[Author Talk---]
There will be many changes in the events of One Piece
because of the existence of Akuma.
This will not be mentioned in any chapter again...
Please keep it in mind and read the following chapters
Thank you!!
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West Blue___
Ohara is an island located in West Blue. The island consisted primarily of archeologists.
Ohara is notable for the Tree of Knowledge, a 5,000 year-old gigantic library tree surrounded by houses. Other than that, Ohara is too small to have any other locations.
Currently, an unknown group of pirates were terrorizing this place.
Tens of large pirate ships were docked ashore, multiple pirates were transporting bundles of books.
Inside the gigantic tree library, A group of archeologists were arguing.
"What do you mean? The Navy is sending warships!, " Exclaimed an old man with weird shaped hair on him.
Clover is an elderly man with a shaved top, with his green hair adjusted jutting on the sides and the back top, combined with a large beard, all in the shape of leaves.
This overall was a reminiscence of an upside down three-leaf clover. He wore a red-and-white striped shirt with a large belt at his waist, pants and a blue-and-black jacket with a tiger face in the back.
Clover is also the director of the Ohara Library, and a leading authority on archeology.
He is a professor and scholar who studied poneglyphs with his fellow colleagues in the Tree of Knowledge.
"Yes, so I hope you could come with us! You can study poneglyph there as much as you want!, " Said Irish with a smile trying to convince Clover.
"But this is our home! We can't just leave because someone forced us!
It's our right to know about the past!, " Voiced another archeologist as he glared at Irish.
"So, you're not gonna come with us?, " Asked Irish again but some sadness was visible.
"Yes! And leave those books here! It's our life's study!, " Going, the others also started saying their answers.
"Then why are you still here?, " Said Irish, staring at Clover's eyes with her smiling face.
The archeologists suddenly saw Clover's body producing black smoke.
"Aaaa!, " With a scream, Clover's body turned into black powder and fell on the ground.
Even the clothes he wore had suffered from the same situation.
"W-What did you do!, " Shouted an archeologist pointing towards Irish who held her right hand forward.
"Ohh! Me? I just rot him to dust, " Replied Irish blinking her eyes, while touching her lips with her index finger.
"Kill them, " Ordered Irish, turning her head and looking out of the window.
"No! Ahge!, " All the archeologists inside the library were stabbed to death by pirates.
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"We got what we came for, why did you have to kill them?, " Asked Lancelot as he walked in the library and saw the dead bodies of the archeologists.
"Because it's fun to play with someone's life, " Replied Irish, spinning her stylish cane in a circular motion.
The pirates carried the dead bodies out of the library one after another.
After some time, Irish and Lancelot were the only ones left in the library.
"Do you think Borg and Rocky can handle the Navy warships?, " Asked Irish, she turned to look at Lancelot.
"They should be. But where is that talking skeleton?, " Asked Lancelot while crossing his arms over his chest.
"Were you talking about me? Yo-hohohoho!, " Laughters heard from the door.
Looking towards the door, Irish and Lancelot saw Brook coming in with a little girl.
"Who is she?, " Asked Irish, moving her eyes to the little girl.
"What was your name again?, " Asked Brook, crouching down and staring at the girl.
"R-Robin, " Answered the little girl, her body became stiff because of fear.
"Don't be afraid Little Robin, we are here just to borrow some books, " Said Irish, moving near Robin and stroking her hair.
"T-These?, " Asked Robin while raising her finger towards the blood painted floor.
"It's just some blood! Don't worry, " Said Irish, clapping her hands and smiling at Robin.
"Then, did you see Professor Clover? I was looking for him, " Asked Robin, looking up at Irish with some courage.
"Clover? I think he just left the library. Why don't you go and continue searching for him?, " Replied Irish, still maintaining her beautiful smile.
"Hm, " Nodding her head, Robin went out of the library to search for the dead Clover.
"Why did you lie?, " Asked Brook standing up but not facing Irish, instead looking at the disappearing figure of Robin.
"Oh come on!, " Sighed Irish, she shook her head and walked out of the library leaving Brook and Lancelot alone.
"Completely different from what she looks like, " Said Lancelot as he patted Brook on his shoulder and left.
"Looks like our city was really lucky, " Muttered Brook, he walked to the window and looked out.
The island was in a mess, people were not allowed to leave their houses for the time.
All Brook saw were some alive archeologists and their pirates transporting the library books.
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Nico Olvia
The mother of Nico Robin and an archeologist from Ohara who studied the Poneglyphs with some other archeologists.
Later, was caught by the Marines and was directly ordered by the World Government to be executed.
But with the help of Jaguar D. Saul, a giant and a Vice Admiral of Marine. She managed to escape her death.
As a giant, Saul is many times larger than a human. He has long, orange hair and a big beard that seemed to connect around his entire face, which somewhat resembled a lion's mane.
Sailing was a big boat, but only two figures were on it. One small and the other extremely big.
"We are here!, " Said Olvia, she gazed at the large green tree having tens of floors in it.
"We must warn them about the Navy Warships!, " A look of tension raised on Saul's face.
"What's going on! Why are there pirates here!, " Said Saul as he saw some large pirate ships docked on the edge of the island.
He could even see many pirates working together to carry bundles of books.
"Are they looting the island!, " Exclaimed Olvia while covering her mouth and her eyes widened.
"I need to do something!, " Said Saul, with his big hands he rowed the big boat faster towards the shore.
Not far from the island, a special ship was sailing. On it were many government agents in white suits.