"W-What the hell are you trying to offer me ?!" you, a deity with few worshippers, asked when offered a 100 capsuled hearts by the stoic man before you.

Law smirked, "A blessing, of course. What else is a lowly god good for?" The black haired man was cocky as he belittled you and your godhood. He was worse than that false god, Enel. Why did he even make an offer to you in the first place? This was strange even for a deity like yourself.

"Are you going to bless me and my crew, Yes or no?"