Chapter 25: God-Tier Willpower
Blue sky. White clouds. A shining round sun. Chirping seagulls.
The weather was perfect. Even the waves rolled peacefully beneath the Baphomet as it neared the towering red mountain.
Luffy stood at the ship's figurehead, gazing at the Red Line in a trance.
His mind had never been clearer.
Something had changed inside him. Since morning, he'd felt… off. Most of the day, he'd been spaced out—his once-serene mental state starting to crack. Wild, impulsive thoughts kept surfacing, only to be smothered again and again by some internal force.
It felt like a war inside his mind.
Then—snap—something broke.
And just like that, a rush of clarity washed over him.
Beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
"I knew these damn concepts would eventually affect me… but I didn't realize the most insidious one was you."
He muttered inwardly, disgusted and amused all at once.
"No wonder I've been so… neutered. Naked women around me and I barely felt anything. I thought I was just enlightened from dying, like some old monk. Turns out I was just sterilized mentally by some 'purity' concept."
"Thank god my Will finally made a breakthrough. Otherwise, I'd still be a smug eunuch, proud to have girls all over me while never once thinking of touching them."
"Hell, I didn't even bother giving myself a cooler outfit or a more handsome face. Still walking around in Luffy's basic look like it's cosplay day…"
He let out a dry laugh.
As a transmigrator, it was practically a law to look good and act cool. A teenage boy who didn't care about his appearance? That wasn't maturity—it was a problem.
Luckily, with his breakthrough in Willpower, he'd finally shaken off the concept's suppressive effects.
No longer a teen with an old man's calm and no desires.
Now, he was complete.
His Willpower had evolved to Level Three—solid and godlike.
If normal Will was gas, and Conquerors had liquid Will, then Luffy's was solid. With it, he could reshape reality—almost anything was possible. It came with a cost, of course. More complex creations drained more Willpower. But with precision, the cost was practically negligible.
And then—
"LUFFY!!"
The shout jolted him back to reality.
Nami stood nearby in a tight black skirt barely covering her curves, and a sports bra that looked seconds from bursting.
"Sanju already made lunch! We looked for you in your room, but nope—here you are, just lazing around. Did you just change your lazy spot?"
Luffy stared, jaw slack.
Heat flooded his lower stomach, and something else surged to life below.
He couldn't help but grin wildly.
"Yes! That's it! I missed this feeling… this fire… youth!!"
Without thinking, he leapt from the figurehead and threw himself into Nami's arms, burying his head straight into her cleavage.
Nami blushed but gently patted his head.
"Luffy? What's gotten into you today? You seem... energetic."
She could feel something big and hard pressing against her thigh.
Her eyes sparkled with realization.
"Did Captain finally grow up? Did he finally awaken to the joys of romance?!"
The intimate moment was cut off by hurried footsteps.
"Nami! So here you are again, hogging the captain's attention!"
Kuina's voice rang with suspicion. The other girls stood behind her with cool, unreadable expressions.
Nami threw up her hands in panic. "Wait! I didn't do anything! It was his idea this time! I swear!!"
Their eyes shifted toward Luffy.
All of them blinked… and blushed at once.
Luffy was still nuzzling happily into Nami's chest, humming in satisfaction.
But instead of anger, the girls looked genuinely surprised—and... thrilled.
"Is the captain finally switching from passive to active mode?"
Expectations: Sky-high.
Luffy, sensing that any longer and he might start pinning Nami right here, took a deep breath.
"Not yet... But soon."
He was determined. This ship was going to become a filthy den of pleasure. And for once, he was ready to enjoy it.
Sure, his Willpower would keep wild urges in check—but at least he had urges now.
Raising his head, he saw the girls still watching him, all with knowing smiles.
He grinned back, completely unbothered.
"Perfect. You're all here. Come—help me with something."
They followed curiously.
With a thought, a light screen appeared in front of them. Luffy's face—zoomed in—filled the screen.
"Help me craft a presentable face," he said, smirking.
Yasha poked his nose on the screen. To her shock, she could actually feel the texture—and edit it.
"Whoa! That's so cool! Let's see… ohoho, a taller nose looks ridiculous on you!"
Zala grabbed the ears, stretching them out until Luffy looked like a bat.
"The captain looks... manly this way!"
Kuina slapped her hand away and fixed the ears. "How does 'manly' even relate to big ears?"
Kaya squashed his face into a square. "Square-faced Luffy is charming. His jawline is so sharp."
Meanwhile, Nami and Nojiko were tweaking his lips.
Within seconds, the screen-Luffy looked like a monster from yokai folklore.
Luffy's face darkened.
"Damn it…"
He'd assumed women had some transcendent aesthetic sense… but apparently their sense of beauty was alien to mankind.
"Alright, enough! Back up! Let me show you how it's done."
The girls groaned but stepped back.
Luffy moved with precision, merging his current face with features from his past life, adjusting proportions to create a superhumanly attractive visage.
A face that truly reflected his high charisma. The previous face? That was just charm tricks and perception distortion. This one was real.
He nodded in satisfaction.
But behind him, the girls looked unimpressed.
"…Is it not handsome enough?" he asked, blinking.
Zala tilted her head. "No… It is handsome, but... isn't that just your normal face?"
Kaya nodded. "That's what you've always looked like. The old image just felt off. Is that what you meant by 'pinching'? You just wanted your actual face back?"
The others looked surprised too.
Luffy froze.
"So you're telling me... the face I spent all my brain cells carefully crafting… is the face I already 'had'?! That's protagonist privilege for you."
With a thought —his appearance shifted smoothly, though to the girls, it looked like nothing changed at all.
Then, he willed himself taller.
His height surged to 198 cm, putting him right on par with the taller girls.
Unfortunately… his clothes didn't scale with him.
With a loud rip, everything tore off—leaving Luffy completely naked before their eyes.
The girls gawked, eyes locked on him.
Zala knelt playfully, her face dangerously close to his groin.
"Well well… hiding a monster under those shorts, Captain?"
Luffy's "little brother" stirred with pride, throbbing with power.
The girls screamed in amazement as the snake turned into a dragon.
Deadpan, Luffy conjured a pair of black pants and slipped them on, ending the show.
"Alright. Let's go have lunch. Soon enough... you'll be seeing much more—thoroughly."
The girls cheered excitedly as they followed him into the ship's depths.