11 Marine Based - 11
"That's not up to me." Kaden replied once more, drily. He could put his name in for promotion when he thought he was ready, but it was up to his superiors to decide if he was worthy of a promotion.
And he honestly wasn't really sure what to think about being a marine at this point. He would really rather not be one, he was, so he should aim for higher. But then if he did leave, it would mean he'd be given a much higher bounty.
…But that could be to his advantage as well depending on what he wanted to go for.
"Well we're missing a Commander now after the idiot went and got himself killed by that bitch Whitey Bay," Commodore Yarisugu nodded, to himself, "I think you're stronger than him now though so you should be able to handle it!"
Oh right….Whitey Bay had apparently been making a trip to go meet up with Whitebeard or something two weeks ago, and one of the Commander's who had some kind of boner, possibly of the hate version, but perhaps just lustful sailed out with a bunch of others in the base to hunt her down, and got killed by her.
Apparently it wasn't even a fight, she slaughtered him like a pig.
"…I'm literally a petty officer," Kaden gave the man a deadpan look, "That's multiple rank jumps. And being an officer of that level takes more than just strength."
Seriously what about knowledge, experience and leadership ability? A lack of those traits is probably what got the last moron Commander killed.
"And the fact you know that, puts you way above the other shmucks around here," Commodore Yarisugu laughed clapping him on the shoulder, "I'll go let Vice Admiral Vergo know you've got my backing to get the promotion." he said, and turned around and walked away with a whistle on his lips.
"I fucking hate this place." Kaden nodded.
Literally every single person around him, was a freaking moron. Led by incredibly stupid and incompetent morons.
Yes stupid and moron was an oxymoron in of itself that should have cancelled each other out, but they were so fucking retarded both needed to be used to describe them.
What were Sengoku and the other higher ups thinking allowing morons like this to be part of the marines? And worse, allowing idiots like Commodore Yarisugu to even recommend and push for others to get promotions.
…Honestly, he already knew, it just made him feel better to gripe.
Strength, that was really it. The marines were spread thin due to the great pirate age, so much so that even a trash base like G5 was allowed to operate.
'I suppose in that case, it was actually smart of them to stick all the problematic idiots in the one base where they couldn't fuck up everyone else's work.' he thought, shaking his head.
…Maybe it was time to get a move on? With a thought, Kaden brought up his status to look over.
Name: Kaden D. Freeman
Strength: 100.5/500
Endurance: 97.7/500
Durability: 99/500
Agility: 86/500
Hand To Hand Combat: 256/1000
Swordsmanship: 240/1000
Gunmanship: 26/1000
Rokushiki: (4/7)
Haki:
Colour Of Armament: 100/1000
Colour Of Observation: 120/1000
Colour Of The Conqueror: 1/1000
Devils Fruit: -
His status as always, was kind of pitiful to look at. It was a massive difference compared to what it was two months ago, and looked a hell of a lot more impressive.
But it was still kind of pitiful. His armament haki for instance, had been stuck at one hundred where he could finally feel it and coat his hands in it two weeks ago and hadn't risen at all since then, and his Observation had dwindled massively, to the point that in the last week it only had risen two points.
And the same could be said for the likes of his hand to hand combat abilities and swordsmanship which he'd decided to work on fully over his gunmanship abilities. He'd taken to fighting constantly every day against Commodore Yarisugu, and then taking place in the free for all battle training every day as well.
In the process his swordsmanship and hand to hand combat abilities had spiked massively…for a time. But the better he got and the stronger he got, the less they increased by day no matter how hard he trained or how many of the other marines he fought.
In fact his swordsmanship hadn't increased at all in five days, and his hand to hand combat skill had creeped up a tiny bit when he began using the haki he'd began to grasp with it.
Honestly, what he was most proud of currently, was the Rokushiki listed as four out of seven on the status screen. He'd worked incredibly hard over the past few months to learn them.
Even now his arms were covered in bandages from the effort he'd put into it, he knew that beneath those bandages lay deeply bruised arms covered in prickly scabs.
It was not a pretty sight.
He glanced at the very bottom of the screen, barring the devil fruit part.
Colour Of The Conqueror: 1/1000
….That day, two months ago when he found out about his origin, the murderous rage he'd felt was so deep, he'd awakened his Conqueror's Haki.
Which was cool and all, but, he had no idea whatsoever how to bring it out, never mind train it.
Still, one thing bugged him.
"It changed back again." Kaden noted, looking at the name listed on the status screen.
It was a weird thing, but sometimes when he opened the status screen up, his name was changed to Kaden D. Topman.
And then on a few rare occasions it had labelled him as Kaden. D TopFreeman, as if it couldn't decide what his last name was.
It was super fucking weird. But it had only begun after he'd learned of his origins and he'd thought about that…a lot.
What it meant for him. Was it a death sentence, or was it something he could use like Doflamingo? He knew after all of a certain treasure held by the World Government, and he knew who sat upon the empty throne.
He'd come to the simple conclusion that like everything else, it was a hazard to him while he lacked strength. So he'd think on it later once he had the might to protect himself.
'Less than a year now before Luffy sets out and things get really crazy in the world.' Kaden mused.
Yeah…it was probably time he got a move on, especially since he'd realised something.
He was early enough that Doflamingo shouldn't have anyone monitoring Caesar yet, and that clown was a literal moron just like everyone in the G5. Only he and a bunch of crippled ex pirates should be on Punk Hazard currently.
Which made things a whole lot easier for him.
