One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

As soon as Luffy finished speaking, a deafening loudspeaker echoed through the Colosseum.

The announcer Gaz's passionate and enthusiastic voice pierced through the thick stone walls, reverberating throughout the entire underground waiting area.

He loudly announced to the audience that the arena platform, which had been severely damaged by the fierce battles in Zones A and B, had now been fully repaired.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted loudly.

The all-out elimination free-for-all in Zone C is about to begin, urging all players in Zone C to hurry up and enter through the passage.

Upon hearing the announcement over the loudspeaker, Luffy stopped what he was doing.

He reached out and patted the few specks of dust off his clothes, stood up from the cold stone floor, and put his bull-head mask back on properly.

"Looks like it's my turn to go on stage."

Luffy looked at the pink-haired female swordsman still sitting on the ground and didn't offer any long-winded sympathy for Rebecca's tragic story.

On this cruel sea, tears solve nothing.

He simply raised his hand slightly and pressed down the brim of the straw hat hidden under the mask.

Then he turned to Rebecca and flashed her a bright, radiant smile once again:

"By the way, that bento box was really delicious!"

Thank you!

After saying that, Luffy turned around and strode out of the quiet storage room.

He strode confidently through the blinding sunlight streaming in from the entrance to the passageway, and into the bustling, noisy crowd outside, without flinching.

Rebecca remained alone, staring blankly at the broad figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

Even though he was just a complete stranger, he inexplicably made me feel incredibly at ease.

In this cold arena filled with scheming, betrayal, and endless slaughter.

In her heart, which had been as stagnant and hopeless as a pool of still water, a tiny flame of "hope" unexpectedly began to flicker uncontrollably.

Rebecca slowly stood up from the ground, looking in the direction where Luffy disappeared into the light, and a gentle smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

"Straw hat... Luffy, huh...?"

……

In stark contrast to the deafening clamor of the bullring, a desolate plaza lay on the outskirts of Dressrosa.

This was due to the huge commotion caused by Admiral Fujitora summoning a meteorite in Greenbit earlier, as well as the inexplicable riots that broke out in various parts of the island.

The residents of this neighborhood were already on edge, with every household keeping their doors and windows tightly shut.

The wide street was deserted, with only the occasional gust of wind stirring up a few fallen leaves.

Charlotte Katakuri.

This powerful and influential general, one of the Four Emperors who shook the New World, was walking alone down this empty street with steady and powerful steps.

His tall and imposing figure exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

The crisp sound of leather boots stepping on the stone pavement became the only sound here.

When they reached a crossroads with a wide view, Katakuri's keen Observation Haki seemed to suddenly detect an unusual and eerie fluctuation.

He stopped walking without warning.

Katakuri slowly raised his head, casting his cold gaze upon the rooftop of a tall clock tower directly in front of him.

There, Victor was sitting casually on the edge of the clock tower roof.

One of his legs was dangling in mid-air, idly swaying slightly.

Viktor rested his chin on his hand, looking down at Katakuri with great interest.

The two stood facing each other across a vast distance of tens of meters at this desolate crossroads.

Katakuri's lips, hidden beneath his heavy scarf, moved slightly, and his deep, hoarse voice, piercing through the distance, reached Viktor's ears with crystal clarity:

"Straw Hat Pirates' Vice-Captain, Crimson Victor."

"Your arrogant actions in these waters have thoroughly angered Mother."

"I have come here today to erase your future."

"Your journey ends here."

Before he finished speaking, a red glint flashed in Katakuri's eyes like a ghost.

He showed no signs of underestimating his opponent and immediately activated his unparalleled "foresight" ability, attempting to anticipate Viktor's next move and counterattack route in order to deliver a fatal blow in the ensuing exchange.

However, when he truly saw that fleeting "future".

A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on that usually calm and composed face, and his brows furrowed tightly.

In his premonition, he saw himself launching the attack.

But strangely, no matter how fierce and cunning his probing attacks were, they were ineffective.

Those powerful and domineering moves always inexplicably stopped in mid-air in front of Viktor.

It was as if... I had bumped into an invisible wall.

This bizarre "future," which defies all common sense in physics, caused even the battle-hardened Katakuri to hesitate for the first time.

He did not immediately choose to launch a preemptive attack.

His muscles tensed instantly to their limit, like a beast poised to pounce, staring intently at the unsuspecting man on the roof.

Viktor, on the rooftop, keenly noticed Katakuri's brief pause below.

The smile on his lips gradually widened:

"What's wrong?"

"A dignified general of the Four Emperors, he's been staring at me so fiercely, but hasn't made a move for a long time."

Let me guess...

Viktor's voice drifted down, tinged with a hint of amusement.

"Those eyes of yours, which you've always been so proud of, those eyes that could glimpse the trajectory of fate—did they see something you can't possibly understand?"

Victor pulled his dangling leg back and slowly stood up from the edge of the clock tower.

He looked down at Katakuri, whose face was growing increasingly gloomy, with a smile:

"When the future you foresee is completely beyond your limited cognitive scope."

"Won't those eyes that can see the future become shackles that bind your hands and feet, preventing you from taking action?"

Katakuri, whose true feelings had been directly exposed, instantly turned cold and piercing, his killing intent overflowing as if it were a tangible thing.

As the most perfect and invincible symbol of the Big Mom Pirates.

He would never allow himself to be intimidated by such an illusory, yet-to-be-realized future!

He decided to use the cold, cruel power of reality to personally shatter this bizarre and pretentious facade.

Katakuri suddenly raised his thick arm, the muscles on it bulging.

He quickly curled his fingers, picking up the seemingly ordinary "candies" from his fingertips, and then instantly wrapped them with a high concentration of dark Armament Haki.

The next second, these powerful candies poured out like bullets from a raging Gatling gun, raining down on Victor on the roof.

"Bang bang bang bang—!"

The dense barrage of powerful candy beans instantly tore through the air, tracing black death trails in mid-air before hurtling towards Viktor's brow and other vital points.

However, under Katakuri's shocked gaze...

Those powerful candies, capable of easily piercing thick steel armor, actually came true, just as he had seen in his premonition…

It stopped abruptly in mid-air, less than half a meter from Viktor's face.

There was no explosion without any collision, no cracking sound from forces canceling each other out; it just floated there quietly.

That small area seemed to have been frozen by some higher-dimensional force.

Viktor stood there, letting the breeze ruffle his hair.

He slightly curled the corners of his lips, his eerie red and purple eyes silently watching Katakuri below, whose face was filled with horror:

"Is this the only way to greet someone?"

"Katakuri."