When I woke up, I was dressed as the most hated species in "One Piece" - the Celestial Dragon.
There is a bubble mask above his head, he holds the power of life and death in his hands, there are wailing slaves at his feet, and behind him are eight hundred years of privilege.
I know that Fisher Tiger will free the slaves, I know that Doflamingo will kill his parents, I know that Luffy will punch Charlos away, and I even know who is sitting on the throne of the void...
But, I can't say anything.
Because at this moment, I am the "evil" itself and the source of all tragedies in this sea.
My golden finger quietly arrived - [Fate Simulator].
[Simulation starts: You were suspected by CP0 because you sympathized with the slaves, and died in an "accident" three days later.
[Simulation starts: You try to change the fate of a certain country, attracting the attention of the Five Old Stars, and the entire clan is liquidated.
[Simulation begins: You inform Whitebeard Ace's fate in advance, the navy's layout changes, the war gets out of control, and the world collapses in advance...]
Simulation after simulation, death again and again. I can only look for the only way to survive among countless bad endings.
I learned to dance wearing a mask in the machinations of the Holy Land, using the excuse of "boring" to improve the treatment of slaves, using the name of "research" to pry into the historical truth, and under every seemingly random move, I planted the seeds of overturning the world.
They see me as a member of their own species obsessed with pleasure, CP0 sees me as a troublesome but non-threatening young master, and the Navy sees me as a generous patron.
None of them knew that I was weaving a huge web in secret.
When I rescued the murloc slave, I was thinking about the future mermaid island alliance;
When I was financing that ailing kingdom, I was thinking of disintegration
