3 Lotteries

Mid-flight, King's voice cut through the air with authority, his command resolute and unwavering.

"System, use my three lotteries," he declared, his determination fueling his actions as he soared through the night toward the mountains of Wano.

In response, the system complied without hesitation, its unseen mechanisms whirring into motion to fulfill King's desires.

[Ding...]

[Observation Haki Enhancement Coupon]

[Observation Haki Enhancement Coupon]

[ Tsunade's unwashed Panties]

Upon receiving his rewards, King's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the unexpected item among them. "System, what's up with Tsunade's panties?" he questioned, his tone tinged with incredulity.

The system responded matter-of-factly, "Host, I give you a lottery, and there can be anything in the lottery. There is a 90% chance of something from the One Piece world and a 10% chance that it comes from other worlds."

King shook his head, dismissing the oddity with a wave of his hand. "Forget it," he muttered, his focus returning to the task at hand. "System, use the two Observation Haki enhancement coupons."

[Ding.....]

[Observation Haki: Awakened{ Future Sight }]

"Awakened... Future Sight," he murmured, the words carrying a weight of both awe and anticipation.

Turning his attention back to the system, King inquired, "For how much time can I see into the future?"

The system's response was sobering, reminding King of the inherent limitations of his own physical and mental endurance.

"It completely depends on how much toll your mind and body can take," it stated plainly, a reminder of the sacrifices that mastery demanded.

Absorbing the system's explanation, King's expression morphed into one of contemplation. "So, what's the difference between mine and Katakuri's Haki?" he queried, seeking further clarity.

The system's response was illuminating, highlighting the distinctions between their abilities. "Katakuri needs to actively activate his Haki, and he can only see one second into the future. Meanwhile, your Haki will always be active. If a significant threat arises, it will automatically grant you future foresight. Not only that, but you can effortlessly peer further into the future and possess an expanded range of perception."

Fascinated by the extent of his newfound powers, King halted mid-air, his senses attuned to the world around him. With a deliberate focus, he activated his Observation Haki, allowing its enhanced capabilities to wash over him. In an instant, the entirety of Wano lay bare before him, every detail laid bare to his heightened senses.

With a swift and purposeful maneuver, King altered his course towards the camp nestled near the mountains of Wano. Ascending high into the sky, he gathered momentum before hurtling downwards at breakneck speed.

As he descended upon the camp, his blade shimmered with a deadly intent. With a thunderous impact, he struck down upon Ahura Doji, the pink fat samurai, who had been slumbering peacefully moments before.

Ahura's eyes snapped open in alarm as he attempted to evade the sudden onslaught, but King, with his Future Sight already foreseeing Ahura's next move, adjusted the angle of his sword with lightning speed. The blade sliced through the air with lethal precision, finding its mark despite Ahura's desperate efforts to evade.

"What just happened?" Ahura exclaimed in confusion, his voice tinged with disbelief as he attempted to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

With a calculated calmness, King sheathed his sword, the motion deceptively casual. Yet, in an instant, Ahura's massive frame split in two, his body collapsing to the ground in a lifeless heap.

As the dust settled, King surveyed the aftermath of his swift and decisive strike, his expression unreadable as he contemplated the path that lay ahead in the land of Wano.

Contemplating his next course of action, King's thoughts danced with the possibilities that lay before him. "Hmm... Should I kill Orochi too? Killer and Denjiro are working under him," he mused aloud, weighing the pros and cons of such a decisive move.

But then, a moment of clarity washed over him, tempering his impulse with wisdom. "No, I shouldn't kill them all so fast," he reasoned, his voice carrying a note of restraint. "Even if I eliminate them swiftly, the thrill of the challenge would be diminished. I already possess power on par with a Four Emperor, even without mastering the highest tier of Conqueror's Haki. I can compete with them now."

With a calculating gleam in his eyes, King pondered his next move. "Hmm... Kiku, that transfeminine," he murmured to himself, his mind already forming a plan to deal with this potential obstacle before returning to Onigashima.

Activating his Observation Haki once more, King extended his senses to encompass the entirety of Wano. With unparalleled clarity, he perceived each and every individual within the country, their presence laid bare before him like pieces on a chessboard.

As his consciousness traversed the landscape of Wano, his focus honed in on a small hut nestled within a snowy region. Inside, Kiku slept peacefully, unaware of the impending threat looming on the horizon.

With a determined resolve, King descended towards the hut, his steps purposeful and calculated. As he approached, the soft glow of moonlight illuminated Kiku's serene expression, casting shadows across the tranquil scene.

With lightning speed and precision, King swiftly knocked out Kiku, ensuring that she posed no immediate threat. With a thoughtful hum, he acknowledged the wisdom in dealing with one challenge at a time, recognizing the importance of patience and strategy in his endeavors.

"Hmm... I should do one lottery at a time," he mused, his voice tinged with determination.

Turning his attention to the system, he issued his command with a clear sense of purpose. "System, draw the lottery," he commanded, anticipation coursing through his veins as he awaited the outcome of fate's whims.

[Ding....]

[ Ancestral Hanma Bloodline Potion]

As King consumed the Ancestral Hanma Bloodline Potion, an intense wave of agony surged through his body, causing him to convulse in unbearable pain. With a primal roar that echoed through the night, he writhed in torment as his physique underwent a dramatic transformation.

Muscles bulged and sinews strained as his form expanded, his frame becoming a testament to raw power and strength. His once-tight armor burst asunder, unable to contain the sheer might coursing through his veins. In moments, he stood naked and unashamed, his newly enhanced physique a sight to behold.

But it was not only his physical form that underwent a metamorphosis. A primal urge, ancient and instinctual, surged within him, driving him to embrace his newfound potency. Heat radiated from his body as his gaze fell upon the unconscious Kiku, her form vulnerable in the moonlight.

With a feral intensity burning in his eyes, King felt a surge of desire course through him, primal and unyielding. His gentilai grew thick and long, a manifestation of his newfound strength and virility.

As Kiku stirred awake, her senses inundated by the primal roar that echoed through the night, she found herself confronted by King's towering form. With a mixture of confusion and alarm, she attempted to speak, her words stifled by the suddenness of his actions.

Before she could utter a single word, King's powerful embrace enveloped her, stripping away her clothes and leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Panic surged within her, her instincts screaming for escape, but before she could react, his lips descended upon hers in a forceful kiss.

Caught off guard by the intensity of his embrace, Kiku's protests faltered, her breath stolen by the unexpected intimacy of their encounter. In that fleeting moment, as their lips met in a clash of desire and uncertainty, time seemed to stand still, their fates intertwined in a dance of passion and turmoil.

The primal surge of desire coursing through King's veins manifested physically, as his manhood grew fully erect with an intensity that mirrored the raw power surging through his body. Veins pulsed beneath the surface of his skin, throbbing and bulging with the force of his arousal.

With a growl of primal desire, King's instincts took hold, driving him to claim Kiku with a hunger that bordered on primal obsession. As he pressed himself against her, the heat of their bodies mingled, igniting a firestorm of lust that consumed them both.

With each thrust, King's powerful form moved with a primal rhythm, his hardened length plunging deep into Kiku's core. The air was thick with the heady scent of arousal as their bodies writhed together in a primal dance of passion and desire.

Kiku's moans filled the air, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the night, driving King to push further, to delve deeper into the depths of her ecstasy. Her nails dug into his skin, leaving crescent-shaped marks in their wake as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming tide of sensation.

The intensity of their coupling seemed to defy reason, transcending the physical realm to touch something deeper, something primal and ancient that lay dormant within them both. With each thrust, they became lost in a whirlwind of sensation, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they chased the elusive climax that beckoned them ever closer.

As their bodies remained intertwined in the throes of passion, King shifted position, positioning himself atop Kiku in an intimate embrace. Their lips met in a fervent kiss, tongues entwining in a dance of ecstasy that sent shivers down their spines.

With each movement, Kiku's arousal grew, her hardened length rubbing against King's chiseled abs, the friction igniting a firestorm of sensation that pulsed through her body. A low, guttural moan escaped her lips as her pleasure intensified, her body trembling with anticipation.

In a moment of sublime release, thick white liquid erupted from Kiku's manhood, coating King's abs in a glistening sheen of ecstasy. With a primal hunger in his eyes, King wasted no time in savoring the taste of her essence, his tongue tracing a path of sinful delight across her trembling form.

Kiku's moans filled the air, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the night as King's ministrations drove her to the brink of ecstasy. Every touch, every caress sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their union.

And then, in a final act of surrender, King's manhood began to throb with a primal urgency, his body trembling with the need for release. With a primal roar that echoed through the night, he released his seed deep within Kiku's body, their souls entwined in a moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.

Exhausted from the intensity of their passion, King collapsed onto the ground, his body spent and sated. Kiku, equally drained from their encounter, slumped atop him, her large manhood rubbing against his own in a final, lingering caress.

Despite their weariness, a sense of contentment washed over them, enveloping them in a warm embrace as they lay entwined in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Kiku's tongue traced lazy patterns across King's chest, her touch gentle and tender as they drifted into a blissful slumber.

In the quiet stillness of the night, their breathing slowed, the rhythmic rise and fall of their chests lulling them into a peaceful rest. Wrapped in each other's arms, they found solace in the intimate closeness they shared, their bodies intertwined in a silent embrace that spoke volumes of the bond between them.

As they slept, the moon cast its gentle glow upon their entwined forms, bathing them in its soft light as they surrendered to the tranquility of the moment. In that fleeting instant, all was right with the world, their hearts beating as one in the quiet solitude of the night.

[Ancestral Hanma Bloodline]

Hidden Effect:

Upon consuming the potion, the imbiber becomes imbued with a latent desire, an unconscious longing for connection and intimacy. This desire is intricately tied to the first person they engage with romantically or physically after ingesting the potion. Whether through fate or chance, the individual who shares this intimate moment with the potion's host will find themselves inexplicably entwined in the imbiber's heart and mind.