[May — Upheaval in Dressrosa]
The nation once famed as a land of love and passion fell into hell overnight.
King Riku suddenly went mad—slaughtering his own people and setting the city ablaze.
Just as the country teetered on the brink of destruction, Doflamingo descended from the sky like a savior and put an end to the tyranny.
The World Government maintained a strangely ominous silence.
Doflamingo naturally ascended the throne, and this perfectly executed farce of a "nation-stealing drama" shocked the entire sea.
[July — The Treasure-Hunting Team Sets Out Again]
In the Sky Kingdom, the "Lucky Goddess Baccarat, Brimming with Electricity," set sail once more alongside Yamato and Gion.
The moment Hancock saw her romantic rival leave, she immediately turned into a clingy menace, sticking to Tenma day in and day out.
This thoroughly annoyed Maria and Toki and the others. In the end, Tenma had no choice but to take matters into his own hands, pacifying the harem's resentment with night after night filled with "love."
On another front, Kuina's swordsmanship advanced by leaps and bounds.
Relying on her unique insight, she forcibly erased the gap in physical strength between men and women, beating Zoro and Law so badly they began to doubt their lives.
[October — Siblings at Each Other's Throats]
Page One once again courted death, attempting to challenge his sister's authority.
The result? He was beaten into the ICU by Ulti.
Hogback commented calmly, "A regular. I'll give you a twenty percent discount."
Ulti's reputation for brutality once again echoed throughout Onigashima.
[December — Nami's Gift]
The three-member treasure-hunting team that had missed the Fire Festival returned laden with spoils.
Over five months, they had practically turned the New World upside down.
Among the loot was a Devil Fruit that seemed tailor-made for Nami.
Thunder? No—this was a power even better suited to commanding the heavens themselves.
The Weather Fruit
(Not explicitly defined in the original canon; rewritten here to better fit the plot and abilities.)
Paired with Nami's natural talent for navigation, it was nothing short of wings on a tiger.
...
[Sea Circle Calendar Year 1513, April]
The world shook once again.
The two-year-long Global Military Draft finally came to an end.
Out of ten million applicants, only one million succeeded in donning Marine uniforms.
And among them, only one hundred thousand elites were qualified to enter Marine Headquarters.
Even so, this terrifying scale pushed the Marines' momentum to its absolute peak—the banner of "Justice" snapping loudly across the seas.
To maintain this momentum, Marine Headquarters decided to drop a bombshell.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and the Marine Assembly that had the entire world watching finally began.
From the broadcast, impassioned voices rang out, repeating the kind of rhetoric the common people loved to hear.
Nothing more than talk of how the one million newly recruited Marines were about to head to every corner of the sea.
They swore to give their lives to protect the peaceful days of ordinary citizens in every allied nation.
What truly made hearts tremble, however, was the fact that the one hundred thousand handpicked elites were directly assigned to Marine Headquarters.
The message was clear—Headquarters was prepared to spare no expense to cultivate them, forging them into a sharp blade thrust into the Grand Line and the New World.
The Marine high command calculated carefully: they intended to rely on this fresh blood to firmly suppress the rampant flames of the Great Pirate Era.
As the words spread across the globe through live broadcast, countless civilians watching from their screens flushed with excitement, shouting their approval at the top of their lungs.
This spit-flying mobilization rally lasted over an hour before finally concluding.
Then came the real highlight—the award and appointment ceremony that everyone had been waiting for.
This Global Draft wasn't just unprecedented in scale; it also introduced a revolutionary ironclad rule.
Regardless of seniority, as long as your fists were strong enough, you could take a high position directly—no need to grind out years of military merit like before.
From among the hundred thousand Headquarters elites, after round upon round of brutal, fist-to-fist evaluations, the final list was announced.
The Marines promoted one Admiral, more than thirty Vice Admirals, and nearly a hundred Rear Admirals in one go.
When the name symbolizing the Marines' highest combat power was announced—
New Admiral: Green Bull
—the atmosphere exploded into an instant climax.
Thus, the legendary lineup of Four Admirals was officially complete.
Akainu, Kizaru, Aokiji, and now the enigmatic Green Bull.
This not only shattered the long-standing tradition of having only three Admirals, but also proclaimed a single fact to the world.
The current Marine Headquarters was backed by an unprecedented foundation of strength—reaching its absolute peak even amid these chaotic times.
With this crude but overwhelming display of muscle, the Marines were telling every ambitious schemer in the world:
They remained the World Government's hardest trump card, flaunting their golden age with bulging, unyielding power.
...
[Sea Circle Calendar Year 1513, July]
The deterrent effect of the Global Draft was immediate.
In just two months, the winds of the sea had already shifted.
Whether reckless rookies or seasoned old hands, the number of pirates plummeted off a cliff.
The pirates thrown into Impel Down were so numerous it was terrifying—more than the total of several previous years combined.
Aside from the New World regions ruled by Sea Emperors, which remained relatively stable, pirates in the Four Seas and the first half of the Grand Line could barely sleep at night.
To survive, large numbers of pirates steeled themselves and flocked toward the New World, hoping to find shelter there.
The scene shifted to the Sky Kingdom, to the training grounds specially built for Nami.
Outside, the sky was cloudless, blazing with a merciless sun.
Yet within the several-hundred-meter-wide training field, an apocalyptic scene was unfolding.
Gale-force winds whipped sand and stones into the air.
Torrential rain lashed the ground like a whip.
Dense fog mixed with hail, while overhead lightning serpents danced wildly.
Within a hundred-meter radius, the weather was a complete mess—a savage spectacle that made one's scalp tingle.
The source of it all was a still-developing young girl—Nami.
After consuming the Paramecia-type Weather Fruit, it was as if she had opened the door to a new world, merging the meteorological knowledge in her mind with her Devil Fruit powers.
In just seven months, this girl who hadn't even fully grown yet could already manipulate weather changes within a hundred-meter range.
Judging solely by her development speed, Nami was undeniably a genius among geniuses, leaving ordinary ability users far behind.
This was not only because of her sharp mind and solid knowledge base, but also because her sensitivity to weather fit the fruit's power as perfectly as if they were made for each other.
Standing at a distance, Tenma watched the dazzling elemental display, his eyes filled with praise.
In his view, at this rate, Nami's awakening was a foregone conclusion—it was only a matter of time.
In a world crawling with monsters, the ability to control the climate was unquestionably a top-tier terror.
The New World was called the pirates' graveyard for a reason—one major factor being the extreme weather that could swallow people whole at any moment.
Originally, Tenma had only intended to raise Nami into a pleasing "vase."
He hadn't expected the girl to be so driven, directly displaying hardcore potential worthy of entering the Royal Guard ranks.
Nami herself was highly ambitious, and once she realized this, she trained even harder.
...
[Sea Circle Calendar Year 1513, September]
Because of the massive Global Draft, this year was destined to be written into Marine history in bold, dramatic strokes.
But just as the Marines were riding their highest wave of momentum, an unexpected tragedy struck like a bucket of ice water.
Former Marine Admiral and current Chief Instructor Zephyr took a ship full of new recruits out for sea training—and was ambushed by pirates.
It was horrific.
An entire ship of vibrant Marine seedlings—aside from Ain and Binz, who narrowly survived—were completely wiped out.
Even Zephyr himself suffered catastrophic damage; his once iron-strong right arm was brutally crippled, leaving irreversible injuries.
When the news spread, the morale and prestige the Marines had just built up deflated like a punctured balloon.
Soon after, a bounty poster bearing the face of Edward Weevil, with a staggering 400 million Berries, plastered the streets everywhere.
...
[Sea Circle Calendar Year 1514, February]
As a major force in the New World that could not be ignored, the almost mythically rumored Sky Kingdom began making new moves.
They opened their doors to the world, offering high salaries to recruit entertainment talent and pushing cultural exports.
Riding this spring breeze, twelve-year-old loli Carina, under the title of the Sky Kingdom's flagship diva, officially debuted.
The little girl was stunningly adorable, her voice seemingly kissed by angels—and with the Sky Kingdom pouring in both money and resources behind the scenes—
Almost overnight, Carina became famous across the land, turning into a red-hot supernova.
The old men of the World Government were utterly baffled, unable to figure out what Tenma was plotting.
Yet precisely because they couldn't see through him, they found him all the more unfathomable—and promptly dispatched Stussy to investigate.
What they didn't know was that over these past few years…
Stussy had already changed.
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