Devil Fruit Ideas

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

As a poor orphan, Lucas had endured nothing but scorn, humiliation, and contempt his entire life. For years, he believed that was all life was about—until he met Ariadne Brook. She became the light in his dark world, the kindness to the world's wickedness, his warmth in a cold world, and the love to the world's hatred. She was everything the world couldn't be. But the same couldn’t be said for her family. They were just like the rest of the world. Living with the Brooks, he was treated as nothing more than a servant—unpaid, ridiculed, and humiliated. Still, for Ariadne, he endured it all. Yet, every man has his breaking point. One day, Lucas reached his. And he left. For six years, he disappeared without a trace. It was almost as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. Ariadne waited until she couldn’t wait any longer. She was about to marry another. But then, Lucas returned. And this time, he was different. He was no longer the timid young boy she knew. Confidence radiated from him, as if he now sat at the top of the world. Lucas has sworn never to let Ariadne cry or suffer again. For she was his woman, the very reason he was still alive. The only reason he pushed through all he faced during those six years he vanished. She was there for him when the whole world was against him, and now he would be there for her! He would cherish and protect her. Even if it meant going against the whole world, for her, he’d gladly do it. If the world couldn't have angels, then for her, he would become the devil!