One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

The New World, the heart of the Totto Land Sea – Whole Cake Island.

This enormous castle, which was originally full of sweetness and fairytale charm, is now shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere that is so oppressive it is suffocating.

The air seemed to freeze, making even breathing incredibly difficult.

Charlotte Mont-Dor, the intelligence chief of the Big Mom Pirates, was kneeling before the large throne.

His usually calculating face was now deathly pale, and he trembled violently, his voice shaking as he reported the alarm to the figure on the throne:

"Mom...Mom..."

"That Vivre Card belongs to Katakuri, the leader of the Sweet Commanders..."

"It has completely self-destructed and burned to ashes."

Upon hearing this report, Charlotte Linlin, the "old lady" sitting on the throne, was momentarily stunned.

Then, her massive, mountain-like body suddenly leaned forward, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped Mondor below.

The woman's eyes were bloodshot and filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression as she angrily questioned:

"What does this mean, Montord!"

"Are you trying to tell me that the invincible Katakuri is dead?!"

"Um?!"

Faced with the woman's questioning, cold sweat poured down Mondor's forehead like a waterfall, dripping down his cheeks onto the red carpet.

He swallowed hard, and despite the overwhelming pressure that threatened to crush him, nodded stiffly.

"Yes...yes, Mom..."

"According to the latest intelligence, Katakuri... has probably died in Dressrosa."

"And the murderer who killed him should be that Straw Hat Luffy and his crew..."

A brief, deathly silence fell over the hall; you could hear a pin drop.

Immediately afterwards, the woman's eyes rolled back sharply, and a terrifying scream, powerful enough to lift the dome of a castle, escaped her throat:

"MAMAMAMAMA——!!!"

A powerful, high-level Conqueror's Haki, capable of shattering the souls of mortals, swept across the entire Whole Cake Island like a materialized black storm, centered on the throne.

Under the impact of this force filled with despair and rage, countless Homies inside and outside the castle, who had been given souls, withered and died instantly, falling to the ground.

Even Zeus, the thundercloud, and Prometheus, the sun, who possessed immense power, were now hiding in a corner, trembling and not daring to make a sound.

The enraged woman stretched out her thick hand and crushed the hard armrest of the throne to pieces.

She was like a demon from the deepest hell, her face contorted in a ferocious roar as she issued her supreme command:

"Straw Hat Boy! You damned bastards! How dare you kill my most perfect son!"

"I'm going to arrest you and take away all your lifespans!"

"Pass on my order! Immediately issue the highest-level arrest warrant in Whole Cake Island for the Straw Hat crew!"

"Then, send out our most powerful fleet and bring them back to me! Dead or alive!!!"

"Yes, Mother!" Montord scrambled to his feet and took the order.

Moments later, a large fleet bearing the iconic and terrifying flag of the Big Mom Pirates, like a black tide sweeping across the sea, carrying endless fury, sailed away from the Whole Cake Island waters.

The other end of the Grand Line.

The sea was dyed a brilliant golden-red by the afterglow of the setting sun, shimmering in the sunlight.

The Thousand Sunny successfully used the "Wind Blast" to escape the relentless pursuit of Admiral Kizaru and the Navy.

At this moment, we are sailing smoothly on the vast and boundless sea.

The deck was filled with a relaxed atmosphere of surviving a disaster.

Luffy lay on the soft grass without any regard for his image, patting his round belly with satisfaction, and leisurely digesting his food with his eyes closed.

Zoro sat cross-legged to one side, carefully wiping the three famous swords in his hands with a clean white cloth.

Usopp and Chopper huddled together, gesturing wildly and excitedly discussing their thrilling experience in Dressrosa.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the Sunny, in Nami's private room.

After successfully escaping danger, Nami and Robin, who are always very clean, immediately went to the bathroom to wash up.

Go wash away the dust and fatigue accumulated from the series of battles in Dressrosa.

The spacious bathroom was filled with steam, and warm water vapor permeated the air.

Through the semi-transparent frosted glass door, one could hear the occasional splashing of water, which evoked all sorts of fantasies, and the carefree laughter and playful banter of two stunningly beautiful women.

"Ouch, Robin, stop it! You've splashed water in my eyes!" Nami's clear, coquettish voice pierced through the mist.

"Hehe, who can resist touching Miss Navigator's skin when it's so nice?" Robin's charming chuckle followed.

"Compared to this, yours is even more outrageous..."

The laughter of the two women mingled together, making the atmosphere in the room incredibly relaxed.

Victor was sitting comfortably on the soft fabric sofa.

While listening to the bursts of laughter coming from the bathroom, they enjoyed the rare warmth and tranquility after the battle.

He turned slightly to the side and casually picked up a thick notebook from the coffee table.

The cover of this book is simple and antique, making it look like an ancient book containing ancient documents.

Victor thought these were historical materials that Robin used for research, and decided to take a look at them when he had nothing else to do.

But when he turned to the first page, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

This is not some dry historical document; it is actually Robin's private diary.

Viktor leaned back on the sofa, quietly turning the pages of the book.

The first half of the diary, as he had expected, recorded many obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient texts, as well as Robin's rigorous research over the years on historical texts scattered around the world.

The neat and aloof handwriting revealed the guardedness and loneliness of a scholar who had been on the run for many years.

But after she joined the Straw Hat Pirates, especially after experiencing so many life-and-death adventures together.

The style of the diary began to change gradually, and a warm undertone gradually appeared between the lines.

As Viktor turned the pages, he saw many familiar everyday scenes:

It records Luffy's hilarious and idiotic actions.

Zoro and Sanji bicker like children every day.

And Chopper's adorable appearance that always makes you want to pinch his cheeks...

What touched Viktor even more was the many delicate descriptions in the diary about the bond between the three of them.

Robin records the gentle protection Victor provided with a sensitive and delicate touch, imbued with the romanticism characteristic of a historian.

It also records Nami's true nature: although she is usually domineering and greedy, she is also incredibly soft and lovely at heart.

At the end of one of the pages, Victor saw a heartfelt remark that seemed to have been casually written by Robin:

"I once thought that there would never be a place for me on this vast sea."

"Until I met you... this warm cage, I willingly sank into it and never wanted to wake up again."

Looking at these deeply affectionate words, a tender smile involuntarily crept onto Viktor's usually stern face.

He could almost see through the ink marks the lingering affection in the eyes of that always dignified and elegant woman as she wrote those words under the lamp.

Victor was completely immersed in the warm world that Robin had carefully woven with words.

His attention was completely drawn to the wonderful memories in the book, and even his breathing became calm.

However, at this very moment...

Next to the pocket of his trench coat, which he casually draped over the other side of the sofa armrest.

The special conch shell that he used to keep in touch with Bai Xing suddenly began to flash a faint but rapid red light.

Unfortunately, Victor, sitting on the other side of the sofa, had his gaze fixed on a vivid description of Nami's amusing antics in the diary, a smile playing on his lips.

Because they were separated by most of the sofa, and his mind was focused on the diary in his hand and the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

He was completely unaware of the silent, flickering red light.