One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy turned around and sat down in the chair.

"Kozuki Oden was a stubborn man; once he made up his mind, nothing could sway him."

Tezzolo scratched his head.

"Then what do we do? Really fight?"

"Not for now."

Roy shook his head.

"Our primary targets are CP0 and Orochi."

"As for Kozuki Oden..."

He paused.

"Let Kaido's men keep an eye on things first, and we'll deal with the mine situation later."

Tezzolo nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Roy leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, but the last words of Kozuki Oden kept echoing in his mind—

"All of this was predetermined by fate."

fate?

Roy opened his eyes, a complex light flashing in them.

He recalled various details from the original work—

Luffy's exaggerated growth rate,

That ordinary rubber fruit eventually transformed into a Mythical Zoan-type Nika Fruit.

And then there are those so-called "destined fates"...

Does "fate" really exist in this world?

Roy stood up and went back to his room alone.

He closed the door, stood by the window, and gazed at the sea of ​​clouds illuminated by the moonlight, lost in thought.

Kozuki Oden was so certain that Wano Country would open its borders; they must have discovered something on the final island.

There, the truth of the hundred-year void is recorded, the secrets of ancient weapons are recorded, and also—

The legend of "Joy Boy".

The legendary "Sun God" who will appear eight hundred years from now and liberate the world.

Roy recalled the scene in the original work where Luffy awakened the Nika Fruit—

That exaggerated smile, that resounding drumbeat of liberation, that power capable of changing everything…

Is all of this really just a coincidence?

Or was it destined from the very beginning?

Roy's brow furrowed even more deeply.

He never believed in fate.

Having traveled to this world and gotten to where I am today, I have relied on my own planning, my own efforts, and my own decisions.

If everything is predetermined, then what is the point of his struggles over the years?

He shook his head, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

Stretch out your hand and look at your palm.

These hands have wielded knives, slain enemies, saved lives, and taken lives.

The strength in those hands is real.

The power of this body—

The defenses of the Lunaria, the physique of the Oni, the power foundation of the Bakania...

This was something he obtained by trading spoils of war, something Dr. Gracia bestowed upon him with technology, and something he honed step by step on his own.

It wasn't something that was "destined" for him by anyone.

Roy clenched his fist, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"destiny?"

He muttered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Even if there really is such a thing as fate, it means nothing to me, a transmigrator."

Those predecessors who traveled from Earth have already proven it with facts, haven't they?

Time travelers are meant to defy fate and change their destiny.

What destiny, what sun god Nika—

Roy loosened his fist and turned to walk to the bedside.

His eyes had regained their usual calm and determination.

Tomorrow, there's another tough battle ahead.

Regardless, he must win this game in Wano Country.

In his own way.

Silent all night.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the clouds onto the main plaza of the Ghost Island.

The three thousand members of the Beasts Pirates have assembled.

A dense crowd filled the entire square.

At the forefront were five hundred gene warriors who had undergone basic bloodline transplantation.

They were tall and straight, with sharp eyes, and exuded a powerful aura far surpassing that of ordinary pirates.

Among these genetically engineered warriors stood several even more distinctive figures—

Jack, Black Maria, Runmei, Page Van.

These members, who have undergone perfect bloodline transplants, have significantly improved their strength after six months of training and combat.

Jack's body was even more robust than before, and the patterns of the Elephant Clan could be faintly seen under his skin.

A faint light swirled around Black Maria, the nascent form of the Lunaria race's "Divine Fire".

Runmei's muscle lines became smoother and more powerful, and the power of the Bakania tribe surged within her.

Although Pagevan was still thin, the light in his eyes was sharper than before.

On the high platform at the very front of the square stood three figures—

Kaido, King, Queen.

Kaido maintained his arrogant demeanor, his massive body resembling a mountain.

Holding a spiked club, the Eight Precepts were subtly revealed by the Conqueror's Haki.

Jhin was completely covered in black armor, his eyes behind the mask were as cold as iron, and his wings were slightly spread, as if he could take off at any moment.

Quinn's obese body was crammed into a specially designed chair, and he was toying with a newly developed viral weapon in his hands.

A half-smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Roy, with Tesoro and Yamato, stood on one side of the platform, quietly watching the scene before them.

Three thousand pirates, five hundred genetically engineered warriors, and several top-tier officers—

This force is enough to directly confront any naval main fleet.

Kaido stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over every face in the square.

"Hehehehe!"

His laughter, like thunder, echoed across the square.

"Everyone's here!"

"I'm not going to waste any more time on nonsense!"

"You've all heard—that traitor Kurozumi Orochi colluded with the World Government and seized our mines!"

"And that bastard Kozuki Oden is gathering troops again, planning a rebellion!"

Kaido's voice grew louder and louder, and his Conqueror's Haki spread out, making the three thousand pirates below almost unable to breathe.

"I'm putting my words right here and now—"

"This time, I'm going to completely wipe out Kurozumi Orochi! I'll utterly crush Kozuki Oden!"

"From this day forward, Wano Country will be mine alone!"

"Who's in favor, and who's opposed?"

Below, three thousand pirates shouted in unison.

"I agree!!!"

The sound was deafening, and even the surrounding buildings trembled slightly.

Kaido nodded in satisfaction and continued,

"very good!"

"There's one more thing—"

He paused, a burning light flashing in his eyes.

"Those who performed exceptionally well in this operation—"

"You could be selected for the next batch to go to Beehive Island for bloodline transplantation!"

Upon hearing this, the pirates below erupted in a frenzy!

"Bloodline transplant!"

"I could become one of those genetically engineered warriors!"

"I want to become stronger! I'm going to Beehive Island!"

Countless people brandished weapons and roared madly.

Some people even started competing with each other on the spot, trying to prove their strength.

In an instant, the square was filled with a chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly, their screams, laughter, and the sounds of fighting all blending together.

Roy watched this scene, his lips twitching slightly.

Is this the corporate culture of the Beasts Pirates?

As expected, this is what a real pirate is like.

Wild, violent, lawless, and driven only by instinct.

In contrast, his own Roy Pirates...

They are well-trained, obey orders, and work together seamlessly, much like an army.

Roy shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts.