#552 - Chapter 552: Rewriting the World

In the setting sun of Elbaf, the golden-haired man's figure appeared even more profound, and he had been intentionally hiding his face.

This made him seem even more mysterious.

He didn't speak immediately, but took out a small metal box from his waist and gently opened it.

A faint ray of light emanated from the box, as if traveling through endless time, carrying some indescribable ancient aura.

Jin narrowed his eyes, his brow furrowing slightly.

He keenly felt that this was no ordinary item, but a token carrying some heavy history.

He didn't urge him, but stood quietly, waiting for him to reveal the mystery.

The golden-haired man was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said slowly in a low and steady voice:

"This world once had a buried history, a truth that even the Celestial Dragons dare not face. Eight hundred years ago, the war that changed the world... how much do you know?"

Jin didn't answer, his silence was an attitude, he wanted to hear more.

Whitebeard leaned against a boulder, a sneer on his lips.

"Gurahaha, the World Government is trying its best to cover up this kind of question. If you know, you might as well tell us everything."

The man glanced at him and continued:

"It was an era intertwined with hope and despair, a man who tried to change the world—Joy Boy, and the woman who controlled everything—Imu, were in a showdown."

"Joy Boy," the man's voice carried a hint of reverence, "is an incredible figure.

He was a beacon for all the oppressed, and the only leader who dared to challenge the predecessor of the World Government.

In order to achieve equality for all races, he gathered countless people under his banner, even at the cost of his own life."

Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly speculating: This is quite consistent with the sporadic rumors he had heard, but it had more specific imagery.

"And Imu," the man continued, his tone obviously becoming heavier, "is the complete opposite.

In the name of the world's 'order,' she suppressed all resistance.

She possesses power that we cannot even imagine today, a power that does not come from an individual, but from the world itself."

Loki frowned, "Why hasn't any of this been passed down?"

The golden-haired man sneered, "Because what has been passed down is what she wants you to see. Imu not only defeated Joy Boy, but also defeated the entire history."

Listening to the man's narration, Jin couldn't help but feel turbulent in his heart.

He wasn't someone who was easily moved by stories, but every word the man spoke carried a genuine power, an emotion and detail that only someone who had experienced it could convey.

Countless images appeared in his mind: the Giant Tribe, the Fish-Man Tribe, the Skypieans... the races that Joy Boy had tried to liberate;

The Celestial Dragons, the Five Elders, Imu... those high and mighty rulers.

"Do you know," the man's tone suddenly turned deep, "Joy Boy's failure was not because of insufficient power, but because..."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over everyone, as if searching for the most suitable way to express it, and finally said slowly: "His allies betrayed him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Betrayal?" Jin's voice was low but powerful, revealing a hint of doubt.

The man nodded: "Yes. The people he trusted, because they feared Imu's power, eventually betrayed him.

Imu used this to completely disintegrate his camp.

The final outcome of that war was even more despairing than a complete defeat."

Whitebeard asked in a deep voice:

"So, the truth of this war is not just a duel between the strong, but also a game of human nature?"

The man smiled slightly, as if appreciating Whitebeard's insight:

"That's right. That's why Joy Boy's will needs to be inherited by future generations.

History not only needs to be remembered, but also needs to be rewritten."

Jin slowly closed his eyes, and Imu's indifferent eyes, Joy Boy's image, and the war and smoke in front of him appeared in his mind.

He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Is this why you are telling us all this today?"

The man slowly closed the box and nodded:

"Jin, I know you are a person destined to change history.

After hearing this, have you thought about your responsibility?"

Jin was silent for a moment, his eyes becoming more and more determined.

He looked at Whitebeard and Loki beside him, and finally at the man, his tone was calm but full of power:

"I am already in this war. No matter what power Imu possesses, no matter how she controls this world... history will eventually be rewritten."

Whitebeard grinned, "Gurahaha! Well said! I won't be absent from this kind of thing."

The man nodded, a hint of relief in his eyes:

"Then, that man's will is entrusted to you."

The sun was gradually setting, and the sky of Elbaf was dyed golden red.

In this ancient land, a buried history was reopened, and a new war was quietly brewing.

Jin narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the mysterious golden-haired man in front of him.

There was no hesitation in his eyes, nor the dodging that liars often have.

On the contrary, his eyes were deep and firm, as if carrying some heavy sense of mission.

"What about you?" Jin's tone was neither light nor heavy, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could pierce the depths of the other person's heart.

The man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if sorting out his thoughts.

His slender fingers gently tapped the box on his waist, then he raised his head, his eyes like a bonfire lit in the cold winter, with burning hope and calm determination.

"I want to witness." His voice was low, but powerfully pierced through the quiet air of Elbaf, "Witness the real One Piece that man spoke of."

Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and the subtle change in the other party's tone when mentioning "One Piece" made all kinds of guesses appear in his mind.

This man was obviously not just a nostalgic narrator, but an actor who had plans for the future.

"So," the golden-haired man continued, a confident smile on his lips, "I want to join you."

Jin didn't respond immediately, but turned his head and exchanged glances with Whitebeard, Loki, and other core partners.

Whitebeard leaned against the huge battle axe, grinning, revealing some undisguised unruliness:

"Gurahaha! There aren't many people who can understand the meaning of the treasure, this kid is a bit interesting, but I always feel a sense of familiarity from you."

Hearing this, the man in the bamboo hat just smiled softly and said nothing more.

Loki frowned slightly, his eyes scrutinizing, as if he was still weighing the other party's true intentions.

But in the end, he nodded lightly, which was regarded as a default.

Toki approached Jin and said in a low voice:

"This person is very smart and may become a strong helper.

But you have to be careful, he may have other ideas."

Jin listened to her words without answering immediately.

His eyes fell on the golden-haired man again, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, but then turned into a faint smile.

He raised his hand and extended it to the other party.

"Welcome to join, friend."

As soon as Jin's words fell, Loki and Whitebeard spoke at the same time, their voices with a heroic aura, overlapping with his words.

The golden-haired man was slightly stunned, and then showed a sincere smile.

He stretched out his hand and shook Jin's tightly, the strength between his palms showing an unspoken trust.

"Happy cooperation." The man said in a low voice, with a hint of ease in his tone, but also with a determination that was difficult to hide.

At this moment, the wind in Elbaf seemed to stop, and the eyes between the people were no longer a simple test, but an unspoken consensus.

Whitebeard patted the man on the shoulder with a big laugh, the force so strong that the other party's bamboo hat almost fell off:

"Gurahaha! Since you're here, get ready for a big fight, kid!"

Loki remained calm, but a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

He said softly: "Since you have chosen this path, don't look back."

Toki stood beside Jin, looked up at this new partner, with some complicated thoughts in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and finally said:

"I hope you won't let us down."

Jin withdrew his hand and took a deep breath. His eyes swept across the faces of each of his companions, and finally stopped on the golden-haired man.

He said calmly: "We have gone far on this road, if you are willing to join, be prepared to face everything.

There is only one goal—to rewrite this world."

"Rewrite this world..." The golden-haired man repeated, a surge of uncontrollable enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, "That's exactly what I want."

At this moment, a new ally joined, making this already strong team even more indestructible.

And the distant sunset gradually disappeared below the horizon, opening a new prelude to this unprecedented adventure.