The noisy island regained its usual calm, as if it didn't care about the agitation of the previous day, just waiting for the sunrise and sunset, oblivious to everything else.
The next morning, Doflamingo, having finally had his revenge, woke up and sat lazily in bed, not feeling particularly happy. He remembered everything that had happened the day before:
"Doflamingo, you demon! Kill me! Kill me!" The voices, once strong, slowly turned into whispers, until nothing more was heard. The man's soul was already dead, like a lifeless body. His last words vanished into the air.
"Fufufufu, what a boring game. Is that all the fun you can give me?" Doflamingo felt no pity for the man, but rather disdain. "Blame yourself, then. You are too weak. Your ability is insufficient to kill me. You can only cry helplessly, shedding tears on the ground. Fufufufu! This world is like this: the strongest survive, the iron law. Either I eat you, or you eat me."
"Fufufufu, this is truly a beautiful world!"
"Let's go! Towards our future!"
On the other side, without the slightest attachment, Rosinante fled from hell, stumbling and suffering countless hardships. Finally, he received destiny's call, finding his adoptive father—the current Admiral Sengoku, the Buddha. Perhaps it was indeed destiny, tracing two different paths for the brothers: one in paradise, the other in hell.
Clearing the memories of the previous day, Doflamingo did not cling to the newly won glory. He deeply understood his own weakness. Aware of the great crime he had committed, Doflamingo knew that the Navy would act. Now, he didn't even have the power to protect himself; he was just a small beginner. The top priority was to increase his strength, accumulate resources, and delay his rise to power.
"Those big names in the Navy probably won't pay attention to a nobody like me. With Roger, Shiki, and others serving as my shield, I'll develop calmly. Fufufufu, World Nobles, World Government, I will make you regret it!" Doflamingo composed himself and, without wasting time, began his daily training.
In the Navy, at Marineford, in the office of the current Fleet Admiral Kong.
"Sengoku, why did you go out and come back with a child? Don't tell me he's your bastard son?" Garp was sitting nearby, eating rice crackers and speaking maliciously.
"Garp, can't you be serious for one minute? Speaking of which, you stole my rice crackers again!" Sengoku had veins popping on his forehead, visibly irritated, but resigned. "This is my adopted son, Rosinante."
Fleet Admiral Kong and Vice Admiral Tsuru watched the two old quarrelsome men exchange barbs, doing nothing.
"Enough. The situation at sea is still uncertain, and the number of pirates is increasing. Our pressure is growing steadily. Having more talents join the Navy is good. With the arrival of these three monsters, justice will certainly prevail. They are the future of the Navy."
Upon hearing Fleet Admiral Kong speak, Garp and Sengoku stopped arguing and became serious.
"Sakasuki, Borsalino, Kuzan… With them, we will also be able to breathe a little. But the trash at sea is getting bigger and bigger. The new generation needs to grow up quickly," Sengoku expressed, hopefully.
"The New World has been in an uproar long enough, and the Four Seas will also lose their peace. Recently, all the inhabitants of an island in North Blue were killed."
"How could such a terrible incident happen? Was it the work of pirates?" asked Fleet Admiral Kong.
"It seems that a resident named Noen massacred the entire island. I heard that, in the end, he committed suicide out of guilt," Sengoku said in a low voice.
It turns out that Rosinante, who had gone through many hardships, found Sengoku on a mission. Regarding the terrible events on the island, Corazon did not reveal the truth. Perhaps it was out of guilt, or perhaps out of still harboring love for his brother.
"This matter is closed. The most important thing now is the New World. Shiki and Roger are our biggest obstacles at the moment," said Fleet Admiral Kong. "Just reinforce protection in the Four Seas."
Garp and Sengoku looked at each other, the thirst for battle evident in their eyes, and then laughed loudly: "For justice!"
Vice Admiral Tsuru, observing the scene, smiled slightly.
The New World: the nightmare of pirates, the paradise of the strong.
At this stage, Roger, full of fighting spirit, caused trouble everywhere, living carefree. He clashed with various powerful adversaries, interpreting life as he wished. For Roger, being a pirate meant freedom, without shackles. These two words perfectly defined his life.
On the other side, Grand Admiral Shiki, of the Flying Pirates Crew, was also ambitious. To dominate the world, he strived to expand his power, preparing the ground for his future supremacy.
The Whitebeard Pirates Crew was having a family meeting, "adopting" several sons.
The Big Mom Pirates Crew, Big Mom, was also striving to have more children.
As for Kaido, of the Beasts Pirates Crew, no one knew where he was hiding. He was probably waging a battle of wits against Gecko Moria.
Countless pirates headed to the New World, one after another, in search of the position of king.
Doflamingo, after finishing his training, thought about the current situation of the New World. No matter how much he wished to be there, for now, he could only sigh with frustration.
"Slow and steady. The Four Sea Legends (future Yonko) who will be world-famous still don't have great notoriety. I will use this time to catch up to them one by one. New era, here I come – Doflamingo!"
Damn it, the determined look was still hidden by his glasses. Doflamingo, with firm steps, advanced towards the new era.
On the soft coast, a trail of footprints remained, declaring that someone had been there. The waves will come...
The long current of time will eventually eliminate the weak. The new era will naturally have new heirs. Ahead, is the new era. The Great Pirate Era will finally begin.