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... d, his body crackling with electricity. She couldn't help but want a Devil Fruit that was both powerful and stylish!

"Captain Brook, I don't care! My Devil Fruit has to be both strong and cool in the future!"

She clung to Brook's arm, whining and pouting in a way that was completely unlike her usual self.

"Alright, alright! How about a Mythical Zoan—Vampire Form? You'd be able to fly and even achieve immortality. Or the Mythical Zoan—Nine-Tailed Fox Form, which lets you t ...

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