At this ti, deep beneath the sea at a depth of ten thousand ters, Fish-Man Island stood as a legendary haven.
The Flying Pirates had finally managed to land on Fish-Man Island after a terrifying ordeal. They had barely escaped annihilation at the hands of a massive Sea King. If it weren’t for Shiki the Golden Lion unconsciously awakening his Conqueror’s Haki in a mont of despair—shocking the Sea King into submission—their entire crew would have been devoured.
"Sure enough, mastering Haki is the key to becoming a true powerhouse in this world," Shiki muttered, still catching his breath.
“That was way too close. So this is the power of Conqueror’s Haki—the ability to impose one’s will upon all things. Hahaha! I truly have the qualifications of a king!"
Shiki the Golden Lion laughed wildly, thrilled by his own awakening. He grabbed his newly acquired Den Den Mushi and typed out a ssage.
[No. 36: I awakened my Conqueror’s Haki today! From now on, I stand among the world's strongest!!]
Feeling even more accomplished, Shiki stashed the Den Den Mushi away and strode toward the heart of Fish-Man Island, eager to explore the legendary undersea kingdom.
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Grand Line – Aboard the Oro Jackson
"Hahaha! Rayleigh, look! The News Coo actually sent a gift! And it’s addressed to Gol D. Roger! Even the Marines write my na as Gold Roger on my wanted poster. I wonder who actually used my real na?"
Roger’s excitent was through the roof as he eagerly unwrapped the mysterious package, his curiosity piqued.
"Roger, be careful!" Rayleigh warned, watching his reckless captain handle the package with barely a hint of caution. "It could be a trap set by the Marines."
"Relax! I can hear sothing alive inside. It’s definitely not dangerous," Roger reassured him.
At 25 years old, Roger had been sailing the Grand Line for several years, gradually honing a unique ability with his Observation Haki—a rare trait that allowed him to hear voices beyond the range of normal perception. This ability also gave him a sense of good and evil, helping him determine the nature of what he encountered.
Carefully, Roger lifted the box's lid, revealing a sleeping Den Den Mushi, a handful of leaves, and a small instruction manual.
Rayleigh picked up the manual and began reading aloud:
**[This Den Den Mushi is gifted to those strong individuals who are beloved by the tides of fate. Users must not reveal their true identities or provoke others. If these rules are broken, the Den Den Mushi will lose its function permanently. Communication should remain peaceful, focusing on the exchange of knowledge and the discovery of the world’s secrets.
The screen allows for text-based communication. Scroll up to view ssage history.
Note: The Den Den Mushi’s screen ti depends on the quality of the leaves it consus. High-energy leaves, such as those from the Yarukiman Mangrove, Sunlight Tree Eve, or Treasure Tree Adam, will allow for longer usage. Find them on your own.]**
"A Dong Den Mushi, huh? Let's see how this thing works."
Roger eagerly turned on the small screen connected to the Den Den Mushi, his excitent growing as he spotted the most recent ssage.
[No. 36: I awakened my Conqueror’s Haki today! From now on, I stand among the world's strongest!!]
Roger scrolled up, his expression quickly turning serious.
Im has lived for 800 years? Even the Marine Admirals appeared in these logs? Three types of Haki? Rocks… the overlord of the New World? Supernova Golden Lion?!
Jabba, who had been observing from the side, furrowed his brows. "Captain, look at No. 18's ssage. They’re asking about Golden Lion… You think it could be him?"
Rayleigh also had a contemplative look. "Roger, we’re about to enter the New World, right? What exactly is this ‘three-types of Haki’ thing? Your ability to sense the future—is that also a type of Haki?"
"Hahaha! Since this is supposed to be a peaceful exchange, let's just ask!"
Roger, now fully intrigued, grabbed the Den Den Mushi and carefully typed a ssage, making sure his handwriting was neat enough not to embarrass himself.
[No. 55: Can anyone explain what the three types of Haki are?]
"Hahaha! Let’s see if any strong folks are lurking in here!" Roger laughed, his excitent growing.
At that mont, Brook, who had just finished training and was taking a break, noticed the ssage. His eyes lit up with excitent—so the one asking was none other than Roger, the son of this era!
Brook imdiately responded.
**[No. 5: Another rookie? Alright, listen up. The three types of Haki are:
1. Observation Haki: This allows you to sense the presence, strength, and emotions of others. If trained to a high level, it can even let you predict an opponent’s next move before they make it.
2. Armant Haki: This lets you create an invisible armor around yourself for both defense and offense. It can be used to counteract Devil Fruit abilities, even allowing you to land hits on Logia-type users.
3. Conqueror’s Haki: This is a rare ability that only one in a million possesses. It allows you to assert your willpower over others, knocking out the weak or even disrupting the minds of the strong.
Most people can learn the first two with training, but Conqueror’s Haki? You either have it, or you don’t. And once you reach the limit of your training, the only way to advance is through real battle.
Oh, and by the way—each Haki has advanced techniques, but those are far beyond what rookies like you can handle.]**
Rayleigh’s eyes glead as he quickly took the Den Den Mushi from Roger and typed:
[No. 55: Is there a way to train these abilities?]
On Fish-Man Island, Shiki stared at the screen, feeling like he was on the verge of unlocking a great power.
But Brook's response was brutal.
[No. 5: You want it for free? Fat chance!!]
Both Shiki and Roger’s crews felt their hearts drop.
Then—black screen.
Golden Lion panicked and imdiately fed his Den Den Mushi so leaves. anwhile, Roger’s crew scrambled to check the instruction manual, fearing that the device had died. Relief ca when they found out it had simply run out of energy and needed to rest.
Luckily, the gift box contained so leaves to recharge it. But from now on, they would need to find high-energy leaves on their own.
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New World
Charlotte Linlin, now a towering 16-year-old, had begun to shed the excess weight of her childhood, growing into a terrifyingly powerful figure. When she saw the gift box from the News Coo, she was thrilled. But the man beside her, Streusen, wasn’t as pleased.
Linlin’s eyes sparkled as she read the words on the package:
"To Linlin, a gift from Mother Carl."
She ripped open the box, revealing a Den Den Mushi, communicator, leaves, and an instruction manual. Unlike Roger’s, this one had been written in Carl’s tone.
"It’s a gift from Mama! She’s still watching over !" Linlin cooed, gently stroking the Den Den Mushi as if it were family.
"Lingling! This is a trick! Destroy it now!"
Streusen lunged at the Den Den Mushi with his sword—
"HOW DARE YOU?!"
Linlin's eyes flared red as she unleashed a devastating shockwave, sending Streusen flying.
"NO ONE TOUCHES A GIFT FROM MAMA!!!"
The sheer force of her outburst cracked the ground beneath her feet…
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Fortunately, the Den Den Mushi was protected by the power of Charlotte Linlin's Soul-Soul Fruit; otherwise, it would have been blown to pieces on the spot.
Ignoring the damaged baguette, she read the instructions written by Sister Carl again, though she didn’t recognize the handwriting.
"Is this a Den Den Mushi? Sister Carl is inside too? Don’t reveal my identity easily? Are we playing hide-and-seek or guessing riddles? Sounds fun!"
Charlotte Linlin picked up the Den Den Mushi’s small screen, carefully looking at the information, though she wasn’t really interested in reading it.
Suddenly, another private ssage popped up.
[Carl: Linlin, how have you been lately? Take good care of yourself!]
The towering Charlotte Linlin split off a bit of her soul and turned a pen into a Homie, letting it write on the screen as she wished.
[No. 43: Sister, are you okay? Where are you now? I miss you so much!]
[Carl: I’m on an isolated island, at the newly rebuilt Sheep’s House. There’s no need to co see for now—the ocean currents here only cycle once every ten years. Promise you’ll take care of yourself before I co back.]
[No. 43: Sister, you're still as kind as ever! I’ll wait for you and your friends!]
[Carl: Don't let anyone harm the Den Den Mushi. If anyone even dares suggest it, they must never co near it again. Otherwise, we won’t be able to talk for another ten years!]
[No. 43: Sister, I’ll protect this Den Den Mushi! No one will harm it! You have to talk to every day from now on—I’ll miss you!]
[Carl: I need to take care of the others now. You take care too.]
[No. 43: Okay, Sister! Go ahead!]
As the Den Den Mushi screen darkened, the first thing Charlotte Linlin thought of was to find leaves from the legendary Treasure Tree Adam to feed this delicate Den Den Mushi.
Just then, Streusen finally ca running back, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth. When he saw Linlin, he smiled and asked kindly if she had finished talking with Carl. But inside, he was furious. His tool—his key to ruling the seas—was about to be stolen from him.
"Hmph!" Charlotte Linlin shot Streusen a glare, unwilling to be friendly to soone who dared to harm her precious Den Den Mushi.
"Linlin, it’s my fault. I was just worried you might be deceived. Let’s go find Sister Carl together," Streusen said, forcing a smile.
I have to expose this fraud, he thought bitterly.
"No need. I’ll discuss it with the nun. Right now, go find Treasure Tree Adam!"
"Linlin, are you planning to use Treasure Tree Adam to build a ship? Are you finally giving up on finding the nun? Are you really going to beco a pirate?"
Streusen’s eyes glead with excitent. He was tired of wandering around searching for people. Linlin was strong—she should be out there conquering territory, becoming a ruler!
"I said I want to find Treasure Tree Adam!!"
Charlotte Linlin’s gaze made Streusen swallow hard. Without hesitation, he started leading the way to gather information.
anwhile, Brook had just finished his own one-on-one chat with Charlotte Linlin. It was exhausting—having to pretend to be soone else the entire ti.
---
On this day, sothing strange happened aboard the Lion-Man Pirates’ ship. A News Coo had actually delivered a package specifically for Edward Newgate, drawing suspicious stares from the captain and the other officers.
Could it be a trap from the World Governnt?
Annoyed by their reactions, Newgate angrily opened the box in front of everyone.
"Edward Newgate, from the family of the Sphinx."
The 22-year-old Newgate looked at those words with a complicated expression. Suddenly, he didn’t want anyone else to see what was inside.
Clenching his teeth, he opened the box fully and found a Den Den Mushi, so leaves, and an instruction manual.
Everyone eyed it suspiciously—was this so kind of spy’s Den Den Mushi?
After Newgate swore several tis that he had no ties to the World Governnt, the crew finally dropped their suspicions and focused on reading the instructions.
"A strong man favored by fate? Don’t reveal your identity?"
The manual also explained how to use the Den Den Mushi and how to take care of it.
Picking up the small screen, Newgate browsed through past ssages, reading shocking information he decided to keep to himself.
But the biggest mystery still haunted him—who were his family in the Sphinx? Did he have relatives back ho?
"Captain, Newgate is getting stronger and stronger. Even you can’t do anything to him! Now a News Coo is delivering gifts to him for no reason. We have to be careful!"
One of the officers whispered to Captain Lion-Man Ryan, his eyes filled with resentnt and jealousy.
Newgate had gotten his hands on a Devil Fruit a few weeks ago. Initially, everyone had mocked it, saying it only made his fists vibrate weakly. But now? He could easily shatter massive rocks. His strength was already close to Lion-Man Ryan’s, who wielded the Lion-Lion Fruit.
Ryan also looked at his longti crewmate with mixed feelings. Newgate was fearless in battle, but he didn’t care about treasure—sothing that made him seem like a weirdo among pirates. What kind of pirate didn’t love treasure?
The problem was, if a crew mber’s strength surpassed the captain’s, the entire crew’s power dynamic changed. Even if Newgate had no intention of betrayal, Ryan had to be cautious.
You never know. It’s better to be prepared than caught off guard.
"Newgate, have you ever thought about going off on your own?" Ryan asked, watching Newgate closely.
If Newgate really wanted to strike out on his own, Ryan would rather help him leave than risk a coup later. That was the brutal reality of the New World—either step down or be taken down.
"Captain, what are you implying? Are you questioning my loyalty?"
Newgate’s expression darkened. He had always fought at the frontlines, taking the most risks, never asking for more than his fair share of the loot. And now, just because of a single Den Den Mushi, he was being tested like this?
To be honest, he was still too naive. The Den Den Mushi was just an excuse—his rapidly growing strength was the real reason Ryan was wary.
"Of course not! I just thought you might want to chase your own dream! Haha~" Ryan forced out a laugh.
Newgate sighed, walking off to a quiet corner. His Den Den Mushi was still lit up, but he hesitated. He didn’t know who the "family of the Sphinx" were. He couldn’t reveal his identity either.
Finally, he decided to send a ssage.
[No. 50: Hello everyone, is it strange for a pirate not to care about treasure?]
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