Power smoking

The world was still in shock from the war.

The strongest crew in history, the Whitebeard Pirates, had been wiped out in just five minutes.

The Navy had won, but this victory was not ordinary.

Something had changed.

In the heart of Marineford, where the ruins of battle still covered the land, Smoker stood at the highest platform, the air around him trembling strangely.

He looked at the holographic screen that appeared before him...

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[System Notification]

[You have 10,000,000 Justice Points available for distribution!]

[How would you like to allocate them?]

Smoker did not hesitate.

"Half into physical fitness, and the other half into my fruit."

The moment he gave the order…

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The Moment of Change

The sky trembled.

The entire earth shook.

Across the world, everyone felt a disturbance unlike anything before.

On the Red Force, Shanks' ship, the crew was celebrating far from Marineford when they felt the air shift.

"What is this feeling?!" one of the pirates shouted.

Shanks, who had been calmly drinking his wine, suddenly stood up, his eyes turning dark and serious.

"…This is not natural."

On the other side of the world, in Wano, where Kaido ruled, even the strongest creature alive felt the strange shift in the air.

Standing on the edge of a mountain, he looked up at the sky…

"Has the air itself… fallen under his control?!"

Meanwhile, in Impel Down, the world's most secure prison, some prisoners began to lose their ability to breathe.

Magellan, the prison warden, looked at the air around him, then down at his hands, where he saw smoke creeping into his fingers.

"Even here… even the air in this place… has changed?!"

And in Mary Geoise, where the Celestial Dragons resided, their palaces began to tremble, glass shattering under the immense pressure.

One of the nobles fell to his knees, gasping for air:

"W-what… what is happening?!"

His stomach expanded, his eyes nearly bulging out of his skull, and then—

He exploded in a cloud of red mist.

A Celestial Dragon had died.

Then a second.

A third.

A fourth.

And the death count kept rising…

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The Birth of the Smoke God

Back in Marineford, Smoker felt his entire being transform.

His physical strength increased tenfold, his bones shifting, becoming denser, harder, yet still made entirely of smoke.

But his Devil Fruit…

It was no longer just the Smoke-Smoke Fruit.

It had evolved into the fruit of total atmospheric control.

Every breath of air, every cloud, every gust of wind, every molecule in the sky… now belonged to him.

He raised his hand, and in an instant…

The clouds across the entire world moved according to his will.

In a single moment…

The winds across the planet stopped.

And then…

Oxygen itself became his possession.

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Testing the New Power

Smoker gazed toward the horizon, then slowly lifted his hand.

At that moment, on a distant continent across the Pacific Ocean, home to millions, the sky darkened.

The air grew heavy.

And then…

In a single instant, smoke began pressing down on the entire continent!

Mountains cracked.

Rivers evaporated.

Buildings crumbled like paper.

The people couldn't even scream—because the air had been stolen from them!

And in just five seconds…

An entire continent vanished from the map.

No trace of life remained.

Yet, Smoker did not realize that in this moment, he had become a devil, seduced by power.

There was no justice left in his heart—only a desperate attempt to convince himself that he still walked the path of righteousness.

Deep inside, his justice had become absolute power itself.

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Control Over Volcanoes

Smoker wanted to test his power further.

"Can I control… volcanoes?"

He closed his eyes… focusing on Parsley Island, an inactive volcanic landmass in the New World.

Then, in a single instant, smoke seeped into the earth, slithering deep into the dormant volcanoes.

And in just one second…

Seventeen volcanoes erupted simultaneously.

The entire ocean boiled.

Nearby islands were swallowed by molten lava, and ships sailing through the waters… evaporated into nothingness!

On a distant island, a scientist watched his instruments, his eyes wide in horror.

"T-this… this is impossible… volcanoes don't erupt like this!"

But he did not yet realize…

There was now only one man in control of the atmosphere, the air, the smoke, and even heat itself!

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The World's Terror

Now, everyone understood the truth.

"The Navy didn't just win the war…"

"They created a monster that can destroy the entire planet."

On his ship, Shanks stared at the distant sky, murmuring:

"We spent years trying to stop Kaido and Big Mom…"

"But now… we face a threat greater than any pirate the world has ever known."

In Wano, Kaido let out a booming laugh, staring at the darkened sky.

"HAHAHAHA! So… it's time for the world's destruction? Let's burn and break this boring world!"

And in Mary Geoise, the Five Elders had gathered in their secret council chamber.

One of them slammed his fist on the table in rage:

"We must put an end to him… or this world will be no more!"

But another elder, an old man with a long white beard, simply stared at a magical screen, showing Smoker standing in the sky, controlling the storms, the winds, and the very air itself.

With a calm voice, he spoke:

"…It may already be too late."

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The Voice of Justice

Back in Marineford, Smoker stood, staring over the endless ocean.

He felt no fear, no hesitation, no doubt.

He knew one thing for certain…

"I now… own everything."

He took a slow breath, then declared to the world—his voice calm, yet stronger than any storm:

"True justice… is the

one that wields absolute power."

"From now on…

Anyone who opposes justice… will not even have air to breathe."

And at that moment, the entire world realized…

The age of pirates was over—forever.

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