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I also have been going back to rectify the typos highlighted by others in the paragraph comments. I appreciate it. There is also a new channel in the Discord server specifically for typo and inconsistencies.
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Damien saw the giant piece of earth simply poof out of existence and disappear, leaving a giant gap in the wall.
Shakky giggled as she saw Damien's surprised appearance.
"The mountain… where'd it go?"
The woman winked in reply, "To Marineford, of course~"
Shakky held up her trusty pistol, showing it off to her young friend.
"My gun ate the Roulette-Roulette Fruit and can shoot six different types of bullets."
She began listing them out, counting with her fingers:
"Piercing rounds that can rip through thick steel like butter,"
"Incendiary rounds that burn upon impact,"
"Explosive rounds that go boom-boom,"
"Medicinal rounds that can heal non-fatal injuries,"
"Storage rounds that can create a little space to store things,"
"And lastly, warping rounds that can teleport objects to a place I've left a marker behind."
Damien gave a wry smile, "Let me guess, you can combine them all as you please."
"Ara~ You're giving away my secrets now."
Both of the pirates halted in talk as another voice resounded the battlefield.
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"Dreaded Devastation!"
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A giant cone-shaped column of earth shot forward at speeds faster than a normal human could react to. It shot towards the giant pirate as he smashed his fist to meet the attack.
*Crack*
A crack broke through the air as the coming earth began to crumble away.
"You don't learn, do you, Basara?" Whitebeard said with an annoyed sigh.
The Admiral gritted his teeth in impatience as he saw the results.
His eyes were then drawn to the now-opened gap in his mountainous defence as the Rocks ship sailed ahead.
A marine warship was about to commence bombardment but instead was pummeled by a flying figure that crashed upon it.
"WORORORO! You're falling apart, Navy!"
...
"Looks like you couldn't protect them."
Newgate pointed his naginata towards the Admiral and gave an ultimatum: "You can either send Garp to take them down, but that would leave the other marines to sink from our fight. Or you let them go and we fight another day."
Basara's face twisted with a scowl.
Being threatened by a pirate in such a manner brought great shame to his position as an Admiral.
Yet it was also his position as an Admiral that calmed him down.
He pulled out a transponder snail, expressionlessly sending an order: "All forces, stand down."
Whitebeard gave a small grin as he shot forward to the pirate ship, leaving behind a disgruntled Basara.
Garp who was extinguishing the tsunamis left, right, and center also got the order. He saw the Rocks' ship reach beyond the canyon and could only sigh.
"A battle at sea against a quake-man is never easy."
A nearby Vice Admiral began to instruct the marines, "Look after the wounded, the rest of you, rescue the ones who fell to sea befo-"
"No need."
Basara raised his hands with an annoyed face.
*Rumble*
The ground shook incessantly and under the eyes of the shaken marines was hope. A giant platform, equal to the size of the entire canyon, over a handful of kilometers in radius, rose from the depths.
The men, the ships, and even the Sea Kings below were uplifted and placed on the hard earth, rescued from sinking into the depths. A single motion to birth a spanning landmass.
Garp walked ahead and began directing, "Look after the wounded and collect the martyred, they deserve a funeral!"
""""Roger that!""""
The Vice Admiral then ordered a rookie marine, "Go get me my rice crackers."
"Y-Yes sir!"
It seemed this little skirmish had come to an end.
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[A While Later]
Damien rested at the edge of the ship.
They had sailed beyond the ring of earth, leaving the marines behind.
"An Admiral is quite the challenge."
Whitebeard was devouring litres of saké as he heard the words.
"Gurarara! That Basara is like a mad dog but he has enough sense not to gamble too many marines just for us."
"Especially considering the state of the New World now," Shakky added.
Damien's ears perked at her words and he asked, "Can you give me some more details on that?"
The woman hummed in response and began the info dump.
"Well, quite a few big names are roaming the seas. The Government ranks each with their World Threat Index."
"It outlines a pirate's threat level from one to five," She said. "There are quite a few in the highest level, but three of them take the cake."
"The Overlords of the Seas," Damien said from his past knowledge on the subject.
Shakky nodded, "Mhm, nowadays people are claiming a fourth, being Captain Rocks, but the Rocks Pirates aren't all that centralized like the Overlords."
"The boss is on the Pirate Island of Hachinosu (Fullalead; Beehive) with a pack of rabid dogs, but they aren't the type to go around conquering lands, rather, they prefer to loot, kill and destroy everything in their path."
Whitebeard grumbled at her words, not disagreeing with them but not liking the reality either.
"The Government's hands are full with all these bad names and things are getting even more hectic, I wouldn't be surprised if they decide to take down an Overlord or two to calm the seas a little."
"Are we headed to Hachinosu to build the ship then?" Damien asked.
Shakky shook her head, "We're going to Naufragium Island."
*Puff*
A cloud of smoke swarmed out from her mouth as she continued:
"A man reached out to Captain Rocks a few months ago, saying he would fulfil his wish to make a behemoth of a ship if we could gather the proper materials."
Damien raised an eye at the news, "Is he credible enough?"
Shakky nodded, "Naufragium Island was once called the Haven of Shipwrights."
"Was?"
A look of pity appeared on the woman's face as she explained:
"It was reduced to rubble in an unknown siege that took place under the cover of night a couple of decades ago, most of the shipwrights either died or fled to Paradise, I hear many were recruited to Water-7."
She gave out a small sigh, "One man still remains there, he's the one who called the Captain. His name is Quentin Hammer."
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[Four Days Later]
[Fleet Admiral's Office, Marineford]
Seven people were seated upon a wide, round table. Each had a marine uniform, six men and one woman.
The room was white with blue accents, each side had an open window aside from the entrance.
*Fwoo~* A cool breeze of fresh air entered the room while the marines sat in solemn silence.
"Garp, Basara," a deep voice bellowed. "One of you better tell me why there was a damn mountain in my office!"
Naturally, the one who spoke was Fleet Admiral Kong.
The Admiral in question sat in silence. The other man, however, wasn't in the same dull mood.
"Bwahahaha!" a boisterous laugh broke apart the seriousness. "Kong-san, don't get so angry, these things happen now and then!"
Garp was munching on his favourite rice crackers as he, rather rudely, devoured the snacks amongst such prestigious marines.
A vein popped in Kong's forehead, almost as if it was about to burst.
"Garp, show some respect to the Fleet Admiral!"
The man voicing his annoyance was Garp's good friend, Sengoku.
"These Rocks Pirates are getting far out of hand."
It was a different voice, one calmer and softer than Sengoku's.
It came from a muscular man wearing sharp marine attire. Short purple hair alongside a heroic posture.
Vice Admiral Zephyr!
[Image of Zephyr (in Discord)]
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"What is your input, Tsuru?"
The Fleet Admiral looked at the woman to his side, she was a beautiful woman with turquoise hair tied in a ponytail.
She held the title of Vice Admiral yet she was known not for skills as a fighter, but her brains as a tactician.
[Images of Tsuru (in Discord)]
The woman squinted her eyes, "We have tried to hide their emergence... but it's getting more and more difficult. Many Reverie Attendants have shared their impatience with our handling of the situation."
She gave out a slight sigh, "The Overlords have already kept our forces stretched, and now the Rocks have grown stronger with the addition of the two demonic rookies."
*Flutter*
Tsuru placed two bounty posters on the table.
"With the big names already under Rocks' flag, I'm afraid only the crew's terrible camaraderie can slow them down. At this rate, they will amass a force that can rival the world itself!"
"..."
Kong exhaled while tapping his finger on the table.
Sengoku then chimed in, "With the intel from CP-1 about the 'Black Death' gathering materials to build a ship, we can infer their next moves."
Zephyr looked to the side of the Grand Line map and zoomed in on a single island.
"The island of shipwrights that was left in the dust, that's their goal," he chimed in.
The intel brought a silent man to speak up.
"Send me, I'll go and destroy that island once and for all," Basara declared.
Kong looked at the brown-clothed Admiral and shook his head, "I need you and Sengoku on standby, it seems Borealis is making a move."
He then glanced at Zephyr and took something out of his pocket.
It was a transponder snail, bright-gold in colour. Kong gave it to Zephyr.
"You know what to do."
The purple-haired Vice Admiral just sank into his seat without a reply, pocketing the device.
Tsuru saw the expression and ignored it, "It seems we need to review the bounties of the Rocks, especially that of the demon-rookies duo."
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[The New World, The Ruins of Naufragium Island]
The constantly-repaired Rocks ships eventually docked onto the Naufragium Island.
The four pirates stepped off and glanced at the island.
"Reduced to rubble was an accurate description," Damien muttered.
The tiny island was quite ruined.
Nothing but cracked earth and broken land. The trees were long dead, and the grass receded, leaving behind a barren land. It was quite obvious that a flourishing population once existed here by the sight of the ruined and revenge buildings and homes.
The overgrown moss and vines were the only colours left in this place.
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'The nature here is void of colour and life,' Damien thought as he felt the silence of the Voice of all Living Things.
"Looks like the tavern has some life," Whitebeard said, though he was already walking towards it from the start.
Kaido joined in as the two went into the pub.
Shakky poked Damien in the ribs, "Don't even think of bailing on me, you're coming with me to find this Hammer fellow."
She dragged the rookie pirate towards the ruined town for the shipmaker in question.
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[A While Later]
"This should be it," Shakky announced.
The two were standing before a broken-down house with pieces of the walls missing. A small well and ruined fences nearby.
"At least the grass here has some life," Damien said.
[Image of the House (in Discord)]
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The pirate duo walked ahead and towards the door.
*Creak*
Damien had locked onto the man's presence for a while now.
He was seated on a barrel by the front yard, gazing at the sky.
With a size of around 12 feet (3.66 m), a burly figure with muscles.
Damien asked:
"Are you Quentin Hammer?"
The man looked down with a stern expression.
"Depends who's asking."
"We're asking."
"Who's we?"
"Depends who's asking."
"I'm asking."
"Who are you?"
"Depends who's asking."
"We're asking."
"Who's we?"
"Depends who's aski-"
Shakky broke the loop with a single word, "Rocks."
The man narrowed his eyes on the pirates, taking a strong puff of his cigar.
"You've got the right guy."
Damien shrugged at Shakky, "He would've given in soon either way."
The woman rolled her eyes and then glanced at the man.
The dark-skinned man had a wild look. Overgrown beard and hair that linked together to give a rather feral look. His forehead was popping with veins from madness.
He breathed out clouds of smoke through his nose, revelling in the cigar's taste.
'He's missing a few screws.'
[Image of Quentin Hammer (in Discord)]
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"You got the stuff?"
Shakky eyed the man's crazed eyes and slowly nodded.
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
Her pistol fired as a small thrice a triangular portal-like construct appeared in the ground.
*Plop*
Soon, a handful of giant logs of thick wood shot out. Alongside a rain of crimson ore, separated into large blocks and set in neat rows.
Hammer slowly walked ahead and eyed the goods.
"Adam's Oak, nice stuff…"
His eyes then locked on the blood-red ore. "This is-!"
*Gulp*
An unconscious reflex from the shipbuilder resounded as he touched the ore with his blistered and scarred hands.
The previous weariness was instantly replaced with delight: "Oh, it's beautiful!"
Shakky saw the man grab the ore as if it could grow legs and run away from him and rolled her eyes.
"Ahem," she audibly cleared her throat, drawing the man's attention.
"Can you make do with this? I don't want to come all the way here on a man's delusion."
Hammer looked at the woman and squinted his eyes.
"Hamu-Hamu-Hamu!" he broke out in a laugh.
"You're not wrong to call it my delusion, but that was before the tragedy of this island."
Hammer shook his head and elaborated, "You see, I was once a young lad with dreams to make a ship that would conquer the seas!"
The man's crazed eyes soon grow melancholy in nostalgia.
"But it fell apart; I couldn't make the final leap to conquer this chaotic sea. I grew old and tired, so I departed all my knowledge to the new generation, my son who I picked up from the sea!"
"We father and son were happy…"
Hammer's eyes returned to their frenzy state, almost glowing red in anger.
"But they came, the Celestial Dragons! They wanted a ship fit for a God!"
Boom!
Hammer's fist crashed onto the ground, enough to draw blood.
"I rejected them and directed them elsewhere, but they didn't even hear me out."
"Those bubbled-headed scum, they ordered the dogs of Cipher Pol to take my 7-year-kid as a slave and dragged him away!"
Fury flashed by Hammer's face as he spat out, "My punishment was what followed: they set an Island Bounty! The next morning everything was in ruins! My entire life's work was ripped apart over a single night!"
The giant man fell to his knees in a moment of weakness.
"My hate for them has built up for decades, I'm old now, my son is probably long dead, and now I only have one purpose: I want to see the World Government burn!"
The manic expression mixed with the maddened eyes left Hammer a broken man yet his words carried an air of determination.
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Damien heard the soliloquy and felt a hint of pity.
Shakky continued to smoke while questioning, "You want to bet that Captain Rocks will fulfil your purpose?"
Hammer looked up and nodded.
"Yes, if I have to make a deal with the devil then so be it. I will do what he wants, I'll make him a titan of a ship to conquer these seas and bring hell to the World Nobles!"
Damien still had some doubt, "You couldn't make it then, how can you make it now?"
Hammer stood up.
His eyes now shining bright in lost hope and maniacal. A pulse of pressure soon rippled out of the broken man in grey-coloured waves. The mad shipwright balled his fists so hard that it began to draw blood.
An insane grin spread across his face: "Because now I can put my life on the line for it!"
"..."
Damien and Shakky both felt the booming presence of the shipbuilder who had fallen from grace.
A few crows on the nearby dead trees had fallen to the ground, unconscious.
Shakky eventually nodded, "Very well then."
To Be Continued…
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Author's Corner.
Bit of world-building with the World Threat Index and the state of the New World, we like to see it.
Images: https://discord.gg/aJHHHPvb6q
[2520 words]
Haki Leveling and Power Leveling chapters are out in the Auxiliary Volume detailing their respective fields.
Note: They are different from the original story. For example, it no longer goes Low-Mid-High-Top but simply Bottom/Middle/Top for Yonko Commanders and Yonko.
Also, as clarification, any stats shown with "↑" do not mean that Damien just got them, it simply shows any upgrades since the last time the stats panel was shown.
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[A Week Later]
"Pirates catch a marine patrol fleet by surprise; thousands dead."
Damien rolled his eyes at the headlines and skimmed through the report.
The name of the Rocks Pirates was once again not mentioned, rather it was more focused on the marine genocide headed by the four evil pirates.
-----< WANTED >-----
< KAIDO >
< 'Hundred-Beast' >
< 𝔅 350,000,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
-----< WANTED >-----
< EINAR⋅D⋅DAMIEN >
< 'Sin Incarnate' >
< 𝔅 420,000,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
-----< WANTED >-----
< SHAKUYAKU >
< 'Black Death' >
< 𝔅 700,000,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
-----< WANTED >-----
< EDWARD⋅NEWGATE >
< 'Whitebeard' >
< 𝔅 1,846,000,000 - >
< DEAD or ALIVE >
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"Nearly two billion on Whitebeard, the number is probably lower due to his neutral nature, at least compared to the others in the Rocks Pirates," Damien surmised.
"But this news cover-up is a little too blatant, not even mentioning the presence of an Admiral, rather annoying."
Damien's eyes soon shone with a different light, a curious one.
{Come to me.}
The voice echoed through the calm seas as Damien sat at the edge of the worn-down island.
*Squack*
*Chirp*
*Creet-Creet*
One by one, tens, hundreds, thousands of birds and other flying mammals descended, flying around the young pirate in a tornado of multiple colours.
Some sat on his shoulders, some on his head, while the others chirped in a musical spectacle.
{Spread out through the Grand Line and look for the headquarters of the World News Agency.}
*Squack*
*Chirp*
*Creet-Creet*
The birds sang in agreement as they burst out in every direction, some heading further into the New World while many back towards the Red Line.
>=-=----[]---<>---[]---=-=<
[Operation Nexus]
[ Find the World News Agency Main Base - ❌]
[ Find Replacement President - ❌]
[ Bring the replacement under control - ❌]
[ Have the Agency exit the World Government's Grasp - ❌]
[Time Limit - 1486]
>=-=----[]---<>---[]---=-=<
The first goal was to find the HQ of the News Agency. As for finding a replacement head for him to control, that may take some time.
'There are some news-focused islands I read about, I'll have to pay a visit there and see if I can find someone worthy,' Damien thought.
He then gazed up at the sun; it was noon, also the time for when the ship was to be completed.
…
Damien saw some familiar faces as he arrived at the old man's decrepit house.
He had used the port by his home to build the ship's frame and drop it into the shallow water to finish construction.
As of now, there was a ginormous ship that eclipsed over the entire area. Dozens of meters tall.
It was covered with a dull-brown cloth that for some reason came in such absurd sizes. Perhaps shipwrights had a thing for carrying ship-sized cloths around.
The crazy thing was that Hammer had built the entire ship alone, seven days to build his best creation.
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"He looks like he hasn't slept since we handed him the materials," Damien said as he stood side-by-side with the three other pirates.
Shakky sighed, "That's because he hasn't, what a crazy guy."
Hammer's eyes were bright red and his eyebags had bags. The man's face was slicked in sweat yet his droopy eyes shone bright.
"Hamu-Hamu-Hamu! She's ready, I've done it!" he roared.
He then yeeted the entire cloth off with a single motion, revealing the beauty hidden under the veil.
Whitebeard stepped up and saw the encased ship, "It's almost twice as big as a marine battleship."
Shakky nodded with some surprise.
The ship was more magnificent than she imagined.
Damien also heard the comparison and could confirm.
A marine battleship is around the size of an Ancient Giant such as Little Oars Jr. That is, around 60 meters tall (~200 feet). This ship was a little under twice as large, at around 100 meters in height (328 feet).
[A/N: For the Americans: 100 meters is equivalent to the Statue of Liberty with Kaido standing on top of it.]
The mighty vessel had two main masts, with 2-3 sails each. The front of the ship had a W-shaped frame with a giant skull at the helm.
A large structure sat at the center-back of the ship, capable of housing thousands of men.
The main decoration of the golden-framed ship was the lowest sail at the front: it was black in colour, unlike the other white ones.
It read a single word in large font: [ R O C K S ]
With a red, flaming skull in place of the 'O.'
[Image of the Ship (in Discord)]
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Kaido also raised an eyebrow at the ship created with the grandiose materials.
Hammer cleared his throat and began to introduce the vessel.
"The ship's frame is naturally made of the Adam's Oak, tough and strong enough to hold up a mountain."
He continued, "I lined the entire ship with a thin sheet of the Eternal Ore, this should allow any small point of force to be equally distributed to the entire ship, leaving absolutely no weak points. It is solid enough to conquer this turbulent sea!"
Hammer's eyes shone with tears, "The ship is my finest creation!"
The man fell to his knees due to both fatigue and joy.
"I-I did it, my son, I did it…"
"Does it have a name?" Damien asked the weeping man.
Hammer looked up and slowly shook his head.
This prompted the pirates to give their thoughts.
Shakky: "Mighty Ship-chan."
Kaido: "World Killer."
Whitebeard: "Shamu."
Hammer froze for a second, though he didn't want to interfere with the naming ceremony, he still felt that his creation deserved a fitting name.
Damien sighed at his fellow companions' naming sense.
He tapped his chin with some thought and concluded, "Since it's a vessel born to be a titan amongst ships, why don't we go with…"
"The Titanic."
The pirates slowly nodded their heads in unison.
"The Titanic," Hammer reiterated with a dazed expression. "Yes, that speaks to me! The Titanic is born!"
Shakky saw the satisfied Hammer and could only break the joyful moment.
"Hammer, you should know what is to come once we set sail this ship."
The words caused the shipbuilder to reply with a small chuckle.
"Hamu-Hamu-Hamu! I have long accepted my fate from creating this ship, I regret nothing!"
He stood up with resolve, "I can die fulfilled."
Shakky nodded at his words and walked into the ship to familiarize herself with the steering.
Whitebeard and Kaido went to bring the supplies to the ship, leaving Hammer and Damien behind.
"Damien-lad, I have a favour to ask of you."
The pirate in question looked up at the towering Hammer and saw signs of lost hope.
"My son, Quentin Kraft, if you ever meet him in some miracle, can you just tell him that his pops did it? He built a ship that can carry the world!"
Damien saw the burning gaze of the shipbuilder.
The flame that was suppressed into a lost spark over decades of pain rekindled once again.
"You have my word," Damien agreed.
The old man gave a short sigh of relief, his body swallowed by fatigue as he fell to his knees once more.
The desperate grip on life to die without regret had finally amounted to something.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure the world knows of your craft."
Damien then walked up the ramp and into the ship's quarters, leaving the lone shipbuilder.
Hammer remained seated, watching the virgin Titanic set sail for the first time.
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Many hours passed. The Titanic was long gone; the sun had set and night had arrived.
Hammer remained seated by the edge of the island, smoking a cigar. A satisfied and content look on his face.
*Vvooo!*
An ominous breeze whistled past the weathered shipbuilder. Sending a chill down his spine.
A long line of warships on the far horizon. Ten of them.
They came like a wave of destruction, extinguishing any hopes of survival.
The bright lamps hung from the battalion of battleships lit up the dark seas, creating a disastrous sight. A powerful and indomitable aura surrounding their arrival.
Thud!
A dark shadow fell behind the seated shipbuilder.
A marine. Purple hair, muscular build, powerful.
Hammer didn't even flinch as he softly spoke up, "Zephyr, been a while."
The Vice Admiral gave a short sigh and stood behind the man.
"Hammer, it seems you've made your choice."
The shipbuilder gazed at the marine, "You came all the way here to lecture me?"
Zephyr shut his eyes.
"I was the one in charge of escorting the Celestial Dragons who did this to your island, I shouldn't have let it happen."
Hammer broke out into a laugh.
"Hamu-Hamu-Hamu!"
"Zephyr, you're a good guy amongst the top dogs of the Marines. You helped many of our residents out before the bounty hunters arrived, you don't owe me anything."
The marine shook his head slightly with an inexplicable expression and took out a transponder snail.
Hammer saw the device and paid it no mind.
"Zephyr, can you at least tell if he's still alive?"
The purple-haired marine glanced at the longing expression on the lone shipbuilder and slowly nodded.
Hammer just smirked and returned his gaze to the battalion of ships, almost as if welcoming the cold embrace of death.
"Was that ship worth it?" Zephyr asked.
The old shipbuilder gave out a crazed grin, "That ship will be the spark that will light the fire that will burn the World Government down!"
"…"
"Farewell, Hammer."
Zephyr soon jumped into the sky and landed at the leading warship.
He put the golden snail before himself, its brilliance was quite the contrast to the hell it wrought.
Darkness had entirely hidden Zephyr's face as he gave a single order in a robotic voice, "Commence the Buster Call."
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[A Day Later]
"The news is out, Naufragium Island was destroyed by pirates and will be removed from any future maps henceforth," Shakky broke the news while bringing out lunch.
The pirates were in the main hall of the Titanic.
Whitebeard didn't pay it much mind, after all, Hammer was content with this fate and it would be dishonourable to pity him.
Damien leaned his head back, staring at the ceiling.
'A Buster Call, a single order that will decide an island's fate within moments.'
He then resumed eating the copious amounts of food laid on the table.
Shakky also sat down on the rather new and shiny chair.
They too, were made of Adam's Oak.
"We will arrive at Hachinosu in three days," she stated.
Kaido, who was busy devouring meat like a vacuum, seemed excited, "I wonder if the captain will declare war right away. WORORORO! I can't wait!"
Whitebeard took a mouthful of meat and saké, rolling his eyes at the battle-crazy ogre.
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[Four Days later]
Damien now stood at the front deck of the Titanic.
The towering Whitebeard was also present.
The man slurped down his saké as Damien spoke up: "Tell me more about the crew, Newgate-san."
*Gurrup*
"That bastard Golden Lion Shiki who's always flying around like an annoying fly, throwing islands down," the pirate began.
"The crazy woman Linlin is always going off about eating while popping out a dozen brats."
"The wily, two-faced fox Captain John. Always scrounging for treasure and looting every village and island in his path."
"Nothing more than a collection of scum standing under each of them and their ships."
He took another heavy sip of his drink.
"As for Captain Rocks? Let's just say he's a monster amongst monsters."
Newgate sighed at the memory of Xebec who came to mind.
"Rocks rules through fear and absolute strength, even with the other bad names under his flag, most of which are Conquerors Haki users. The fear he spreads has led practically everyone to call him by his surname, rather than as Xebec."
"Gurarara, a crazy guy."
Whitebeard soon finished his saké and gave out a sigh.
"Only breath of fresh air is from leaving that vile island, this is the most enjoyable journey I've had in a while."
The two then looked at the horizon and saw an island.
It had a giant skull-shaped mountain at its core. Also called the 'Pirate Paradise' of Hachinosu!
The name translated to "Beehive" and explained the bee-like nature of the landmass: a single enemy ship and the pirates on the land would rush out like bees to obliterate them.
[Image of Hachinosu (in Discord)]
"We're here, get ready, Rocks will probably want to meet you," Whitebeard announced as he walked back onto the ship.
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[Hachinosu, New World]
The island reeked.
A mix of blood, alcohol, sex, trash, and smoke.
A few corpses lined up through the streets of the pirate island, some fresh, some old.
Small fights and skirmishes broke out here and there as more and more pirates fell. Some lost limbs, some their lives.
It was every man for himself.
As long as there wasn't a riot, the top dogs could care less.
"What'd you say about my mother?"
The burly pirate was smashing the face of another Rocks pirate with a shovel, a disfigured body left behind.
He kept pounding the corpse, the blood pooling out and splashing onto the killer's face.
Boom!
A fire suddenly blazed on the opposite side of the street.
A group of pirates grinned and laughed musically as they tossed flaming bottles of Molotov cocktails.
They revelled in the screams that followed.
"Move along, brats, it's just a little flame."
This voice belonged to a tall and lanky pirate as he pulled on a chain.
It was linked to the necks of six fearful children, yanking them like slaves.
Suffice to say, this was a place for the absolute worst of the worst the world could offer.
Even as a fellow crewmate, your fate was unknown. A 'friend' of one day may become your killer.
The newer pirates had to sleep with one eye open.
It was the den of scum, Hachinosu.
…
"Oye, there's a ship coming~!" a drunk voice bellowed near the terribly managed port.
The island was naturally surrounded by dozens of pirate ships, an enemy coming here would be met with a hail of firepower.
"Stand down, the ship has our flag!"
"Even better, fire away!"
The crazy man was soon met with a blade and his head fell to the ground under a fountain of blood.
"Let them in."
The nearby tens of pirates had a change in expression.
Some with fear, some with craze, some with anger, some with excitement.
"What a gorgeous ship, is this what the Shakky-sama went to get?"
"One of the Division Commanders went too, Whitebeard!"
"And the latest news, it seems they also brought back some super-rookie!"
"It was that monstrous Kaido a year ago, now it's someone even worse? Great!"
"I wonder what his blood tastes like?"
Alas, the newly-born Titanic docked, dropping its anchors to the sea floor.
The platform was soon connected by some fodders as the four pirates stepped off.
Damien took in the gloomy and horrid atmosphere of the island.
A small grin across his face, 'Time to meet the man who struck such fear in the Government that they had to erase him from history!'
To Be Continued…
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Author's Corner.
In the previous work, Rocks also came and ran into Damien, stringing him along. They made the crew a little later, whereas here, it is more canon-accurate with the group already standing by this time of year.
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