One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea.

Whole Cake Island is the core of the "World of Nations" Tottoland in the new world.

The land of desserts, once filled with sunshine and laughter, and where the air was always filled with the sweet aroma of cream and caramel, is now shrouded in heavy, oppressive dark clouds.

The torrential rain, like a giant, gray curtain, relentlessly washed over the lifeless island.

Those Homies that once covered the hillsides have now all lost their former vitality.

Whether it's flowers, trees, or buildings, doors and windows.

Their anthropomorphic faces were filled with fear, and they huddled trembling in dark corners, not daring to utter even a faint murmur.

The atmosphere in the vast plaza in front of the Cake Castle was extremely oppressive.

Previously, after learning of Katakuri's tragic death, the Charlotte family urgently dispatched a "body retrieval team" to Dressrosa.

They arrived at the port this morning after sailing for several days through the harsh sea conditions of the New World.

The recovery team not only brought back the family's greatest masterpiece—the remains of Katakuri.

Also brought back by the ship was a hard stone tombstone.

The soldiers leading the group knelt on the waterlogged stone slabs, bowing their heads as they reported to the family's higher-ups.

They said the troops had searched the scorched ruins of Dressrosa for a long time without finding anything.

Just as they were preparing to return empty-handed, they found the grave with Katakuri's name engraved in a secluded and quiet place on the edge of the island.

Clearly, someone tidied up the ravaged remains of this respectable adversary and solemnly erected this tombstone on hard rock, giving a great warrior the dignity he deserved.

The cold rain relentlessly pounded against Katakuri's large, solid wood coffin, producing a dull thud.

Brulee knelt in the puddle, her hands gripping her brother's coffin tightly, crying her heart out.

Tears mingled with rainwater, sliding down her scarred cheeks.

"Katakuri-nii-san..."

"Get up..."

"You promised you would always protect us..."

This is the "greatest masterpiece" who fought to the death to protect his younger siblings and to safeguard the dignity of his family.

His demise ruthlessly emptied the backbone that the Charlotte family had always upheld.

A somber atmosphere permeated the hearts of every member of the Charlotte family in the square.

Meanwhile, deep within the castle, in a heavily guarded intensive care unit.

Charlotte Linlin, the Yonko who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire New World, is still covered in special bandages.

She was on a ventilator, her eyes closed, and she was in a deep coma from which she could not be awakened.

Only the faint vital signs on the nearby instruments proved that this overlord was still alive.

Having lost their leader and strongest shield, they also lost Katakuri, the soul of the family.

The Charlotte family has been pushed to the absolute edge of a precipice by this sudden storm of the times.

Perospero, the eldest son of the family, stood alone in the cold rain, clutching his candy cane tightly in both hands.

He looked at his younger siblings crying in the square, his mind filled with thoughts of his mother, who lay asleep on her sickbed.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with an unyielding, deep-seated hatred and anxiety about the unknown situation.

In this new world where people devour each other without spitting out the bones, beasts without fangs will only be attacked by the mob.

In order to avenge those damned pirates and to preserve the business her mother had worked so hard to build in this chaotic world.

He had to make a decision that went against his family's pride—to take the hand that came from the abyss.

While the crowd in the square was still immersed in endless grief.

"Ugh—!"

A sharp alarm suddenly blared throughout Whole Cake Island, breaking the oppressive atmosphere of the rain.

A chess soldier, soaking wet and looking terrified, rushed into the square and tumbled into a puddle.

He didn't bother wiping the mud off his face, and pointed a trembling finger towards the harbor, shouting:

"Enemy! Enemy attack!"

"An unidentified fleet has intruded into the waters of the World Kingdom and has already docked!"

Upon hearing the words "enemy attack," Smoothie, Cracker, and the others, who were originally immersed in grief, instantly raised their heads, their eyes filled with violent killing intent.

They naturally assumed that some reckless pirate crew had sensed the weakness of Whole Cake Island and wanted to get a share of the spoils.

"You bastards are asking for it! I'm going to kill them!"

"You dare to provoke us at this time!"

The generals drew their weapons, unleashing a fierce killing intent, and strode towards the port to wreak havoc.

However, Perospero suddenly raised his candy cane and slammed it heavily on the puddle-filled stone slab, stopping his agitated younger siblings.

His face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth as he said:

"They're not here to take advantage of the chaos; they're guests we 'invited'."

Everyone followed Perospero's gaze.

At the port of Cake Island, huge waves crashed against the seawall.

A massive pirate ship, the "Sword of Gibbek," with a menacing design and three skull flags flying around, was brazenly moored on the shore.

Under the hostile gaze of the remnants of the world.

Marshall D. Teach, the black-bearded man who had lost an arm, strode into the central square of Whole Cake Island with a group of ruthless executives.

Burgess, Katrin Demi, Doc Q, and other notorious members of the Blackbeard Pirates lined up in the rain.

In the very center of their crowd, a burly man with missing teeth strode onto the stone slabs of the square.

Although his right arm was empty, his sleeve fluttered in the wind and rain.

But the aura of danger emanating from him was more intense than ever before.

The materialized black mist of the Dark Fruit surged and rolled beneath his broad feet, as if it were alive.

The torrential rain that fell from the sky was swallowed up silently by the deep darkness before it even had a chance to touch his body.

Blackbeard stopped, looked up, and opened his only remaining left arm.

He met the hostile gazes of the crowd from all nations and let out his signature maniacal laughter:

"Thief, hahaha!!"

"Perospero! It seems your situation is far more dire than I imagined!"

Perospero's eyes twitched violently a few times in response to the black-bearded man's mocking and provocative gaze.

He suppressed the surging anger in his chest and coldly questioned:

"Shut your mouth, Blackbeard."

"I'll only ask you one question: Did you come here today with sufficient 'sincerity'?"

Upon hearing the question, the black-bearded man's arrogant smile vanished.

He stepped forward, swung his remaining left arm sharply, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Since I promised you, I will never go back on my word!"

"This is an alliance we already agreed upon in the Den Den Mushi!"

"Straw Hat Boy and that damned Crimson Lotus are also my mortal enemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend!"

Perospero stared coldly at the black-bearded man, and the two stared at each other for a long time in the rain.

Perospero looked back at his younger siblings, whose faces were filled with confusion and grief, and then thought of his mother, who was critically ill on her sickbed.

He closed his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

He knew that the Charlotte family had no other choice.

Perospero sighed deeply, waved his hand, and signaled Smoothie and the others to put away their weapons.

But he still held his head high, maintaining the dignity and pride befitting the eldest son of a Yonko pirate crew, and coldly warned his opponent:

"Blackbeard, you'd better put away your arrogance on the land of all nations."

"Even without Mom here, dealing with you guys is still not difficult for us."

"Come with me to the conference room to discuss the specific revenge plan."

Seeing Perospero turn around and lead the way, a smile reappeared on the stubble-covered face of the man with the black beard.

He tilted his head back and let out his signature maniacal laughter again, facing the gloomy sky:

"Hahaha! That's a smart person who knows when to adapt!"

"Prepare to set sail, remnants of the world!"

"Let's join forces and turn Wano Country into a graveyard for those self-important emperors!"

Blackbeard strode ahead, following Perospero into the castle.

On the surface, he was laughing wildly in anticipation of his grand revenge, appearing incredibly heroic.

But those eyes, hidden in the dark mist, revealed a sinister ruthlessness that sent chills down one's spine.

In his mind, he was silently adding to and deducing this grand game of chess that could overturn the entire world.

"...Go, fight to your heart's content."

"When that hothead Straw Hat and that madman Kaido are locked in a fierce battle in Wano Country, both of them will be severely injured."

"I'll use the remaining forces of the old lady as cannon fodder to fill the enemy's blades..."

A cruel smile curled at the corner of the black-bearded man's mouth.

"Then, take advantage of the chaos to personally eliminate the weakened Kaido and absorb the Mythical Zoan-type Azure Dragon Fruit that he has been dreaming of."

"Next, defeat Straw Hat Boy and obtain his strange ability..."

"Finally, I'll kill that Crimson Victor who severed my arm in the most brutal way, to wash away my shame!"

Blackbeard stared at Perospero's somewhat desolate figure ahead, his eyes filled with a mixture of greed and deep apprehension.

As for why not challenge them and seize the old lady's abilities first.

He knew very well that even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse, and launching a direct attack on all nations now would be unwise.

"The final step..."

Blackbeard's inner laughter grew louder and louder.

"Kill these useless cannon fodder from all nations and return directly to the poorly defended Tottoland."

"While that old woman was fast asleep, we slit her throat and completely swallowed up this rich sea area."

"At that time, carrying the full power of these three Sea Emperors and their Devil Fruits..."

"I'll go challenge that old man of mine, who's already past his prime!"

In the heart of this cold-blooded, ruthless, and long-suffering one-armed tyrant.

He already considered the Pirate King's crown, a symbol of freedom and power, as his own.

I'm taking it!

"Thief, hahaha!!!"