The Central Palace is now filled with Warrior Commanders from various Beast Kingdoms as well as a few from the three Magical Kingdoms that recently emerged when the Valley of Xavaria was opened.

The Peacekeeper is sitting on his chair, calm as always. His presence is reassuring the doubtful Warrior Commanders while they wait for the High Princes to arrive along with the Princesses.

No, they're no longer just mere Human Princesses mated to High Princes, they are now High Princesses in their own right - by birthright.

The shock from what they witnessed during the Sacred Midnight did not die down, although they are slowly processing the idea of the Rareborn Princess being gone and left her children to fight the war that was predicted by the seers centuries ago.

"The princesses are arriving." One of the Warrior Commanders announced and all eyes are on the princesses. Ann's fire is still all over the place, hence Marco turned himself as a barrier to prevent the fire from touching anyone nearby.

High Prince Kidd is holding Sab's hand using his left hand while his right arm is wrapped around her shoulder as if to calm her from. Surely, the trees nearby are reacting to any fluctuations of her emotions, just proving how much magical power she has stored in her.

Surprisingly, Luffia is calm, with no fluctuations of magic around her.

Or at least they thought there's none. Little did they know that the waves of the ocean are unstable, constantly rising every minute, whirlpools are appearing all over the place and the monsters lurking deep down the ocean are emerging, startling Fishmen nearby.

Rayleigh stands up to meet the Princesses. The High Princes are still wary of him because of what he did. His aura is surrounded by deep mystery. His smiles make it seem like he's friendly, but there's more to the sparks written in his eyes, or at least that's how the High Princes view him as.

"Uncle..." Sab was the first one to call out.

"Why don't you all sit down so I can explain what is happening?"

They did, but they sat as far away as they can from the Warrior Commanders in case their powers will go out of control once again.

Rayleigh's eyes surveyed the princesses. He smiles with sadness in his eyes upon remembering that his friends are no longer here.

"It's hard that the King and Queen gave me the final orders to do this." He starts, eyes look like they are reminiscing. "It's harder than I thought it is. As you know, your mother is not a human. She's the Rareborn Princess from the stories that you thought was a myth, a woman whose ancestry is way deeper than any Royalty ever. A mixture of the three Magical Kingdoms. You remember the story about Elissar and Othorion, do you not?"

"Yes. We do. She always tells us about it." Ann answered.

"The prophecy is that Al Draig was broken when Ellisar and Othorion were born and in Ellisar's bloodline is where Al Draig will be passed down onto, or at least one of his descendants will carry it. He has two bloodlines. One was Xavaria who escaped in the Valley with her human mate while the other remained in Raftel. Your mother was descended from the latter."

All of them are carefully listening to what Rayleigh is saying. Most of the Warrior Commanders already know the story of how the Rareborn Princess was descended from Ellisar's bloodline that stayed in Raftel. Yet, they fail to understand why Rayleigh will emphasize this.

"Everyone thought that Xavaria and her mate died in the valley. But it's wrong. She's the only one who died there, but her son and her mate escaped into the human realm."

Everyone gasped.

"And in that bloodline is where your father is descended. Your father is also a carrier of Al Draig. For centuries, Xavaria's bloodline stayed low, away from Raftel, away from the enemies that harbor evil intentions in that power. They may have been away from Raftel, but they continue to pass down the knowledge from one generation to another. It may have been a curse or a misfortune, but in that bloodline, there had only been two occasions where that bloodline had more than one child. Your grandfather knew that the prophecy is near which is why they built Cresta right next to Raftel after the Kingdom of Crussia was destroyed."

There was a silence that followed Rayleigh's words. He does not speak more, opting to let the information sink in their heads. After all, it is not every day that one person will find out that their parents are not what they think they are.

"So, both our parents have Al Draig?" Sab asks.

"Yes. For the first time in history, two people mated and both possess powers beyond imaginable. When your mother found out that she's pregnant, she and your father decided to give birth in the Valley of Xavaria. When you two were born, what happened was phenomenal, at least that is what Alamir told me." Rayleigh said.

"Didn't Alamir die centuries ago?" Kidd can't help but ask.

"He died, physically, but his spirit remains bound to Raftel. Because he's waiting. He's waiting for the right time." As he answered, Rayleigh's eyes darted to the three princesses. "He was one of the witnesses when the twins were born. First, it was Ann. You were born with the power of Verid and to everyone's surprise, the Firebird's spirit emerged from the stone of Verid."

The Warrior Commanders gasped upon hearing it. Ann looked around, wondering why it was shocking to them.

"Is there anything special with that?" She asks Marco.

"Well, Firebird is a legend, a myth in the history of Verid. Veridians are Fire Faeries, often depicted as angels of fire, but since it was founded, the Firebird is their guardian, or more like their source of fire, yoi. It's a spirit of fire from the depths of hell. Its fire serves as the source of punishment to those who are sent for Eternal punishment."

She doesn't fully understand what could that mean, but judging on the stares coming from the Warrior Commanders around, it is a power feared by many.

"The first High King of Verid used to possess that spirit." Whitebeard added. "When he faded, the spirit is said to have hidden into the depths of hell, still producing a source of fire for Verid, but for it to emerge..." He trails off, his voice is grim as if looking at the idea as a premonition of something worse.

"It seems that when the twins were born, not only Verid's spirit rose, so as the legendary nine-tailed fox." Rayleigh looked at Sab. "You were blessed with the power of Huidel."

"It baffles me that we are twins yet, we carry powers from different Kingdoms. That should not be the case, is it?"

"It is true..." A familiar voice resonated in their ears. A light emerged right next to Luffia, taking everyone's attention.

"Ah! That voice!" Luffia screamed.

"It is I, Alamir, your mere servant, Your Highness." Alamir bowed to the Princesses. "I am the voice that you heard when you stepped in Raftel. It's been years since the last time I saw you three. I was there when Her Majesty gave birth."

"If you were there, tell us why our mother did this. Why seal our powers? Why hide everything? She could have - " Ann stops herself when she felt her powers going out of control again. She internally curses at the fire emerging from her core. It doesn't burn her, but she knows it's hot enough to burn anyone to splinters.

"She sealed it knowing it will bring harm to her children should Akainu and Teach know that you exist. And for twins to have been born, wielding Al Draig and the phenomenon that we witnessed when you two were born, she must be cautious." Alamir answered. "It is unheard to have twins to be blessed by different Kingdom's powers, alas, it happened. Then, Luffia was born."

All eyes are on Luffia this time. If anything, their expectations have risen as to what may entail with the revelation.

"I remember your mother often had a hard time carrying you. The waters are in turmoil in the months that you were in her womb. When you were born, you were blessed by the magical power of Daerene, your roots. And just like your sisters, you were blessed with Al Draig."

Zoro is frowning because of the way the dead seer talks. It's as if there's more to it than he lets on.

Alamir looked at Rayleigh, asking permission to continue. He may be a seer, but the King and Queen entrusted Rayleigh to guide the High Princesses. It is a must to get his permission before proceeding. When the old man nodded, Alamir looked back at Luffia.

"You must be hearing voices, do you not?"

"Yes. When we were in Thousand Sunny Ship. At the coast as well, I keep hearing all of them. Different voices."

"Do you still hear them?"

Luffia thinks for a while before answering.

"No, it is quiet."

"It is quiet because they are waiting for you to talk to them. Many Raftelians know that Al Draig is an ancient power, but even amongst the legendary power that built Raftel centuries ago in the time of the first High Kings and High Queens, there's one power that is never passed down. The power to command."

Everyone is trying hard to remember what Alamir could be talking to, but they cannot recall anything more powerful than Al Draig.

Only the High Princes seem to have an idea of what it is, but even with the knowledge available to Royalties, it's not enough to affirm what it was.

"Are you perhaps talking about Poseidon?" Robin asks.

"It seems you have an idea of what it was, Half-Born. To answer your question, yes. I am referring to that power born to the First High Queen of Daerene. Whilst the First High King wields Al Draig, the High Queen is known as Poseidon. It is the power to command Sea Kings hiding in the ocean that even Fishmen fear. The voices you heard are their voices, Your Highness."

Luffia has to blink a few times to process the words properly.

"Sea Monsters?!" She exclaimed.

"Wait, are they not enemies?" A Fishman named Namur asks, his hands are shaking at the thought of the monsters lurking in the deep sea. Even with the prowess that Fishmen carries underwater, they still have creatures that they fear.

Amongst them are Krakens and the Sea Kings.

There's an unspoken rule amongst Fishmen. If you ever encounter a Kraken or a Sea King, swim as fast as you can. They lost count of how many times their kin came home injured because they encountered creatures that do not listen to reason and won't hesitate to attack anyone who may come close to them.

"Kraken... Kraken..." Luffia is muttering as if she's remembering a memory that is long forgotten. "Do they look like an octopus?"

Alamir is baffled at the question while Rayleigh snorts at the question. Despite the severity of the topic, only Luffia manages to lighten the mood by just asking a silly question like this.

"Yes. They resemble an octopus." Rayleigh answered.

"Oh! I might have seen one before. I named it Surume! But I can't seem to remember when."

"Your mother may have erased that memory. Regardless, that power is dangerous. It can destroy the world. Now, you understand why it is a must to seal all of your powers."

"I do not understand this. Why seal it when they could have hidden here in Raftel, or Xavaria?" Kidd asks. "Think about it. Wouldn't it have been better if they are not sealed from the very beginning?"

"If they didn't seal it and Akainu knew about the High Princesses' powers, the war would have been ignited before they are ready to face it. The Magical Creatures are still healing from the curse that Teach placed in them. It took decades before they managed to gain back their strength." Rayleigh faced Kidd. "Had the war been ignited before they have the strength to wield it, even with just the Beasts united to fight against Akainu, it would be a lost cause. Everyone will die. For all we know, they could have curses to counter the beasts."

Kidd is about to refute but the more he thinks about it, the more everything makes sense.

If Rauscher took the Princesses to Raftel when they were children, Akainu will launch an all-out war. The idea of losing Sab sends him into a fit of anger and at the same time, he's thankful for Rauscher for deciding to seal the powers of her daughters.

"Why didn't they bring them here earlier?" It was Zoro's voice. He is still pissed that Rauscher sealed his memories or more like she stole them, but given the circumstances at that time, he finally understands that she must take drastic measures to protect her children.

"They intend to do it, but Akainu attacked." Rayleigh can still remember his argument with Roger at that time. They would have won had it not been for Roger and Rouge's decision to throw the fight. With Roger's battle prowess, they can win the war, but this will risk exposing the secret that Cresta's Royal Family kept for centuries - the secret of being descendants of Xavaria. "And maybe fate has its terms. It is said that we all have to wait for them. Now, I finally understand what it meant. It meant to wait for them."

"They are what we were waiting for. They are going to lead the Magical Kingdoms back to its glory, a feat that High Queen Rauscher protected all these years." The words coming from Alamir are filled with hope and excitement. Finally, he can witness the prophecy that sealed his fate centuries ago.

For the ancient powers of the Magical Kingdom to be awakened only at the birth of the Princesses, it can only mean that fate decided this.

"Do they have to die like that just for this shitty prophecy to happen?" Ann's voice quivered. She does not care about the prophecy at all or what powers she has now. What she cares about are her parents.

"Fate is such a strange thing, Your Highness. Personally, we would have been happy to see the High King and High Queen with us till the war has been won, yet, we cannot control fate. Nothing is controllable." Ann scoffs at Alamir's words, unwilling to accept the situation.

"With your powers unsealed, the three of you must learn as quick as you can how to control them." Rayleigh stands up from his seat to approach the three of them. "Your powers are out of control. I will teach you how to use them just like I promised to your parents."

"I've been meaning to ask this, yoi." Marco spoke before any of them can answer Rayleigh. "Just who are you? You're human, yet you possess Al Draig."

His voice is stern, ver suspicious of the old man whose strength he knows is far higher than an ordinary human. For the High Princes, just looking at Rayleigh gives them a feeling that he's far stronger than most of the Warrior Commanders.

"I am a quarter." Rayleigh answered confidently. "You could say that I am descended from Ellisar's bloodline. My ancestors were from Raftel, until one time when one of them deserted and married a human. My mother's a Halfborn and mated with my human father."

"How were you acquainted with Rauscher's mate?" Kidd asked.

"Ah, Roger, you mean? Well, you can say that he found me drifting on a boat when he was lost one time. He instantly knew I possessed it. You can say that he awakened the sleeping Al Draig in me, so to say."

None of them understands what he meant but for the Rareborn Princess and his mate to trust their children with him, he must be someone trustworthy.

"I know you have your doubts, but I must take the three of them to the Valley of Xavaria. As they are, their powers will harm than do good. They must learn how to control them." Rayleigh sounds as if he does not want to take no for an answer, not even from the Royalties.

"We will accompany them, yoi." Marco stands up, contesting the look that Rayleigh is giving them. There is no way he will leave Ann at the hands of anyone else, even if they are an ally. She needs him more than ever.

The two High Princes thought the same, nodding to Marco's words.

"Fine."

"In the absence of the High Princes, all Warrior Commanders must be on alert. With the emergence of the Magical Kingdoms from the Valley, there is no doubt that this information has reached Akainu's ears. We cannot slack at all." Whitebeard's warning is taken with seriousness.

Now that all cards have been revealed, it seems the war will take place anytime soon.

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A loud crash echoed in the dark walls of the room. The table shattered to pieces along with the glasses on top of them.

The creatures sitting on the chairs surrounding the table are unbothered by the table shattering, yet their faces grew grim upon hearing the news.

"Three of them... Three!" Akainu shouted and the tone of his voice sounds like a growl from an angry beast.

To say he is angry is an understatement.

"To think that Roger and Rauscher devised such a plan, unthinkable indeed." Even Teach who is usually laughing is now mirroring the same expression as Akainu's.

"Even in her death she still haunts me." Akainu sits back, eyes are looking at the dark sky visible in the open windows. "I should have killed them when I had the chance."

"Why not kill them when we attack in two days? Does it matter?" Big Mom continues to eat her fill with the food served earlier. She managed to save the delicacies even before Akainu shattered the table.

"They do not have anyone they can rely on to control the powers they were born with. Besides, if you ask me, the stronger they are, the more fulfilling it is to crush them to death." Kaido laughs so hard that his voice resonated with the entirety of the palace they are occupying.

"This is no laughing matter! You underestimate the power of Al Draig far too much."

"We do not." Big Mom's voice is now stern. "We knew full well how that power works having experienced it ourselves centuries ago. If you do not have the will to resist the power, you are doomed, but if your will is as strong as your power, you can withstand it."

"Our forces are enough to crush them." Avalo Pizarro chuckles, belittling Akainu's panic over the news that they heard. "Ancient powers are outdated, don't you think? They are not like the First High Kings and High Queens."

"I must agree with Akainu." The voice hiding in the dark said. "You are underestimating them. Do you not know that they have someone named Rayleigh by their side and not only is he a man worthy of respect, he also possesses Al Draig."

Akainu looks at the man hiding in the shadows, his ears, and mouth in Raftel.

"A human?!"

When he found out about Rauscher's whereabouts, he made sure to investigate who the allies of Cresta are.

And one name always comes up - Silvers Rayleigh.

At first, Akainu is hesitant because that name is nowhere to be found in the history of the Human Realm. As if his existence is like a bubble, it disappeared and reappeared right next to Gol D. Roger, the King of Cresta.

They say his intellect is valued, the brains behind Cresta's success.

Who could have thought that he is also a wielder of Al Draig?

"He is a quarter according to him, someone descended from Ellisar's bloodline. The princesses are direct descendants of Xavaria, and the three possess Ancient powers that you may want to hear."

"Ancient power of Daerene! But how?! Rauscher! She must have known a way to get these powers. If not, Roger! Damn them!"

"Not only the powers of Daerene but the powers of the powers born to the first Royalties of Huidel and Verid. Imagine the powers the three of them possess. This is why they must be eliminated at all cost."

"Striking them when they least expect it will guarantee our win. I can imagine that the three of them are still adjusting to their powers. There's no way they will have control over it in a matter of days. Zehahaha!"

"We cannot kill the three of them yet. We need them. But their mates, I am sure you all can take care of them just fine." Akainu is looking at Kaido, Big Mom, and all others that they helped escape the prison.

"I will deal with Whitebeard. It's been centuries since I've had to settle on his debt. This time, he will not be leaving the battlefield alive!" Kaido smashed the wine bottle he's been drinking, a wide smile graced his face at the prospect of fighting Whitebeard again.

"Hmp. Just don't come crying when he defeats you again!" Big Mom sneers. "As for me, well, I will have my fun killing that Phoenix."

"Fighting them one on one may not work. We have to make sure they are killed at all costs. We have enough soldiers to distract the Warrior Commanders from interfering in the fight." San Juan Wolf added.

"Oh, you do not have to worry about anyone interfering. I will make sure that no one will be able to interfere when we kill them. Zehahaha!"

Their plans look flawless, but Akainu still cannot help but worry. There is a lot of information that they do not know about the Ancient Powers. True, they can be found in the books, but as to what those powers can do, it is not clear at all.

That may be the case, he is still fairly confident that they can end Raftel down to its roots.

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Now that they gained access to the Valley, the place is not any different than Raftel, or at least that is what the High Princes see.

Although the Magic power here is denser than in Raftel.

As soon as the gathering was dismissed, Rayleigh made haste in bringing the Princesses to the Valley. They left immediately, leaving Whitebeard to calm the hidden queries that the beasts may have.

Even with everything explained, the hearts of the Beasts are still doubtful. But for now, they must cast aside the doubts and must join hands to end this prophecy once and for all.

"The three stones." Rayleigh's voice took their attention. The valley is now devoid of creatures for they left already, opting to stay in Raftel after centuries of healing in the Valley.

"The stones lit up when the three of you were born." Alamir is with them to continue his duty in guiding the High Princesses as he promised to the late High Queen Rauscher.

"We do not have time. We must begin." Rayleigh instructed them to sit in front of the three stones representing the Kingdoms while the High Princes are standing a few meters away, observing the situation.

Looking at the three Princesses, Rayleigh cannot help but reminisce the times when they were all in the Cresta's palace, chasing after these children when they are causing mischief.

And now, here they are, about to face a war that can wipe all Raftelians.

Everything is up to these three.

They carry the fate that their parents could not. They carry the fate of the world that remained hidden for centuries, hidden from the Human Realm.

History now repeats itself.

'I hope we have enough time for them to control their powers. Otherwise... the world will be doomed.'