One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

In the quiet of the night in Baltigue, the howling sandstorm outside the window was completely blocked by the thick stone walls.

Feeling the trembling body of the beauty in his arms, Victor's deep eyes were filled with tenderness.

He stretched out his strong arms and embraced the woman who carried too much heavy history and suffering tightly.

Victor lowered his head and gently kissed away the warm tears from the corner of Robin's eyes, then followed them down her cheek and finally gently kissed her soft red lips.

With a soft "click," the heavy wooden door was locked tightly from the inside.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and the dim moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the intertwined figures on the bed.

Red waves roll, spring colors are enchanting.

Having survived the near-death experience at Marineford, and after a long separation and a miraculous reunion, neither of them held anything back anymore.

They abandoned all reason and, in this private space that belonged to each other, used the most primal human methods to confirm each other's real presence, warmth, and heartbeat.

Viktor's terrifying physical abilities, having just perfectly integrated with Hashirama's cells, were on full display during their intimate moments that night.

The noise subsided in the middle of the night.

Exhausted, Robin's cheeks were flushed, and her smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

She lay quietly on Victor's broad, sturdy chest, like a gentle and reassuring kitten.

Finally, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, she fell into a deep sleep.

Victor leaned against the headboard, his long, slender fingers gently stroking Robin's waterfall-like black hair.

He looked out the half-open window at the twinkling stars in the Baltigue night sky.

In this turbulent and chaotic world.

Viktor, unusually relaxed, quietly enjoyed this rare moment of peace.

……

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the stone house.

Robin, awakened from his slumber, was no longer the unconcealable haggardness and exhaustion he had shown the day before.

She was radiant, with a breathtakingly mature charm in her eyes.

After washing up, the two officially began their daily routine at the Revolutionary Army's headquarters in Baltigue.

During the day, Robin's extensive knowledge and extraordinary wisdom were put to full use.

She sat at a large desk piled high with documents, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, methodically helping the revolutionary army quickly decipher ancient documents secretly gathered from intelligence networks around the world.

Those obscure and difficult-to-understand historical texts and the world government's highly encrypted secrets seemed to hold no secrets for her.

In just a few days, she became an indispensable "super brain" in the Revolutionary Army's high-level meetings, greatly advancing the Revolutionary Army's intelligence work.

Even in her spare time amidst the heavy workload of intelligence deciphering, Robin did not slack off in the slightest.

She began a relentless training regimen aimed at mastering the advanced realm of "Devil Fruit Awakening."

On the training field, Viktor served as her personal mentor without reservation.

Under his strict guidance, Robin constantly tried to push the limits of the Flower Flower Fruit.

He began to explore ways to deeply integrate his Devil Fruit abilities with his newly learned Armament Haki, attempting to develop a "Hand of Armament Haki" covered in black armor, which would be even more destructive.

During this intense special training, the revolutionary army cadres...

Kela, who often sparred with her, was incredibly surprised to discover a fact:

Robin's physical strength and stamina, which were originally relatively weak as a scholar, have increased by a terrifying leap in just one month.

"Robin, your stamina is amazing! You're practically a monster!"

Kerla wiped her sweat, her face full of disbelief.

Hearing this genuine praise, a charming blush rose on Robin's beautiful face.

Only Robin himself, when the night's intimacy ended and he was so sore that he didn't even want to move a finger, would understand with a mixture of shame and anger:

Just how terrifyingly profound is Luffy's comment about Victor being a "physical monster"?

The two of them would engage in those nightly, sweaty "physical workouts" in bed...

It has also become their most tacit and efficient "daily physical training".

……

Meanwhile, on the island of White Earth, amidst the raging yellow sands.

Viktor also met his most important "mentor" on the island—Monkey D. Dragon, the supreme leader of the Revolutionary Army.

This man, dubbed "the world's most vicious criminal" by the World Government, always wears a dark green cloak and appears and disappears mysteriously.

Dorrag has a keen and experienced eye for talent.

After several sparring sessions with Viktor, he pinpointed Viktor's current bottleneck.

"Red Lotus, you possess a terrifying power within you that even terrifies me."

Dorrag stood in the wind and sand, his gaze as deep as the sea.

"However, in terms of the domineering yet meticulous application, and the top-level Observation Haki that allows one to perceive the breath of all things."

"You are still quite far from being the true top powerhouse in this new world."

"No matter how strong you are, it's meaningless if you can't hit your target or if the enemy can easily see through your moves."

Under the personal guidance of this powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the sea, Victor officially began his grueling training.

Every day, Viktor blindfolds himself and seals off his sight in extremely harsh conditions.

Trying to dodge Dragon's high-intensity attacks, which are like a storm, by relying solely on perception.

It has the inexhaustible vitality of the Asura Sage Body and the abnormal chakra recovery power of the Nine-Tails within it as a solid foundation.

Viktor completely disregarded the limits of human physical fatigue during training.

As long as he isn't killed on the spot, he can recover completely in a very short time and rejoin the battle.

Under this unreasonable, self-destructive, and high-pressure exploitation.

Viktor's already profound Armament Haki began to undergo a qualitative change, becoming increasingly refined and restrained, like an indestructible, invisible black steel.

His Observation Haki has made leaps and bounds, with the range and accuracy of his perception increasing day by day.

To test the practical results of this grueling training.

This was also to sincerely repay Dorrag for his generous sharing of knowledge and the revolutionary army for taking them in.

Viktor began to take the initiative, frequently visiting the Revolutionary Army's intelligence office to take on the daunting tasks of eliminating hostile forces and liberating the slave kingdom, which even senior officers found difficult to handle.

He often went out on missions with key members of the Revolutionary Army, such as Sabo, Kerla, and Haku the Fishman.

However, no matter how formidable the defenses of the World Government member states are.

They were still facing pirates and underground mafia bosses with bounties exceeding 100 million.

Viktor's attitude can always be summed up in two words—crushing.

There was no excessive entanglement, nor did it escalate into a bitter struggle.

Often, the moment the sword is drawn, black flames and lightning intertwine, and the mission is already over.

This completely unreasonable and dimensional-reducing attack left all the accompanying revolutionary soldiers dumbfounded.

One daunting task after another was easily resolved by Viktor with such overwhelming and domineering force.

His prestige and hidden position within the revolutionary army skyrocketed like a rocket.

In the hearts of many grassroots revolutionary soldiers, filled with fervor and awe.

This "Guren" from the Straw Hat Pirates has become an absolute ace of the Revolutionary Army, on par with Chief of Staff Sabo!

The lone smoke rising from the desert intertwines with the storm brewing in the new world.

The giant gears of time were turning rapidly in this monotonous yet incredibly fulfilling cycle of training and missions.

The scene slowly freezes deep underground in Baltimore, in a huge, enclosed training ground made of mixed steel.

"call--"

Viktor, his upper body bare with perfectly sculpted muscles, chest heaving slightly, slowly exhaled a hot breath.

The intense training left his body covered in glistening sweat, which slowly slid down his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Just as he adjusted his breathing and suddenly opened his eyes...

Deep within the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, which was originally as red as a ruby, the complex black patterns seemed to be undergoing some indescribable transformation.

Beneath the red light, mysterious, ancient, and supremely powerful ripples were slowly circulating, emanating a chilling sense of oppression that sent shivers down one's spine...

Time flies, time flies.

Time slipped away silently amidst endless sweat, swirling sand, and smoke...

In the blink of an eye, four months have passed since the end of the Marineford War.