Capítulo 298: Chapter 297
The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon…
Monkey D. Dragon let the weight of this phrase linger in his mind, feeling its meaning seep into his very core. As he studied Logan once more, his gaze transformed, shifting from curiosity to a deep, almost profound respect. This young man, barely twenty, could see through the currents of time and power with a clarity few possessed. As Dragon pondered, he couldn't help but feel humbled. Here he was, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, yet somehow less perceptive than a youth from his son's crew.
After a moment's silence, Dragon nodded slowly and murmured, "Very well. I'll summon Morley, and we'll join you on this mission."
This was no ordinary youth before him. Logan, the vice-captain of his son's pirate group, had shown wisdom and strength that few possessed. Dragon knew he could trust this man implicitly.
Half a month later, Dragon and Morley stood alongside Logan on the Red Line, the legendary Uranus within their grasp. Its metallic sheen glistened under the sunlight, a silent testament to its power.
Dragon placed his hand upon the Uranus's interface, a slight spark of anticipation flickering in his eyes. "Is this all it takes?"
"Yes," Franky confirmed, standing by to observe the process. "Now, you just need to channel your ability into it."
Dragon nodded, steadying himself before releasing a torrent of power from his Weather-Weather Fruit, a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that granted him control over all weather patterns. He took a deep breath and focused, letting his energy flow through his arm and into the Uranus.
As the ancient weapon roared to life, an unprecedented shift began. The Calm Belt—a stretch of sea dormant for 800 years—stirred, its silence shattered by a sudden gust. At first, it was a breeze, but soon, strong winds swept across the once-still waters. These gusts, laden with the essence of vitality, danced over the waves, infusing the ocean with a renewed vigor.
The wind, like a spark igniting dry tinder, accelerated down the Calm Belt, sending ripples that stretched for miles. The sleeping seas awoke, rolling and merging as the winds raced onward, driving the once-separated waters together.
Two hours passed, and the winds had entirely transformed the Calm Belt. If anyone had been there to witness it, they would have seen both sides of the once-divided waters converging, merging into a single, vast sea.
"Did it work?" Dragon asked, his voice tempered with a mix of hope and disbelief.
Franky nodded, his face glowing with satisfaction. "Yes! I felt it while controlling the Uranus. The Calm Belt has been reconnected!"
Morley, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward, a shy look on her face. "What do I do next?"
Logan patted her on the shoulder, offering reassurance. "Nothing for now. The Uranus needs a day to cool down. Tomorrow, you'll use your ability to remove the Red Line, the barrier that divides the seas."
The next day, the Straw Hats and the Revolutionary Army gathered in the control room of the Uranus. Morley took a deep breath and extended her hand toward the device's interface. As Franky activated the Uranus, the power of her Push-Push Fruit flowed through it, amplifying until it resonated with the land itself.
Suddenly, a deep rumble filled the air as the Red Line quivered. The very earth trembled beneath them, the landscape beginning to shift. Stones, dust, and debris rolled and bounced, driven by the unseen force.
"It's working!" Dragon's voice was filled with awe as he watched the ancient geological divide shudder in response to Morley's power.
The rumbling grew louder, shaking the ground in a steady, relentless rhythm. Logan turned to his crew and issued a calm command. "Head back to the Merry. Nami, Franky, and I will stay here to oversee things."
Trusting Logan's judgment, the Straw Hat Pirates headed toward the Going Merry. Dragon followed, his brow furrowed with concern. Soon, the Going Merry floated up, rising above the shifting ground below.
On the deck, the crew gathered, gazing down in awe at the massive Red Line. Dragon's face softened as he noticed his crew's anticipation. "Will they be safe down there?"
Luffy grinned, confident and assured. "Relax. Logan and Nami know what they're doing. They'll be fine."
Dragon let out a sigh of relief, nodding at Luffy's unwavering trust. After all, Morley and her comrades were down there too.
Suddenly, the ground trembled with an even greater intensity. A deafening crack reverberated across the land, and to their amazement, a gigantic fissure began to form along the Red Line. The chasm grew wider, as if a colossal force was prying the earth apart with invisible hands.
With a thunderous roar, the Uranus rose from the ground, propelled by the power of the Mist-Mist Fruit, which rendered it as light as a feather. Using the floating card, Logan lifted the Uranus, maneuvering it into the air.
As the amplified Push-Push Fruit's force acted upon the Red Line, the rigid landmass split apart effortlessly, as though it were soft clay. Starting from the central crack, the Red Line—once towering 10,000 meters above sea level—folded outward, receding like sliding doors.
Below, the Red Line was now level with the ocean. A gaping gap appeared where the Grand Line and the New World had once stood divided. Sea water surged in from both sides, colliding in a frothy swirl as the boundaries of the separated seas were obliterated.
On Sabaody Archipelago, crowds of onlookers watched in shock. Gasps and cries filled the air as they witnessed the unimaginable—a once-impregnable barrier split open, revealing the vast, open sky beyond.
"Is this real? Am I dreaming?"
"No way! What's happening? This can't be real!"
"Did the Red Line… did it just break?"
Both pirates and Marines, civilians and criminals, stood frozen in disbelief. The sight before them was like the opening of a mythical gate, a sight none would ever forget.
Seconds ticked by. A minute stretched into another, and as if in slow motion, the Red Line parted until the sea beyond was visible. The first half of the Grand Line now merged seamlessly with the New World, the barrier between them erased forever.
What no one knew, however, was that the division between the Grand Line and New World no longer existed. The once-separated waters of the four seas had merged, unrestricted and unified.
Above the site of this miraculous transformation, high in the sky, Sanji gazed down with tears welling in his eyes. Below him lay a new ocean, a sea that bridged every corner of the world.
"Do you see this, old man?" he whispered, voice trembling. "This is it… the All Blue. The All Blue is real."
Capítulo 299: Chapter 298
The newly formed island was unlike anything seen before. This massive, circular landmass directly above Fishman Island connected the inner and outer seas through eight distinct waterways. These channels branched outward in all cardinal and diagonal directions: east, south, west, north, northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest.
The Red Line's geography had been radically altered. From a bird's-eye view, this new "Octagon Island" formed a giant circular shape, with eight openings resembling the ancient gates of a mythical fortress. Each gate led to a separate section of land, dividing the island into eight vast regions.
While Logan had no firsthand knowledge of what the ancient "Great Kingdom" looked like, he could imagine its design must have been similar. If it served as the world's center long ago, then its layout likely included extensive waterways that connected all directions, much like this island now. And as the nexus of the four seas, this colossal, ring-shaped landmass seemed perfectly suited for the role.
However, Logan had no interest in forming a new government to rule the world. He knew better than anyone that in a world as vast as the One Piece universe, no single organization could truly govern every island, every person. Logan had read countless novels back on Earth, where a grand, unified ending often portrayed a single world order. But real life, as he'd come to understand through his own adventures, was far more complex.
Unifying the world? He scoffed at the thought. At best, any so-called unification would be a façade, an illusion of harmony. No authority could enforce its will on every far-flung island, nor bring peace and justice to every corner of the globe. Even the individual seas of the past struggled to maintain unity.
He imagined a scenario to illustrate his point: suppose a new regime was founded here on Octagon Island. What if a kingdom in the West Blue faced a pirate invasion and called for aid from this new government? They'd send forces, naturally. But if, while defending the West Blue, an emergency erupted in the East Blue, would Octagon Island dispatch even more troops?
The answer was clear: such a system was unsustainable. If Octagon Island's leaders tried to micromanage every crisis in the world, they'd collapse under the weight of their own ambition.
Instead, Logan's vision was simpler and more powerful—just as the Great Kingdom had inspired others 800 years ago, Octagon Island would lead by example. It would not impose its will but rather shine as a beacon of progress and prosperity. Other nations would see its success and, gradually, seek to emulate its ideals. With time, the model of Octagon Island would ripple out, encouraging change across seas and islands. The transformation wouldn't be immediate; it would take generations, even centuries, to bring about lasting change.
The kingdom of the past had once held this dream, only to be destroyed by the alliance of 20 kingdoms. But now, the Straw Hat Pirates had the strength to revive that vision, creating a new Great Kingdom that would spread hope without conquest or control.
With the Octagon Island fully formed, its lands lay empty and open to those who sought a better life. Logan knew the world was filled with people enduring suffering and hardship, people who would eagerly migrate to Octagon Island given the chance to escape poverty or persecution. All it would take was an appeal to their hearts and minds.
The first to embrace the idea was none other than Monkey D. Dragon. As the leader of the Revolutionary Army, Dragon had liberated countless kingdoms and rescued innumerable civilians. Yet, due to the clandestine nature of his organization, those he saved often led meager lives, constantly on the run. Freedom was their only reward, but for many, it was a freedom spent in hiding.
Dragon's cadres rallied the displaced civilians, working tirelessly to gather them for a new beginning. Three months later, the first wave of immigrants set foot on Octagon Island, their hearts filled with hope.
During this time, Logan also visited Fishman Island to meet with King Neptune and Madam Shyarly. He intended to fulfill Madam Shyarly's prophecy, a vision that had foretold Fishman Island's salvation. Through the power of the floating card, Logan lifted the entire island from its deep-sea home, bringing it to the surface. Now, Fishman Island lay at the center of the sea surrounding Octagon Island, a perfect heart to this new world.
For the Fishman and merfolk, this was nothing short of a miracle. Generations had dreamed of living under the sun, free from the shadows of the deep. News of Madam Shyarly's prophecy spread like wildfire, and Logan became a savior to the Fishman and merfolk, a hero who had turned their deepest dreams into reality.
Not one to miss a story, Morgans, the president of the World Economic News Agency, sensed the immense business potential. Without hesitation, he relocated his headquarters to Octagon Island, and within weeks, news of this groundbreaking new society spread across the world like a storm.
A year later, a wave of migration from every corner of the globe was well underway, especially from the West Blue. The region was plagued by mafia control, with civilians living under the oppressive thumb of crime lords. For them, Octagon Island was a sanctuary, a glimmer of hope amidst a sea of despair.
As word of the island spread throughout West Blue, desperate civilians fled their mafia-controlled lives. Some questioned the wisdom of leaving their homes for an uncertain future, but most found solace in the thought that any place was better than the dark shadow cast by the mafia.
The mafia attempted to retaliate, threatening the migrants and forbidding their departure. But a single, blinding bolt of lightning—Logan's declaration of defiance—struck the heart of the largest mafia family's territory, sinking it beneath the waves. Morgans captured the event in his newspaper, and the message was clear: Octagon Island was protected by powers beyond comprehension.
From then on, no one dared to obstruct civilians seeking refuge. The mafia families, and all those who sought to intimidate the people, were paralyzed by fear. They knew that Octagon Island's guardians wielded a power that could erase them in an instant.
Three years passed, and the Octagon Island Kingdom's foundation had solidified. People from all walks of life had come together, building a society rooted in freedom and equality. Neither Luffy nor Logan sought rulership; instead, they entrusted the position to Nefertari Vivi, the compassionate princess of Alabasta. Her royal lineage and dedication to justice made her an ideal leader for this burgeoning kingdom.
Vivi's popularity among Alabasta's people only grew as she helped oversee the kingdom's construction, and soon, she became the beloved figurehead of Octagon Island's government.
Two years after its establishment, even the Revolutionary Army and remnants of the Marines pledged loyalty to Octagon Island, transforming it into a powerful force for peace.
A decade later, piracy had faded into obscurity. From the heart of Octagon Island, a new order of peace extended across the world. Islands once torn by strife now stood united, and the age-old dream of freedom finally became reality.
This peace was not born from treaties or words but from strength and sacrifice. The world knew that Octagon Island, backed by the Straw Hat Pirates, would protect its values at all costs. The kingdom was a shining core of hope, inspiring all who came to its shores to leave behind the past and embrace a brighter future.
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