical body.

As for what he said to Moria...

He wasn't lying; it's just that what he was splitting up was Moria's perception and ideas about shadows.

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

"moo"

The Baku's spirits became even more listless.

Cracks, like those on broken porcelain, appeared on the body, which was a mixture of reality and illusion.

Bucky showed no sign of holding back.

Instead, they watched with great interest the Baku's final struggle.

Only in the rhinoceros-like eyes, fear and despair gradually filled its entire field of vision.

The dream tapir lived for a very, very long time.

It lived on like this, day after day, until the dream that the skull kept having came true.

Filling

Dense fog and darkness are its best hiding places.

The dreams of those who fear this sea are its best food.

As it devoured more dreams, the enormous black shadow it created almost completely filled the foggy sea.

This, in turn, drives the dense fog-covered sea area to expand outwards.

It thought it would continue to live like this, just like some dreams that it had day after day.

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

Until this neurotic guy appeared—

"moo"

With a soft call, the Baku's body, covered in white marks, slowly landed in front of Bucky.

In the eyes of the Dream Eater, this man was like an incomparably deep darkness.

It's invisible and incomprehensible, yet it instills fear and trembling in people like a virus, prompting them to imitate and submit.

"Moo-"

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

His ink-wash-like body subtly sank into the darkness within Bucky's heart.

It is begging for mercy.

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Chapter 40 The Experiment Continues

"Smile a little."

Moria stared blankly at the smiling man in front of him.

The other person reached out and forced a smile that looked worse than crying onto their swollen face.

The old neighbor, the Baku, obediently lay on the clown's back, its half-solid, half-ethereal body seemingly weightless.

It is an extremely cute pendant.

This is very different from the exceptionally wicked person Moria remembered.

The difference between then and now is enormous, and the terrifying figure that blots out the sky is now.

"What do you want to do?" Moria asked, his voice trembling.

He was a little confused by the man in front of him, whose face was painted with white skulls and whose bright red lips were always turned up...

Why is there not a trace of fear in his eyes?

As for resistance and being deceived, there should be anger.

Moria couldn't suppress his fear of the person in front of him.

It's not the kind of fear that comes from being completely overwhelmed in terms of strength like with Kaido. The fear of the Joker is inexplicable; it's a fear of his unpredictable methods.

What's even more frightening is that it seems like the other person has laid bare all of my inner vulnerability.

"Hmm... some preliminary preparations."

Bucky, resting his chin on his hand, answered earnestly:

"Although I haven't figured out how to use this little cutie yet." He gently stroked the Baku's head, which felt like a plush toy. "But whatever."

To achieve a plan with a specific purpose in mind?

No, no, no…

That would be too easy for certain shady planners who always hide behind the scenes to guess.

Well, he usually likes to tell those high-minded people a plan that is enough to terrify them, such as getting a lovely mayor to meet his grandmother, but then doing it in a way that is completely unexpected.

One very important part of this is...

No plan.

To be more precise, it means that this plan may or may not exist.

Who knows?

Even Bucky himself didn't know.

However, this way, one can both see the panic and fear on those people's faces and enjoy the thrill of the plan's success.

That's wonderful.

Bucky couldn't help but lick his lips.

He also had one hand resting on Moriah's shoulder.

The upper half of the body was also floating.

After all, it's not easy for Bucky, who is only 1.9 meters tall, to reach Moria's shoulder, who is nearly 7 meters tall.

However, Moria is now powerless to resist.