Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Totto Land Kingdom
In front of the grand palace on Cake Island, a wide, picturesque square stretched out. At its peak stood a towering, majestic platform.
Two enormous visual Den Den Mushi were positioned prominently, broadcasting the event live to the entire world.
The square was packed, a dense crowd of countless citizens filling the space.
With the Totto Land Kingdom now officially established—centered on Cake Island and encompassing 34 surrounding islands brought under its rule through the recent campaigns of the Fallen Angel Pirates—this was the day the kingdom would formally announce its founding.
Ranks of neatly organized Homies soldiers stood in formation, maintaining order throughout the event.
Additionally, on every island under Totto Land's rule, large projection Den Den Mushi had been set up to broadcast the event live to all the kingdom's citizens.
"Is this for real?"
"A pirate, founding a kingdom?"
"Unbelievable! This is unprecedented!"
"The Fallen Angel Pirates are truly ambitious…"
"They're putting on such a grand spectacle. El is incredibly bold!"
"They've destroyed naval fortresses and even attacked the World Nobles. There's no way the World Government will let them off the hook!"
"Hah! Just give it ten days or so, and the Navy will crush them."
Across the world, from the Grand Line to the Four Blues, nations and towns of all sizes received the broadcast signal from Totto Land Kingdom.
In more developed areas, such as the Sabaody Archipelago, St. Poplar, Water 7, and Alabasta, large projection Den Den Mushi were set up, drawing crowds of curious citizens eager to watch the live broadcast.
Even in less developed islands and villages, people gathered around radio Den Den Mushi to tune in to the audio transmission.
The world's attention was fixated.
"He's amazing—!"
"El-oniichan!!!"
"El-sama!!!"
Standing at a towering nine meters tall, his broad shoulders adorned with a gold-trimmed white military uniform, El exuded elegance and authority.
With wings spread behind him and a blazing halo of fire crowning his head, his presence was mesmerizing. His tall, commanding figure and strikingly handsome features radiated a natural charisma, effortlessly commanding respect and admiration.
Linlin, Sally, Nef, Baka, Stussy, Lillian, Gerd, and the other women gazed at him with shining eyes, their expressions filled with unwavering adoration.
Some even found their hearts racing, their eyes gleaming with infatuation and devotion.
"That guy… How can he be so handsome?"
Even Tsuru, composed as she usually was, found herself momentarily dazed. After a long pause, her cheeks flushed as she snapped out of her trance.
Meanwhile, Rock, Jien, Moss, Barry, and Uthan were equally overwhelmed. Their faces flushed with excitement and pride as they looked up at El, the embodiment of their dreams and aspirations.
This was the moment they had waited eight years for—the realization of their grand vision was finally beginning.
"Wow—"
"El-sama!!!"
"So handsome! Unbelievably handsome!"
"Is that really the Fallen Angel El?"
"The world's most notorious criminal… So young, though!"
"I can't breathe! This is too much!"
"I want to marry you, El-sama!!"
"He's the prince of my dreams!"
"No, El-sama isn't just a prince—he's a real angel!!!"
Throughout Totto Land, in the square and on every island watching the broadcast, the reaction was unanimous: awe, admiration, and uncontrollable excitement.
The world was witnessing the rise of something extraordinary.
...
As El strode unhurriedly toward the high platform, countless onlookers—whether watching the broadcast via Den Den Mushi or standing in the live audience—were awestruck.
Was this the man who had recently caused an unending series of sensational events, earning the title of the world's most heinous criminal and a 3 billion berry bounty from the World Government?
So tall, so young, so handsome…
Especially among the young women in the audience, there were hearts aflutter and countless gasps of admiration. Some were so overwhelmed they fainted on the spot.
"I'm sure many of you already know me," El began, his voice calm and steady as he addressed the crowd.
"I am Kukulkan El, leader of the Fallen Angel Pirates…"
Resolute and confident, he gazed down at the tens of thousands gathered in the square below. With an amplifying Den Den Mushi in hand, his voice rang out with forceful cadence:
"Across the seas, many believe that the Fallen Angel Pirates are nothing but merciless criminals—pillaging, destroying, and bringing chaos wherever we go. They think we produce nothing and leave only ruin in our wake.
But to date, aside from the World Government and the Navy—who hypocritically wave the banner of so-called justice while serving as the Government's lackeys—we have never harmed innocent civilians."
"Moreover, the Fallen Angel Pirates, through the Hell Trade Company under our control, have introduced vast quantities of affordable grain and medicine to markets. By slashing exorbitant prices in half, we have saved countless lives. We've fed the starving and ensured no one needs to go to bed hungry anymore."
El paused briefly, letting his words sink in before continuing.
"Some of you may wonder: why are we targeting the World Government?"
Looking over the varied expressions in the crowd, El's gaze remained calm and unwavering.
"Over 700 years ago, twenty ambitious kings united to form the World Government, usurping control of the world. They shamelessly declared themselves the 'Creators,' adopting the title of 'Celestial Dragons,' and elevating themselves above all others. To maintain their imagined superiority, they enslaved and oppressed other races without restraint."
"For centuries, they have brutalized not just humans, but also the Fish-men, Merfolk, Mink Tribe, Longarm Tribe, Longleg Tribe, Snakeneck Tribe, Giants, and Dwarves—among other intelligent races. To these so-called Celestial Dragons, anyone who isn't one of them isn't even human. They see all other races as nothing but slaves, fit only to be trampled upon."
"The World Government may have publicly outlawed the slave trade, but behind closed doors, they ignore their own laws. The Celestial Dragons themselves are the largest patrons of the slave trade. To this day, atop the Red Line in Mariejois, there are hundreds of thousands—possibly millions—of slaves from every corner of the world. Daily, these slaves are tortured and killed in grotesque acts of cruelty, with countless others branded with the so-called 'Hoof of the Celestial Dragon' and sentenced to a life of hellish servitude."
"Rare and unique races, such as the Lunarians, Buccaneers, and Three-Eye Tribe, have been especially targeted, driven to near extinction by the World Government's use of force under the guise of justice."
"For centuries, they've issued bounties, conducted hunts, and enacted relentless persecution. They do this because they're afraid—terrified of our strength and of what would happen if we united. They fear the day when their oppressive reign is overthrown."
The crowd erupted into gasps of astonishment. Across the world, people listening and watching were left speechless, their ears ringing and jaws slack with shock.
No one had expected El to be so direct, openly and unreservedly condemning the World Government and the Celestial Dragons.
For centuries, the World Government had maintained an iron grip on the seas, crafting an image of themselves as untouchable, godlike rulers. Yet here was El, brazenly challenging them, denouncing their lies and tyranny in a worldwide broadcast.
The audacity of such a proclamation left many trembling, their foreheads beading with cold sweat.
There was no doubt—this speech would incite a massive storm across the Grand Line and the world. The World Government would retaliate swiftly and mercilessly, seeking to annihilate the Fallen Angel Pirates before they could solidify their kingdom.
"But let me tell you this…"
With unwavering conviction, El raised his fist high into the air, his voice ringing out louder and more resolute:
"I, Kukulkan El, descendant of the Lunarians, stand here today to deliver a clear message to the cowardly and corrupt thieves who have usurped the world's power—those rotting at the top of a decayed system. What they fear most has already begun. We have united."
"The days when these so-called Celestial Dragons could oppress and abuse other races as they pleased are over. Their era of unchecked tyranny is over!"
The declaration left the Totto Land Kingdom in stunned silence.
Across the globe, countless viewers gaped at their screens or projection feeds. Their shock was palpable, mingled with awe as they stared at the imposing figure standing atop the platform—a man who had the audacity to challenge the very foundation of the world's ruling system.
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