A quick thank you to all those who've read the story up until this point. Really, I'm blessed for 8,000+ views. Although I'll be happy to write this even if I had one reader, it makes no difference to me. However, I'd ask that one reader out there to let me know their opinion about a few concepts introduced in this chapter. I wanted to include these ideas before this story was written. You'll find out what they are when you read. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it isn't part of the main storyline but its parallel to it—As always enjoy the read.
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The former fleet admiral known to the world during his tenure as Akainu, the 'red dog'— stood in the middle of his newly acquired property, a clipboard in hand, taking inventory stock on the vegetables quickly sprouting. The previous owner sold the property at a reasonable price before departing for the capital city.
Sakazuki his birth name, was all he had left of his family. The name given to him by his mother who was killed brutally by his father, a pirate.
The family he'd raised since his mid-twenties were deceased and buried. When he returned to his residence he found the mansion had been burned to the ground—the official report was the stove had been left on, causing the house to catch fire while everyone slept.
Sakazuki felt immense pain imagining the terror his family felt as the high councilor barged into his home slaughtering them. Some nights he could hear their voices screaming in his head to save them.
The battle he fought with the former straw hat captain plagued his memory constantly; despite staying busy with labored work, his mind drifted back to those crucial moments of their brutal fight.
I don't want to have to do this." The high councilor spoke calmly trying to talk Akainu down.
"But you kill my family you bastard, you knew what you were doing you selfish prick." Akainu shouted charging him once again. The titans clashed creating a massive force, sending the spectators back.
"I had to, I told you to leave my family out of our fight— like a coward you dragged her in. Trapping her, forcing her to fall off the ledge! You told me she deserved death you son of a bitch, that was my family." The high councilor growled, death glaring at the man who'd stolen his future.
Akainu smirked at the emotions he was showing. "What's a matter, you miss your whore?"
Before he could blink the high councilor's dragon form appeared grasping Akainu's left arm with his right hand. The rubber man summoned his hellfire blade resembling a Scimitar sword basked in cerulean and black flames.
Akainu let out a yell echoing across the beach as his left hand detached from his wrist. The high councilor incinerated his hand in his palm crushing it into ashes.
Even through all that Akainu stood up letting his locket dangle from his neck. His family drove him through the physical pain.
"I will never stop even if you kill me, I'll keep coming for you. For what you took from me, my family!" Akainu growled letting saliva foam out his mouth resembling a rabid wolf.
"One chance, walk away." Luffy stated evenly, glaring with murderous intent at the weakened man.
Akainu spit on the on the ground letting Luffy know what he thought about his statement. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Lava sparked from his body as his durability reached its limit.
Akainu was laid out in a flash on his back. His expression was neutral as the physical pain had died along with his family. He glanced at the sky breathing in the sea breeze as the ocean waves echoed through his ears. Looking down he could see his right ankle had been severed.
The high councilor had made good on his promise, he made him a limbless gimp for his transgressions.
Yelling once more Akainu rose to his feet, ignoring the searing in his body.
Luffy patiently waited until the gravely injured man rose to his feet.
"I told you... Straw hat...I died with along with my family, I feel nothing." He said wobbling on his limbs; the prosthetic on his left leg barley held his weight.
"So did I." The regime leader stated as his foe dropped onto his knees defeated. The high councilor and his faction approached the fallen Akainu.
Despite being defeated, death meant nothing to him. Akainu ignored the trio of brothers discussing his fate while he laid on the sand.
"What are you waiting for straw hat? Summon that flaming sword... kill me, it's what you wanted right?" Akainu inquired begging to be released from this world.
"Yes." Came the simple reply.
"However you don't deserve death, but I'll make you wish you were." The high councilor spoke coldly.
Akainu spit at his feet. "Do your worst, your girlfriend deserved death." Akainu didn't know where his words came from. He could only assume it was his desire to truly be released from the pain of the world. Although he couldn't help smile at the high councilor's enraged and pained expression of emotion. He mirrored a rabid dog ready to strike at a moment's notice.
The leader of the Regime ignited his right hand in hellfire sticking in on the left side of Akainu's cheek, incinerating his face. The pain was so numbing Akainu nearly passed out on the spot. The screams were silent as his flesh burned. The high
councilor pulled his hand off leaving a black handprint covering the left side of the former admiral's face.
Akainu slumped lifelessly in the sand on the handprint; his body began to grow numb. His eyes rolled in the back of his head from the trauma of the attack. The man could still hear the high councilor's words before passing out.
"You're a marked man wherever you go, you will be an example—The mark of shame, representing that you've faced me in battle and lived to tell the tale." Luffy exclaimed as he was picked up by Kuzan.
"Get him to a medical capsule, he ain't dying anytime soon." Were the the last words he heard spoken before passing out into oblivion.
For days the darkness consumed him before he woke to horrific sight. His prosthetics were removed leaving him limbless on a medical table.
"Patients awake sir." Came one of the Regime doctor's voices.
"Good, start procedure x-landis seven." He spoke to the other doctor before turning to Akainu. "Don't worry Mr. Sakazuki, you'll be fine I assure you—though you may feel slight pinches."
The doctor placed his surgical mask on before grabbing the tables the nurses wheeled in through the doors.
Akainu saw the cybernetic limbs resting on the tables. He immediately thrashed around against the table straps, yelling to be released through the oxygen mask.
His desperate screams were ignored as the cybernetic limbs were roughly attached to his healed cauterized flesh, from where the high councilor cut him.
Once the doctors finished they summoned the Regime guards in who placed a sea prism collar on his neck, assuring he wouldn't use his powers.
The straps were released and guns were pointed at him from every corner of the room.
Akainu wobbly stepped off the vertically raised table. The heavy titanium left cybernetic leg crashed on the floor. His metal right foot clanged loudly on the ground. The man examined his cybernetic components serving in the place of his right ankle and left leg.
"We had to completely replace your right shoulder I'm afraid, it will serve you better in the future." The lead doctor stated causing Akainu to stare at his newly glistened right arm. The weight from the arm put a lot of stress on his traps and neck flexors.
His flexed left wrist and hand, examining the lighter mechanical arm.
"As for your left hand, I would practice shaking cans before shaking hands unless you want to be charged for assault." The doctor exclaimed tapping the titanium hand with his pen.
Akainu felt anger seeing his mechanical body in the mirror across the room. The high councilor could've easily ended his suffering but instead made him a cybernetic abomination. The burn mark against his cheek stood out like a sore thumb. The black mark forever stained his face for his shameful and disgraceful actions.
"What about my face?!" Akainu shouted causing the doctor to take a few steps back and the soldiers to raise their weapons to his head.
"I'm afraid there was nothing we could do about it even if the high councilor gave the okay. We contacted the leading facial reconstructive surgeon in the world and he claimed the damage to your face is irreparable." The doctor explained with a
slight smirk.
"Now if you'll follow the commander to the boat, we'll lead you to your new life."
Seeing no way out of the situation at the current moment, Akainu followed the commander being escorted by the trailing guards.
While on transport to his residence, Akainu spent time locked in a cell, spending his time reading. During the trip the Regime officers added him into the Registration Act, making him an official citizen.
After a week the Regime soldiers escorted him to his residence digging up his bunker of stored money. They placed it in a large bag throwing it at his feet.
"You aren't going to rob me?" Akainu asked glaring at the soldiers causing one of the them to scoff.
"Don't compare us to your corrupt Navy soldiers. We fight for our beliefs, our family's future, and the high councilor's vision for this world." One of the soldier's said.
"Anyway, the key to your collar is in the lifeboat we prepped for you on the west shore—lucky bastard." An officer added.
"That high councilor is too merciful if you ask me. I would've put a bullet through your skull long ago, be gracious for the second life he's given you—fuckin scum." The solider spoke again spitting at his feet before they retreated to their ship.
"Merciful...grateful..." Akainu snorted. "I will find a way to kill that bastard."
The former fleet admiral could only stare at his incinerated residence; The black ashes stained the property.
He stood next to the small white sign in the front of the house. The only reminder of his former home that he had left.
It read 'Sakazuki Residence.' He fondly remembered when he and his wife first married; the pair placing the sign down while she was pregnant with his first born son. They were truly innocent and the high councilor wiped them away like they were nothing—in time he would kill that bastard.
He eventually made his way to an island miles off the shore of Loguetown. A quiet peaceful residence where no gave two shits about who he previously was. Having received registration papers as Mr. Sakazuki under the Regime and the government purchasing property for him to contribute to local the community; he was successfully integrated into society.
A few months passed since he'd arrived here and everything had went without a hitch. The man formerly known to the world as Akainu, now known in his community as Sakazuki; had been well on his way to earning a respectable name again.
"HEYY Mr. Sakazuki, how are ya?" The local mailman known as Bill waved breaking the man from his reminiscing.
"I'm fine Bill. How about yourself?" Sakazuki spoke with a slight smile continuing to dig into the soil with his shovel.
"It's the same thing, just a different day." Bill answered reaching into his bag to hand letters to the man.
"What ya got for me?" Sakazuki asked examining the stack of letters.
"The usual," he shrugged before perking up, "actually I did notice the harvest festival sent something—looked important."
Sakazuki flipped to the only yellow letter examining the official stamp of the town's office.
"Your hard work is paying off, crops coming in pretty good, they'll probably want you host the harvest festival this year." Bill said folding his arm with a smile.
Sakazuki's eyes widened slightly seeing the honorary letter in his hands. The communities' harvest festival was a big deal. The four local islands would band together selecting the finest crops grown in the area—he'd been selected as a finalist.
"You deserve it buddy, wish you the best of luck." Bill stated placing his hand out to shake.
Sakazuki examined the man's genuine smile and his hand before lightly shaking Bill's hand with his artificial one.
"Well I'll leave you to your work, wife will kill me if I'm late to dinner—got a few more deliveries to make." Bill said waving to the farmer, disappearing down the path.
Sakazuki examined the yellow letter once again, smiling to himself; Bill was right, his hard work over the past months were paying off.
The farmer went inside his kitchen placing the letters on the table. He lifted a few floorboards in the living room grabbing a large duffel bag, slinging it over his shoulder. It was almost time before he met his connection down at the local tavern.
The former admiral stuck his hands in his pockets heading for the tavern. His deceased daughter's necklace jingled across his chest as he strides toward town a couple miles away. Each day it got easier to use his mechanical limbs, especially when he had to work with them tirelessly while farming—they were truly state of the art.
Sakazuki reaches his destination pushing the small double doors open, stepping into two story bar.
"Over here Sakazuki!" A voice called standing by a table in the back.
The farmer smiled slightly seeing his old friend, shaking his hand firmly. "Great to see you again Brannew."
The green haired man smirked taking his glasses off. "Same to you my friend, have a seat." He gestured before sitting down himself.
Brannew whistled catching the waitress's attention. "Two whiskies double, and two mountain stouts." He said handing her a bill covering the amount and then some.
"Right away." The young woman smiled heading toward the bar.
The former Navy commodore turned his attention back to his former superior, immediately noticing the duffle bag near his feet. "Woah, so it seems you were pretty serious about meeting my friend."
"Yeah, I just have to know—" Sakazuki said earning a hand to halt his incoming words.
"You don't have to explain your reasonings my friend. I'm happy to help, though it will take some convincing with him, he's been offered large sums of money for his services before." Brannew exclaimed examining his friends newly acquired limbs. He didn't dare ask what he went through—especially about his scarred face. The rumors he'd heard what the high councilor did to him were bad enough.
The drinks arrived earning a smile from the two former comrades. They quickly downed the double shots of whisky, slamming the glasses roughly in the mahogany table.
"Woo! I needed that." Brannew laughed.
Sakazuki let out a laugh as well. "Never have I needed a shot more in my life." He said letting his humorous side show.
"I almost forgot, I brought these." Brannew smirked handing him a cigar.
Sakazuki examined the stogie before handing it back. "Sorry gave these up awhile ago, doesn't go well with farming." The former admiral grinned drinking from his pint of beer.
"Well well never thought I'd see the day, good for you man." Brannew said lighting a cigar before puffing on it rapidly.
The pair spoke of times coming up in the Navy together like a day never passed since they held their previous positions. Sakazuki mostly listened to Brannew tell him and show him pictures of his newly acquired family after a lonely life dedicated to serving in the Navy. It couldn't help irk the farmer that his friend was living his best life under the Regime—he truly sounded happy.
Brannew finished his beer and cigar glancing toward the door. "He's here Sakazuki, remember he needs convincing. Whenever you need me my friend, I'll always have your back." He stood up offering his hand for the farmer to shake.
Sakazuki gladly shook his former commodore's hand lightly before Brannew exited through the back door just as his friend stepped up to the table.
"As I live and breathe, admiral Akainu." The dirty blonde grinned taking his hands out of his green jacket.
"Don't call me that, I go by Sakazuki." He said sticking his hand out for the man to shake.
"You can call me Pierce." The man shook Sakazuki's hand only for the farmer to snatch his wrist examining it.
"See, your not the only one that's been enhanced." Pierce said smirking as he wiggled his mechanical fingers.
Sakazuki threw his hand away, sliding the duffle back under Pierce's chair as he took his seat.
"Looks like your ready to get right down to business; I'm a fan by the way." Pierce grinned widely setting the heavy bag on the far side of the table.
Pierce unzipped the bag pulling out a stack of banded beli.
"There's three quarters of a billion beli in the bag, all I need is your ability." Sakazuki said drinking from his beer.
Pierce whistled to the waitress dropping his tinted glasses to reveal his green eyes. "Two Dribble Belt beers for me and my compadre here doll."
The cowboy scratched his short beard returning his attention to an impatient farmer.
"You sure you're familiar with my abilities?" Pierce asked.
"Not too familiar." Sakazuki states finishing his pint. Despite what he'd heard, he wanted to see his abilities up close and personal.
The moment he set the glass down, Pierce appeared with one of his apples from the farm, taking a large bite.
"Its true what they say around here, you're one hell of a farmer." Pierce said chewing on the juicy red apple.
"You don't look convinced." Pierce mock whined pushing his dark circular frames back on his face.
In a flash he disappeared from his seat reappearing no less than fifteen seconds later—another apple in hand.
"Oh man, you have some competition. Your competitors for the harvest festival this year are stiff, you'll need more prepping." Pierce exclaimed his mouth full of the plump Granny Smith apple.
Sakazuki knew this man was the real deal. He traveled miles in mere seconds with one of his competition's heavily guarded and prized apples.
"So your fast..." Sakazuki said barley able to comprehend what he just witnessed. He didn't even notice the beers that appeared in front of him on the table.
"That's the understatement of the year." Pierce deadpanned at the earnest man, guzzling his drink greedily.
"How did you get your power?" Sakazuki asked glaring at the cowboy who finished wiping his mouth.
Pierce grinned widely at Sakazuki's curiosity of his origin. "Since I'm a fan, I'll let you know. The man who gave me these abilities was Dr. Vegapunk. That old geezer entrusted me to—"
"That kook." Sakazuki cut him off. "I don't give a damn about your relationship with the doctor or where you've been all this time...So get to it." Sakazuki growled showing his old side for a few brief moments.
"Ah there's the old fleet admiral in ya. I was beginning to think you gone soft on me." Pierce said smiling widely, gulping from his drink before turning serious. "So you want me to go back in time do ya?"
Sakazuki's eyes widened seeing the nonchalant attitude of the man as he lit a cigarette.
"That's not all I can do? I can go to the future tell you your fortune, and I won't rip you off like the old ladies with the crystal balls."
"Your levity is not humorous, I want you to go back to the day the Mariejois was destroyed and save the Straw Hat's navigator." Sakazuki stated glaring at the younger man.
"I see. You're asking me to fix a pretty big thing here—A flashpoint." Pierce spoke puffing on his cigarette. The man would've been lying to himself if he said he wouldn't have expected Sakazuki to say that before entering the bar.
"A what?"
Pierce sighed lowering his glasses slightly off his face to glance at the farmer. "A flashpoint; its a major point in time that changed this world's destiny forever, for better off or for worse—from the way I'm viewing things." The cowboy paused glancing around the rowdy bar smirking before continuing. "It seems for the better for everyone, despite what happened between the high councilor and yourself."
Sakazuki snorted at the mention of the leader of the Regime. "Its the only way to prevent what happened to my family."
"So your acknowledging its your fault for making straw hat Luffy into what he is now?" Pierce sneered awaiting the former admiral's answer.
Sakazuki glared at his half full pint of beer, his focus not on the grinning cowboy across from him. "Yeah, its my fault that he's that way." It was the first time he'd admitted a mistake to someone aloud, and it he hoped it was the last.
"I didn't expect that, at least you're willing to know when your wrong—maybe you have really changed."
"You don't know me." Sakazuki growled glaring at the man across from him. The farmer grabbed a pen and napkin scribbling the date of the Mariejois incident down, sliding it toward Pierce. "Take the money and get it done."
Pierce downed his beer while examining the napkin for a moment. He abruptly tore it into pieces, causing Sakazuki to nearly lose his cool throwing his fists down on the table.
"No dice. You may not see it this way, but trust me, world's better off like this—hell its nearly perfected." Pierce said standing up to leave. "The offer was considerate but, nothing I haven't seen before—"
Pierce halted his words seeing Sakazuki's hands folded over his face. Silent tears pooled down his cheeks spilling onto the table, the man was trying his hardest to keep it together.
"Ah jeez." Pierce loudly whistled to the bartender signaling for two cold ones, before taking his seat again.
"Look, I'm sorry for what happened to your family, it's some fucked up shit even for me. Let me ask you something, and you need to answer this honestly farmer—If given the chance would you take revenge on the high councilor?"
"The first chance I get, I'll kill him for what he did." Sakazuki spoke through gritted teeth.
"Bare with me for a moment this is going to blow shit wide open." Pierce smirked leaning back in his chair.
"If it will bring me revenge, I'm all ears."
Pierce's smirk grew wider as he inhaled his newly lit cigarette. "With the help of the doc's lab and world class ingenuity, he built me a cosmic treadmill." Pierce halted his words, studying the expressionless features of the farmer before continuing, "I visited other worlds; some very different and others so similar it's impossible to determine a specific distinction. In one earth you remain chancellor killing off the strawhats and revolutionaries. In this one, things are as you see you now. And another the two sides never collided at all; Straw Hat Luffy is sailing happily around with his crew, while you remain Fleet Admiral of the Navy with your family intact."
Sakazuki's eyes stared at his hands in front of him unable to comprehend the cowboy speedster's words coherently. He didn't notice the two cold mugs of beer hit the table.
"Bullshit." He said after awhile of silent contemplation.
"It's not."
"Convince me otherwise." Sakazuki said crossing his arms tightly.
Pierce just shook his head at the farmer's reaction. "Believe what you want. I would prove it, but the doc hasn't found a way to power the technology without me. However I've seen the future, the technology will be passed on and successful. The one who will bring you your revenge is Straw Hat Luffy." Pierce stated drinking from his beer. The cowboy couldn't help raise his mug at the cheers from the people around him at the live music being played.
Sakazuki's mind was all over the place after this information, he couldn't hear the loud applause as the sounds around him drowned out. Never did he think to hear of something like this when he first walked into the bar.
"You have to be lying, your saying—"
"You heard me farmer. The one who will bring your revenge against the high councilor is Straw Hat Luffy." Pierce repeated.
"From another...earth?" The words sounded foreign coming from his mouth.
Pierce slapped his human hand against his knee pointing at Sakazuki excitedly. "Always thinking this guy." The grin on the cowboy grew wide.
"Don't get too excited though farmer, its not written in stone it's my own personal estimation at best. I've never seen that reality come to pass, but that's your best bet. Unless the high councilor is defeated by the New Gods." Pierce deadpanned trying not to get the man's hopes up.
His mood slightly dropped hearing the speedster never witness the event he mentioned—now he knew Pierce was telling the truth. "Never heard of em." Sakazuki answered.
"I see. Long story short; the Regime Council and the world leaders are searching for a way into their domain after getting their asses handed to em. I wish them luck with that one; the doc can't even come close to that solution and no one ever will—a hopeless endeavor if you ask me." Pierce spoke sipping from his mug.
"I hope the high councilor defeats the new ...whatever they are, so I can be the one to avenge my family." Sakazuki said wiping his face after finishing his mug.
"We will see, won't we." Pierced laughed standing up to leave, his glasses gleaming off the lights. He tossed the bag onto Sakazuki's side of the table. "I look forward to spectating the rest of you and the high councilor's journey—I know one thing, its going to be one hell of a show." Pierce's laugh bellowed loudly as he left through the front entrance swiftly.
Sakazuki grabbed the duffle bag before leaving out the back exit, heading towards his house. The trek back was peaceful as he greeted his friends and neighbors when they passed by him.
The words the cowboy speedster spoke ran through his mind constantly. During his tenure with the Navy, he always wondered about the restricted section the previous World Government hid from the population. Rumors swirled there were theories from the philosophers of the Golden Age; there were indeed parallel earths that existed, among other unexplained supernatural phenomena. In his experience, the supernatural was science that had yet to be explained.
Sakazuki enjoyed the peaceful walk up to his property, enjoying the nice view of night sky. The man took one last glance at the stars before entering the house.
"Your home!" A brunette woman shouted crashing into his chest.
"Yes, sorry to worry you Ann. I was at the tavern visiting an old friend." He said with a smile setting the duffle bag on the floor.
"I see," she said sweetly placing her arms around his neck, "dinners almost ready, shall we get you cleaned up."
He sighed lowly letting out a chuckle. "I'd like that very much actually."
The short brunette hooked her arm under his mechanical one, leading him into the bathroom.
Ann slowly removed Sakazuki's heavy limbs from his body placing his leg/ankle on floor beside the toilet and arm/wrist on the large sink.
"Thank you...for doing this, I'm sure you grow tired of it." Sakasuki offered, smiling warmly toward Ann.
"I do mind at all, its my job as a nurse after all; you'll never have to thank me." She said helping him off the bath's ledge into the tub.
Awhile later the couple ate dinner discussing their respective days. Sakazuki listened intently to Ann's recounting of her day. From her sassy co-workers, to her overbearing boss, but most of all about the love she had for each one of her patients. The former fleet admiral couldn't help smile at her sparkling eyes when she talked about kids.
His smile turned downwards at the thought of his own kids. The loss was still fresh in his mind, he knew if she asked, he couldn't give her what she wanted; not for a long while.
Ann's hand grasped his left wrist breaking him from his musings.
"I'm sorry to bring that up I-I got carried away I—"
Sakazuki silenced her, touching her arm lightly with his left hand. "No, its okay you were fine, please continue." He reassured giving her a rare grin.
Ann wasn't a stranger to his past. They had a brief history in the Navy, ever hardly coming in contact with one another. She had been a young nurse stationed in Marineford. Witnessing the Paramount War and the efforts the fleet admiral made to carry out the Marines' will—to her, he was admirable. She couldn't dare think about the tragedy that befell the man before they reunited. She'd heard enough whispers from the villagers about his troubled past, there was no need to ask him about it.
After she finished telling him about her busy day at work, he didn't have much to say about his. Bill's words encapsulated a routine day for him—same ol' thing, just a different day.
As Ann did the dishes, he wrapped her in a tight embrace from behind, making sure to be careful with his metallic limbs. Sakazuki held a yellow letter in front of her causing the woman to drop the plate in the soapy water as she threw her arms around his neck.
"The annual harvest festival named me one of the finalists." He said proudly as Ann buried her head into the crook of his neck.
"This is wonderful, this is what you've been working tirelessly for these past few months—I'm so happy for you." She said with glossy eyes.
He gently wiped her single tear away. "For us, Ann."
"Then we should celebrate." Ann stated happily grabbing a wine bottle from the rack near the cabinets.
The pair retreated to their bedroom enjoying a night of passion, sharing a joyous evening together.
Ann quickly fell asleep after their heated passion ended. Sakazuki couldn't help but place his metal index finger on her cheek, tracing her jaw line, admiring the young woman's beauty. How an older man like him was able to obtain a beautiful young woman's heart would always be a mystery to him.
When they first got together it wasn't by choice. Though reunited, he hardly recognized her or batted an eye toward the nurse. However as the days went by, her attentive care and kindness towards him quickly won him over. While his strong and stoic attitude towards his physical circumstances earned her respect and idolization after a few weeks— He couldn't have got to this point without her.
Sakazuki glanced at his girlfriend one last time before heading toward the outdoor patio. He pulled a cigar out of his nearby toolbox lighting it with a match. Despite Ann's urge for him to quit the stogies, his old Akainu personality threatened to real free of its restraints. The ruthless, calculating man with a granite will, ready to do the only necessary thing to accomplish goals. However he was no longer that man, or at least he tried to convince himself of that. His community knew him as Mr. Sakazuki, not Akainu nor as the former Navy fleet admiral—it felt nice for a change to not earn respect through fear and intimidation.
Sakazuki couldn't get the cowboy speedster's words out of his head. The talk of different timelines, new gods and alternate worlds had his mind reeling. Pierce was just as crazy as his creator Dr. Vegapunk, however he gave a solid lead that kept the farmer interested. Another straw hat Luffy being pulled from another timeline to defeat the high councilor.
Looking at his world now, he assumed it could be a viable option. The high councilor vanquished every foe that stood in path and rallied enough allies to dominant the world.
Sakazuki inhaled and exhaled his cigar slowly hoping the technology would find a way to the world sooner than later. Although when it did, he was positive the Regime would be the first to get their hands on it. He would need to join a powerful alliance from this world to directly oppose the high councilor's authority.
He heard rumors going around that his former alliance of Trafalgar Law, Stratchman Appo, Basil Hawkins, and Eustace Kid were wanted fugitives after not registering under the Regime's act.
If the day ever came when another Straw Hat Luffy appeared, only then would appear and dedicate to the cause of taking out the high councilor. Sakazuki didn't hold out much hope, it was still a slim possibility and Pierce's words could've been false. However he couldn't shake the feeling the man had been nothing but truthful with him; he knew a liar when he heard one.
"Only if it happens, I will return. Until that day, Akainu is dead." He said to himself putting his cigar out before heading back inside. The man could only pray that day would eventually come. Until then he would happily continue growing his crops, awaiting the community harvest festival.
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Just a heads up, I'm only using the multiple reality concept in the future. (I'm not messing with time-travel.) That's why In the description of the story it says in a parallel earth and the title is Elseworld. The world is parallel to Strongworld, which is the One Piece world we all know and love. I'm glad I finally made it to a point where I could tease the plot of the sequel to this story. So yeah there ya'll go, I don't normally ask for reviews or anything like that. So feel free to PM me or something, I really am interested to know the feedback on this specific chapter and these new concepts. Blessings to all the readers, have a great day and thanks for the read.