In the year 1520 of the Hainan calendar, I became the humblest naval clerk in Rogge Town with a "plot replicator" that can simulate the future.
Heading to war? The Secret Treasure of the Four Emperors? A hundred years of blank time? This world has no secrets from me.
But I know that spoilers are fun for a while, but facing the killing game between Yimu and Wulaoxing is the most difficult thing in hell.
So, I chose a crazier path - sending the navy fleet when Nami was desperate, intercepting Hook Lockdale's conspiracy in Alabasta, predicting the future in the desperate situation of Judiciary Island, and counter-killing CP9!
When the smoke of war filled the sky and everyone was red-eyed, I had only one goal: to save the seriously injured "Diamond" Jozi before the white group.
The Warring States Period regarded me as a cancer, Morgans called me "the black hand manipulating fate", and the Revolutionary Army Dorag became dangerously curious about my ideas.
I don't want to be a hero, nor do I want to be a hero. I just want to use these eyes that can see into the future to create a new order where pirates need to have a license to rob and civilians can sail with dignity.
Until that day, my wanted poster was hung in front of the Void Throne alongside Luffy and Blackbeard. Im's eyes penetrated for hundreds of years, and for the first time, they were filled with cold doubts.
"The man who tried to constrain the sea with rules... Must be erased."
And I stood at the top of the new world, facing the sweeping fleet of Gods, and just smiled and clicked on the final copy of the highest difficulty in the simulator.
