One Piece Throne Novels & Stories

"She’s the reason you’re even awake! Now back off before I find out if that sapphire skin is thick enough to stop a pulse-charge!" "She did not save me. She merely cleared the path for my return," Subject Zero said, her voice dropping to a low, predatory purr. She raised her hand, and for a second, the sapphire-jade pillar in the center of the room flared with a blinding, violet-white intensity. The air hummed with a frequency that made Nomo’s teeth ache. "The throne is empty, isn't it? The power is scattered, waiting for a hand strong enough to gather it back into a single, crushing fist." "There is no throne anymore! We made sure of that!" Zilo yelled, shielding his eyes from the glare. "T

In one hand, she held a talon—blackened and cracked, the last remnant of the Kilimane warlord she had slain. She smiled. “Pitiful,” she whispered, echoing the word her kind loved so much. “He thought his roar could rival mine.” The talon crumbled to ash between her fingers, vanishing into a curl of flame before it ever kissed the floor. She raised her hand, unhurried, and rested it on the arm of her throne. The legendary Throne of Flames. Gold hissed beneath her touch yet never burned her.

“This place is full of people you can’t trust. You can only trust me, at least for now. Not Damien. If he knows you’re not yet a wolf, he is going to fight to claim the throne and probably claim you are an Omega, and we don’t know that yet. If he decides to try and claim the throne, everything is against you. You don’t have any fight abilities, you’re not yet a full wolf—you’re going to lose. And you lose the throne along with it.” I nodded, understanding what he meant. But I thought to myself. Do I even want this throne? It seems like a deadly thing to fight for. Was I ready to fight for something so deep and important to these people? I just wanted to shut him out. I would think about it.

I frowned. "What?" "The throne..." He shook his head desperately. "It exists." "We touched it." "It's real." "But..." He looked toward the eastern horizon. "The figure was gone." My stomach tightened. "But we all saw them." "Yes." "We did." His voice dropped. "The throne was empty." The connection pulsed once. Quietly. Then a memory surfaced. Not a vision. A sentence. Ancient. Broken. Almost forgotten. The throne is never occupied. A chill spread through me.

They chorused, but I didn’t flinch or spare a glance at them. “I am the rightful owner of this throne.” My voice came, powerful, intimidating and fierce. They exchanged glances at each other. Kayla laughed. “You? The rightful owner? That throne has always been reserved for the most powerful of them all and tonight, it’s the Moon Heiress’s special throne.”

The throne had already started draining my strength. Omniscient sight was a throne-based power that came to the Alpha, who sat on the throne. The closer I was to the throne, the clearer my sight worked and faltered as I went farther away from it. Neither Ezra nor Raven ever desired to get close to the throne and even if they did, I wouldn’t have allowed them.

The theta of the pack, the one that always spoke in gatherings like that, smiled when he saw me, “Ladies and gentlemen, the rightful heir to the throne of the Seven Isles. The future king and son of the greatest king and warrior to exist. The protector of the lycan and werewolf realm. Allow me to introduce to you Alpha Malakai Ravenscroft.” My subjects cheered on as I approached my throne, and it felt like everything I had ever dreamt of. The seat that I always looked up to sitting on was finally mine. I sat down on it and I felt the power travel up my bones. Two royal servants approached me with the sacred Crown and the Oath Staff. The theta was about to speak again when a loud bang erupted

____ The magic city of Mala Inside the throne room, there are 7 thrones with an empty throne in the middle, while the other 6 are occupied by 5 people (Noe- Elf Queen, Nay- Druid Queen, Nia- Fairy Queen, Noa- Ice Queen and Violet- Shadow Dragon) and one little child (Erin- the Vampire Queen). They all wear white clothes that are closed complete with masks.

I placed my hands over his and looked ahead of me. My breath left my lungs. My right hand flew up to my lips as I let out a gasp. "What is this?" I already knew what it was but I needed to ask just to be sure. \]/Barlion pressed his lips to the side of my neck before he whispered in to my right ear. "That's you're throne, My Queen." Goosebumps erupted on my skin as he whispered the words to me. There standing in front of me is a tall white throne, one equal to the size of the throne in the court halls but different with the design.