Chapter 5: Learning Just How Vast The World Is

I popped out of the bushes and interrupted them.

The one called Yasopp had a shocked look on his face while the red-haired man just smiled at me.

He then said, "Boys, grab him."

Several people who I presumed to be pirates jumped out of the ship grabbed me and made me stay still. He then spoke to me.

"Hello there, my name is Shanks, and all we need are supplies. Could you not tell anyone that we are here? While we are talking, could you tell me your name?"

I then spoke nothing for a few seconds. "You are strong. Very strong." I replied.

Shank's eyes slightly widened. "Well, at least you have good eyes."

"Since I don't doubt that you can get rid of me easily, I will tell you my name. The names Isotaru, but you can call me Iso for short."

"Well then Iso, do you want to help us make camp?" Shanks then asked me.

"...Sure."

I then helped them set up their temporary camp. I helped them make a fire and some tents. I could also feel that they weren't bad people, so I had no problems doing this.

Everyone then grabbed booze and started partying. I sat down next to Shanks because I wanted to ask him a few questions.

"Oh if isn't Iso! Want some booze? Wait, how old are you?"

I stared at him in silence not saying anything before I responded. "No, I don't want booze. As for your second question, I don't know."

"Straightforward answer, nice. Anyways, you got something to say?"

"Yes I do. First, could you give me a spare black cloak? Second, teach me about the power in this world."

"That's an interesting request. Also, what do you mean by power?"

"What I mean is, which organizations are at the top, who is at the top of the organizations, are there any kind of areas in this world, stuff like that," I responded

"I see. Since you didn't tattle on us, I'll tell you.

The first thing that you need to know is that there are 2 factions. Pirates and Marines. Pirates form a crew or join one, or you can be alone. They can do whatever they want, whenever they want. In a sense, they have unlimited freedom. Among these pirates, there are four big shots. These four people are called {Emperors of The Sea}.

Among other pirates, there are seven pirates that have allied with the world government, thus earning them the title {Seven Warlords of The Sea}.

The other faction are the Marines. They symbolize justice, capturing pirates and putting them in Impel Down or executing them. They are essentially the sea military of the World Government. The people at the top of the Marines are called {Admirals}

Those are the basics if you want to survive in this era."

"Wow. Just wow. It feels like all I've been seeing was a curtain for the true world. By the way, you didn't mention what areas there are or what the World Government is."

"Right. The World Government is an organization that is composed of 20 kingdoms. It was said that 800 years ago, they formed this organization. So based on that information, they have been ruling this world for 800 years."

"With no sort of opposition?" I asked curiously.

"Yes."

I was in surprise. Sure, in my world, it was common for there to be powers here and there who have ruled for thousands of years. But in this world, it was unusual. Something just didn't feel right about this situation.

"Interesting. And the areas of the world?"

"You mean the lines. In this world, there is the Grand Line. An ocean route that wraps around the entire world. It is south of the North and East Blues and north of the South and West Blues. It is also separated from the Blues on both the north and south end by the Calm Belt. As for what the Calm Belt is, it is two areas of the ocean that border the north and south of the Grand Line.

The Grand Line is split into two sections by the Red Line. The first section is known as Paradise and the second is known as the New World. As for what the Red Line is, it is a vast ring-like continent that wraps around the entire world."

"And where are we, Shanks?

"We are in Paradise." He replied.

I looked up into the sky and realized that it had already become nighttime. "Ah, Shanks before I go, could give me a black cloak?"

He looked confused but didn't think too much of it. I said bye to his crew and went back to the village. Honestly, from the perspective of a normal person, they were decent people.

I went back inside the house and sat on the couch, checking in on Opal. She was sound asleep. I felt a little sad that I hadn't interacted with her much, but then again there would be a new day tomorrow.

As I kept thinking, I drifted off to sleep.

----(Greenhouse)---

In a greenhouse that was in the New World, there was a silhouette of a person.

A humanoid figure with a tall four spiked crown. This unknown figure was also donning an extremely long robe that flowed a great distance behind them. They had eyes with red irises, each having a thin ring around the pupil.

This figure was tending to its plants, relaxing and enjoying the sound of birds and nature itself. It did not mind if the birds inspected the robe, it was just sitting in a chair, enjoying life.

The figure suddenly got up and looked out the window and into a random direction. The figure was cautious because it got a feeling.

This feeling gave the figure a sense of foreshadowing. The figure was cautious because it did not get this feeling often. One of the earliest times it got this feeling was with fighting them, and that feeling came true.

They suffered heavy losses and were greatly weakened. Over the course of the ages, the feeling came and went, and every time it happened a new figure rose up. Someone who could threaten its position came up every time it felt the feeling. It had always been able to defeat the cause of the feeling.

But not now. The feeling he got this time was strong. Extremely strong. He had the confidence to defeat this enemy, but some of that confidence wavered. He then picked up an old-style phone and said something.

"Topman, increase the marine power. And do it fast."

The voice on the other end then replied, "Wha-Imu sama! About your order, it shall be done."

The voice then hang up, and the figure couldn't help by worry.

Worry about what was to come.