One Piece: I am the Fleet Admiral?

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Today's live broadcast is bound to leave a lasting impact on history.

In the Sea Circle Calendar year 1500, after Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, sparked the Great Pirate Era with his declaration of the existence of One Piece before his execution, the world was never the same.

Now, Marine Fleet Admiral Akira used his powers to kill and capture numerous pirates, publicly exposing the truth about One Piece to the entire world, effectively putting an end to the Great Pirate Era.

Order has returned to its former state!

At this moment, the whole world is silent.

All the people who were once obsessed with the great treasure have finally come to their senses.

Pirates who had set sail for their beliefs, gathering their crews under the banner of One Piece, now looked at each other in disbelief.

"If One Piece is a lie, then why did we even go to sea?"

"Were we just wasting our lives on a farce, all for Roger's amusement in the afterlife?"

Many pirates felt utterly lost, suddenly realizing they had no purpose anymore.

Some, unable to handle the truth, collapsed to the ground in tears, shouting angrily.

They cursed Roger and Akira alike.

They cursed Akira for making such a spectacle, ruining their dreams in front of the entire world.

"Why?!"

"If One Piece doesn't exist, or was just a lie, then why are we even at sea?"

"It wasn't supposed to be like this. I didn't risk my life out here just to be hunted down by the Marines or killed for a sham."

The pirates' shattered beliefs echoed through the air, clearly reaching the ears of those who listened.

Whitebeard looked back at them and sighed.

"Haven't you found your purpose yet?"

"But, of course, it's too soon. The Great Pirate Era was too short for people to figure out where their true 'One Piece' lies."

People without conviction can't last long in this vast sea.

He reflected silently.

Life at sea is unforgiving.

Becoming a pirate means constantly being hunted by the Marines, always targeted by rivals.

If you're not looting, pillaging, or living a life with no certainty for tomorrow, there's no way to survive for decades without a strong purpose.

So many have simply given up after only a few years, unable to handle the harsh life and combat, opting to disappear quietly.

"But this Marine Fleet Admiral..."

Whitebeard looked back at the towering figure on the screen once more. "He surely knows the real meaning behind One Piece."

"But he's purposely steering everyone to think it's about wealth."

Being Roger's friend, Whitebeard knew all too well what One Piece truly stood for.

Whitebeard wasn't sure how many people in the world understood the truth, but there was no doubt that Akira did.

It was clear from how Akira didn't let Rayleigh speak about it and actively interrupted his attempts to explain. But knowing that wasn't the point—Whitebeard was simply reflecting. He could understand why Akira, as a Marine, would do such a thing.

After all, they stood on opposite sides, and every action Akira took had to align with Marine priorities.

There's no room for fairness and morality between opposing forces.

"Has Roger's One Piece dream collapsed on its own?" Kaido grumbled as he took a large flagon, uncorked it, and downed the contents.

His face flushed red with intoxication before he threw the jug aside, grabbed his massive Hassaikai, and began swinging it violently. A gust of wind followed, flattening the surrounding trees and plants, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

"This is so dull. As I thought, the world needs to be destroyed."

"That idiot Fleet Admiral… I'll kill him one day."

King stood nearby, arms crossed, silently observing. He knew his boss was in a terrible mood and just needed space to vent.

Suddenly!

"Boss Kaido, bad news!"

A pirate came running from a distance, yelling in panic.

Kaido stopped, glaring with his wide, furious eyes. "What is it?"

"A pirate has shown up and says they want to fight you one-on-one."

The pirate trembled, obviously afraid of being punished, his face full of anxiety. "The captain is strong—no one has been able to stop him."

Strong?

Kaido's face lit up with visible excitement.

Just when he was feeling frustrated, someone came along to challenge him—perfect timing.

"Worororo! Excellent!"

"I'll take them all on myself."

Without hesitation, Kaido laughed and instantly transformed into a massive blue dragon, his body towering over everything, blotting out the sun.

The pirate who delivered the news was left speechless, staring in awe as the enormous shadow passed overhead like a living force of nature.

Even though he'd seen Kaido take this form after drinking many times before, witnessing it up close was always overwhelming.

Ordinary people were like ants in front of such a colossal beast.

King's tall figure emerged as well. He walked slowly past the pirate before spreading his wings and taking to the sky to follow Kaido.

"Who is it that dares to challenge?"

"It's Gecko Moria, who's been making a name for himself recently with a bounty of 320 million berries."

King muttered to himself, "Seems like he's got some decent crewmates, but Boss Kaido can handle it."

With that, he flew off after Kaido.

Meanwhile, Big Mom lay lazily on her giant bed, listening to Akira's broadcast. She chuckled to herself, unconcerned.

"Mamama, so everyone's been fooled by Roger," she laughed heartily.

The truth behind One Piece meant little to her.

Since setting sail, Big Mom never cared about money. The only thing that ever mattered to her was food.

The beginning of the Great Pirate Era brought major changes to her life. In the past, she rarely went out of her way to provoke others, and for a long time, no one dared challenge her. Sometimes, an entire year would pass without a single confrontation.

But since Roger's death, young fools constantly rushed to fight her.

Though these pests were as easy to crush as mosquitoes, they still proved to be an annoying disturbance.

"Well, at least now there won't be many little brats trying to mess with me," she muttered to herself.

"Katakuri, Mama is happy today. Bring me my favorite dessert."

"Huh? Katakuri, didn't you hear me?"

Big Mom called out to her second son from behind the door, but after waiting a long time, there was no reply. Her temper flared, and she prepared to get out of bed and give Katakuri a lesson for ignoring her.

But just as her feet touched the floor, a white cloud drifted in.

"Mama, you forgot again. Brother Katakuri was captured by the Marines and taken to Impel Down."

"Huh?"

Big Mom was momentarily confused, but then it hit her. She remembered.

Boom!

A terrifying wave of killing intent exploded from her palace, shooting into the sky.

"Those damn Marines! I'll kill them all!"

Big Mom's enraged roar echoed throughout the land.

While the pirates and criminals had their own responses, ordinary people—those who had stayed out of the pirate frenzy—reacted quite differently.

After watching the broadcast, many of them wept with joy.

Even though most were uneducated or even illiterate, it didn't matter—what they knew was enough: the Great Pirate Era was over!

From now on, no more people would be tricked by the promise of One Piece into becoming pirates. Their lives would return to the peaceful days they longed for.

Sure, there might still be occasional pirate raids, but they wouldn't be as frequent or devastating. Plus, the Marines' clone army was actively hunting down pirates at sea.

The future looked bright.

"Thank goodness! Thank goodness! We don't have to fear pirates anymore!" one villager cried out.

"We're lucky to have the Marines protecting us. I don't even want to think about what life would be like without them."

"Finally, I can make an honest living without the fear of pirates robbing me," another added.

"Mom, didn't you say Dad would come home once the pirate era was over? Is he coming back today?" a child asked, eyes filled with hope.

"Yes, sweetie... he'll come back..." the mother whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Families hugged one another, crying tears of relief.

Even those who had suffered the worst under pirates, the widows and orphans, wept with a bittersweet sense of closure.

Young men and women stared at Akira's figure on the screen, eyes wide with amazement.

At that moment, people around the world saw Akira, the Marine Fleet Admiral who brought an end to the Great Pirate Era in less than a year, as the embodiment of justice.

He was their hope for peace, a symbol of strength.

He was, without a doubt, the most powerful Marine Fleet Admiral in history.

And all eyes turned toward Marineford.

All the Marines froze in place, the words of their Fleet Admiral still echoing in their ears.

As the echoes faded, they began to regain their senses.

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances for a moment.

Then suddenly—

Roar!

A thunderous cheer erupted, shaking the skies and sending waves rippling across the previously calm sea.

For the low-ranking soldiers who fought on the front lines, witnessing the end of the Great Pirate Era at the hands of the Marines filled them with pride—and immense relief. 

Even with the support of the powerful clone forces, battling pirates was never a game. One unlucky exchange of gunfire could easily be the end for any Marine.

With the era of great pirates now officially over, the number of enemies they would face in the future would likely decrease dramatically.

"Fleet Admiral Akira!"

"Fleet Admiral Akira!"

No one knew who started it, but suddenly the entire Marine force joined in.

They raised their arms high, their faces filled with fanatic admiration.

This triumphant scene was transmitted to the world through the lens of the Den Den Mushi, reaching everyone.

Stella, having withdrawn her ability, stood up. Seeing her man being revered and adored by so many people left her momentarily speechless. 

When she snapped out of it, her face was flushed, and she gazed at Akira with an expression of deep obsession.

"Stella..."

Somewhere in the world, Tesoro, clad in a black suit and sunglasses, watched the broadcast, his eyes burning with jealousy and anger.

In that instant, a terrible feeling crept into his heart.

"No, Stella must have been forced into this! I'm going to save her. I have to rescue her and bring her to justice."

Tesoro shook his head vigorously, trying to dismiss the doubts clouding his thoughts. He couldn't accept what he was seeing.

He stared intensely at the screen, watching Stella's smiling face, and steeled his resolve.

"I'll climb to the top as quickly as possible, then go to Marineford and take her back in grand fashion."

"Hide and protect yourself, Stella," he whispered to himself, determined.