In the Northern Sea of the New World Front stood a bustling island.
Its name had been changed to the blunt and simple "Monster Paradise."
It was the Headquarters of the Monster Legion led by Typhon, the King of Monsters.
A tall, magnificent castle stood there.
Its broad passageway had no doors.
A massive figure sat upon the solitary Throne.
Now eighteen, Typhon gazed out the window at the bustle across the island.
Strange-looking humanoids and even vicious, savage animals filled the island.
Some had multiple eyes, multiple arms, or multiple tails. Others had mouths in their chests.
Some had scales on their bodies; others had horns on their heads.
Wild beasts and humans alike had developed all manner of peculiar features.
This was the Monster Legion Typhon had built with his own hands.
Typhon had eaten the Mutation Fruit when he was very young.
Charlotte Linlin had not obtained this Devil Fruit.
Instead, it had appeared before Typhon by chance.
Devil Fruits had wills of their own and chose their masters. Without question, Typhon was the one it had chosen.
Typhon's body underwent rapid mutations and evolution. His already terrifying potential made him more and more monstrous.
His mastery of the Mutation Fruit had also reached a terrifying level.
Three years ago, Typhon's mastery had perhaps come close to Awakening, allowing him to exert some influence over his surroundings.
An accident brought this to his attention, and he correctly identified it as an effect of his Devil Fruit power.
He experimented with his blood and discovered that it could drive other creatures to mutate and evolve.
From then on, Typhon used diluted blood to turn members of his existing Pirate forces into mutated, evolving monsters.
Why dilute it?
He did not have that much blood, for one thing. Besides,