I was reborn and became a cannonball in the war. At the moment when Akainu's lava fist was about to swallow Fire Fist Ace, I used all the strength of "Bangsheng" to roll three inches toward the joint of fate. It was these three insignificant inches that allowed the fatal punch to pass by, causing the script of "death" to be suddenly rewritten. However, the price of changing major nodes also comes - my consciousness is constantly flowing in countless "containers", from cannonballs to pans, from telephone bugs to navigation charts... I am trapped in all things, watching, witnessing, and quietly stirring the great unknown route that Ace survived because of.
