One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Above ground.

Acacia is a town full of passion and bustle.

However, within this meticulously crafted, opulent labyrinth...

Zoro unsurprisingly once again demonstrated his terrible sense of direction.

After completely separating from the main group, Zoro somehow ended up in a completely unfamiliar neighborhood.

He crossed his arms, his brow furrowed, and wandered aimlessly through the maze of alleyways.

Meanwhile, on the high rooftops on both sides of the street.

Vika, a scout who was gathering intelligence for the Tontatta rebels, secretly spotted the lost, green-haired swordsman below.

To be precise, what Vika was after wasn't Zoro himself, but the famous sword with a white hilt and scabbard at his waist—"Wado Ichimonji".

As a warrior of the Lilliputians, she possessed keen eyesight and recognized at a glance that it was a peerless sword capable of cutting through iron like mud.

In order to prepare excellent weapons for the upcoming decisive battle.

Vika crouched down on the roof, preparing to stealthily make off with the weapon.

At this moment, Zoro was standing in front of a crossroads, looking at the identical buildings in all four directions. He scratched his short green hair in frustration and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression:

"It's unbelievable, all the streets in this country look exactly the same."

"Where did Luffy and his crew go...?"

It's now!

Vika seized the moment when Zoro was distracted, her petite body transforming into an elusive afterimage as she leaped down from the rooftop, heading straight for the hilt of Zoro's sword.

However, just as Vika's fingers were about to touch the scabbard...

Zoro's beastly instincts keenly detected the subtle changes in the air.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and his large hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the hilt of the Wado Ichimonji sword tightly.

"Who goes there?" Zoro barked, his sharp gaze sweeping to his side.

"Hmm...that is..."

Zoro paused for a moment after recognizing the attacker in front of him.

He had initially thought it would be some kind of vicious assassin.

But to their surprise, what appeared in their field of vision was a strange creature, no bigger than a palm, with a furry tail.

Vika realized that things were not going well and that she had kicked a hornet's nest.

She exclaimed in surprise, reacted with lightning speed by making a U-turn in mid-air, and took off running as soon as she landed, so fast that only a blurry afterimage could be seen.

"Hey! You, don't run away!"

Zoro realized what was happening and immediately took off in hot pursuit.

The two engaged in a fierce chase through this exotic town, leaping and bounding about.

From narrow, winding streets and alleys to red-tiled roofs of varying heights, and then to residents' balconies filled with flowers.

Zoro raced after the agile little guy, knocking over many fruit stands and clothes racks along the way, creating quite a commotion.

This chaotic chase happened to attract the attention of Franky, who was in the nearby neighborhood, and Cyrus, the one-legged wind-up toy soldier who was leading the way.

"What's wrong with that green algae-headed guy now?"

Franky pushed up his sunglasses and watched his companions running wildly across the rooftops.

As the nimble "little mouse" scurried into a crack in a thick stone wall, Zoro clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Too lazy to take a detour, he gripped the hilt of his knife with his other hand, a cold glint in his eyes, ready to draw his sword and smash the stone wall to clear a path.

"SUPER—wait a minute, Zoro!"

With a familiar roar, Franky burst out from the side alley.

He stretched out his large, steel arm and stopped Zoro, who was about to draw his sword and cause destruction.

Zoro stopped what he was doing, staring at his companion who had suddenly appeared before him, his face full of surprise:

"Frankie? What are you doing here?"

Just as the two were talking, Cyrus jumped up from behind.

In his hand, he was holding Vika, the scout who had just tried to steal the knife.

Cyrus set Vika down, then stood solemnly on one knee and bowed deeply to Zoro in sincere apology.

"I'm very sorry, sir swordsman."

"This is Vika, a warrior of our Tontata tribe."

"She committed the reckless act of theft to procure weapons for the rebels; please forgive her offense."

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Zoro put away his sword with some skepticism.

Franky then solemnly explained to Zoro the bloody darkness and cruel truth hidden beneath the country's seemingly prosperous and peaceful surface.

After hearing the whole story, Cyrus formally extended an invitation to this powerful swordsman:

"We are preparing to travel to the land of the Tontatta to discuss the final plan to overthrow the Shichibukai Doflamingo."

"If you wish, please come with us."

Zoro glanced at Franky, who was standing to the side nodding, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Since it was his companion's decision, he naturally wouldn't refuse such a challenging request and readily agreed.

Guided by Vika, the four of them followed a very hidden underground passage and began their journey into the territory of the Lilliputians deep underground.

In the dimly lit passage, only the flickering light of torches could be seen.

Along the way, Zoro's gaze kept falling on Cyrus, who was walking ahead.

He was very curious about this wind-up toy body that had only one leg and made a "click-clack" mechanical friction sound when it walked.

"Hey, Toy Uncle."

Zoro couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong with your body? And what about all those toys on the streets of this country...?"

Upon hearing this question, a shadow of sorrow seemed to fall over Cyrus's painted mechanical face.

With heavy steps and a hoarse voice, he explained to them the most terrifying special officer in the Don Quixote family.

Sugar is a user of the "Hobby-Hobby Fruit".

"That's a cursed ability."

Cyrus's tone was filled with endless pain and despair.

"Anyone who is touched by her hands will instantly turn into this lifeless toy."

"And they were forcibly bound by an absolute contract that they could not disobey any orders, and could only become laborers for the Don Quixote family for generations."

"Not only that..." Cyrus clenched his wooden fist.

"The cruelest thing is that once you become a toy, all traces of your existence, your name, and your past will be completely erased from this world."

Even your closest family members, your wife and children, will forget you exist in an instant.

After hearing these somber words, Zoro paused slightly.

A sharp, cold glint flashed in that previously casual single eye.

What he hated most in his life was this kind of despicable behavior of secretly and wantonly toying with other people's lives.

"Turning people into toys, and then taking away all their memories...?"

Zoro gave a cold snort, feeling intense displeasure towards the guy named Doflamingo.

As they chatted, they finally emerged from the long, dark underground passage and arrived at the kingdom of the little people—"Dontata Kingdom".

As soon as they stepped out of the passage, Zoro and Franky couldn't help but widen their eyes at the vast, vibrant world hidden deep underground.

This place is home to giant luminous plants and colorful exotic flowers and herbs.

And countless exquisite and tiny miniature buildings, it's like a dreamlike underground fairy world.

The two looked around at the strange scenery with great curiosity.

Vika ran forward first and told the dwarf soldiers guarding the entrance who identified the group.

Upon hearing that they were comrades who shared the same ideals as the rebels, the guards' initially wary gazes instantly turned into enthusiasm, and they immediately and happily led the way for everyone.

As they led the way, the dwarf guards were filled with excitement.

They danced and gesticulated excitedly as if it were a festival, telling Vika about the great joy that had just happened in the kingdom:

"Vika! You're finally back!"

"We're finally saved! You'd never guess who's here!"

"That's right! That's right! He's the legendary hero!"

"The Lord 'Usolando,' who can make the earth tremble, has personally descended upon our kingdom!"

"Our hero said he'd lead us to defeat the bad guys!"

Zoro and Franky, who were walking behind and had been admiring the scenery, suddenly looked at each other after hearing these excited words.

In that brief exchange of glances, the same familiar figure with a long nose simultaneously appeared in both of their minds.

Zoro's eye twitched twice, and Franky silently pushed up his sunglasses. The corners of their mouths twitched violently at the same time.

"Usolando?"

This name, brimming with glaring flaws, instantly gave them a strong sense of unease.

Led by the guards with great enthusiasm, the group passed through a dense and vast underground plant tunnel and finally arrived at a spacious underground forest plaza.

However, when Zoro and Franky saw what was ahead, they suddenly stopped in their tracks.

In the very center of the square, atop the tall altar, surrounded by countless vibrant flowers, stood atop the altar.

Usopp was wearing a magnificent and stylish red cloak, sitting cross-legged on a throne woven from giant flowers.

He rested his chin on his hand, a deep and mysterious smile on his face, contentedly enjoying the fervent worship and cheers of the countless little people below.

On either side of his throne, Chopper and Brook stood like two majestic gatekeepers.

One wore a helmet, the other stood tall with his chest bones out, acting as the royal guards of this "hero".

Seeing this absurd scene, Zoro took a deep breath.

"What are these idiots doing in a place like this?!"