Onepiece: I'm Gojo Satoru

"Another one stronger than me..." Ember muttered under his breath as he stumbled backward, his arms trembling after the collision with Satoru.

Satoru, on the other hand, shook his hand to shake off the numbness, his expression calm but tinged with mild frustration. "This body hasn't grown enough yet. Two or three more years, and I might finally match your level."

Ember's injuries from Satoru's earlier barrage of punches were evident. Though his Zoan Devil Fruit powers worked to heal him, the internal damage was significant. Still, he stood his ground, his steely resolve unshaken.

On the sidelines, the Hundred Beast Pirates were stunned. Ember, their commander, known as the "Flame Plague," was struggling against a so-called "parallel admiral." Whispers began to circulate:

"Is this guy really a parallel general?"

"No vice admiral could fight Ember like this."

Ember didn't attack immediately this time. He'd realized a crucial truth: no matter how fierce his assault, Satoru's "infinity" ability rendered all his efforts futile.

"You're waiting for me to make the first move," Satoru noted with a slight smirk. "Fine, I'll give you what you want."

In an instant, Satoru vanished from Ember's sight. Alarmed, Ember heightened his Observation Haki, trying to pinpoint Satoru's location.

"Behind me!" Ember spun, swinging his sword with all his might, flames roaring along its edge. A fiery slash shot toward Satoru, exploding on impact.

But when the flames cleared, Satoru stood unscathed, brushing off his coat. "Close, but not close enough."

Ember's face darkened. His strongest attacks had no effect, and he felt the gap in their abilities growing larger.

"Maybe you don't know," Satoru said, his voice calm but teasing. "I'm not really a martial artist. My specialty is… something else entirely. *Cursed Technique Reversal: He.*"

As the words left Satoru's mouth, Ember's arm twisted unnaturally. Pain shot through his body as his right hand released his weapon involuntarily, the blade plunging into the sea.

"What's happening?!" Ember shouted in confusion, trying to use his Armament Haki to resist the strange force.

"I never said I can only do this to one spot," Satoru said casually, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Suddenly, Ember felt his neck and limbs twisting, his body contorted unnaturally. His wings flailed as he struggled, but it was futile.

"Bastard! What kind of ability is this?!" Ember bellowed, his voice filled with fury and desperation.

On the sidelines, the Hundred Beast Pirates watching the fight grew restless. Ember's unnatural posture caught their attention, and murmurs of confusion spread.

Satoru turned his gaze toward them. "Oh, right. You're still here. Guess I should clean up this trash too."

Panic erupted among the pirates. They'd seen what Satoru did to Ember and knew they stood no chance.

Satoru raised his hand. "Cursed Technique Reversal: Red. *Imaginary Style.*"

A chaotic sphere of energy, shimmering with streaks of lightning, materialized before him. Its power was palpable, warping the air around it.

With a flick of his finger, the sphere shot toward the pirates.

"Run! Everyone, get out of here!" one captain shouted in desperation.

But the energy sphere seemed to have its own gravitational pull, dragging the pirates and their ships toward it. Their attacks vanished on impact, absorbed or deflected by the sphere's overwhelming energy.

"It's over..." one pirate muttered as despair washed over them.

The sphere struck, unleashing a blinding explosion. When the light faded, the sea was eerily silent. No ships or bodies remained, only a massive crater at the center of the sea. Water poured into the void, creating a violent whirlpool.

Back at the G8 base, the navy soldiers watched in stunned silence. The sheer destruction Satoru unleashed left them speechless.

"This strength..." muttered Claire, a veteran among the soldiers. "Even the other admirals... they couldn't do this."

The others nodded in agreement, their respect for their commander reaching new heights.

Satoru stood amidst the chaos, calm as ever. His gaze turned toward the horizon, his thoughts already moving to the next challenge.