Chat Group For The Dead : Start From One Piece

Whitey Bay slowly opened her eyes and saw a towering figure looming before her.

The figure raised an arm hardened by Armament Haki and intercepted the incoming strike from Whitebeard Jr..

"Back off!" a calm but commanding voice rang out.

Lucas stood between Whitey Bay and his would-be assailant, his posture relaxed yet imposing. Behind him, Whitey Bay hesitated for a brief moment before quickly stepping back.

"Yes, Master Lucas!" she responded obediently.

Whitey Bay's eyes flickered with recognition as she studied Lucas. She had heard about this man—the new Leader of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Meanwhile, Whitebeard Jr. glared fiercely at Lucas, his expression filled with both confusion and hostility. "Who are you?" he demanded. "Why are you stopping me from claiming my father's treasure?!"

In the distance, Stussy's expression darkened as she realized the situation was taking a turn for the worse. Her shrill voice rang out in warning, "My dear son, be careful! This guy is no ordinary pirate. We need to retreat!"

Lucas let out a mocking chuckle. "Retreat?" His gaze was cold and unforgiving. "Do you really think you have the ability to escape?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the sky above them darkened. An entire island descended from the heavens, crashing into the sea nearby. A group of powerful figures landed on the battlefield—the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Stussy, who had been about to grab Whitey Bay as a hostage, froze. Her face drained of color as Marco and the others stood before her, their expressions unreadable but their intent unmistakable.

"Stussy," Marco greeted, his voice dripping with menace. "Long time no see."

He took a step forward, his sharp gaze fixed on her. "I heard some ridiculous rumors… that you were once someone our father loved?" His tone was laced with disbelief and disdain. "And that idiot over there is supposed to be the son you and our father had together?"

Marco scoffed, folding his arms. "You show up here, causing trouble for the Whitebeard Pirates, all for the sake of seizing our father's so-called treasure? Are you out of your mind?"

Stussy's eyes darted nervously from Whitebeard Jr. to the gathered captains. Her lips curled into a forced smile, her demeanor shifting to one of desperate flattery.

"Marco, dear, why must we start off on such bad terms?" she sighed dramatically. "We're old acquaintances, aren't we? And besides, your father and I… we were a real couple!"

Marco's patience snapped. "Bullshit!" he snarled. "The only family our father ever acknowledged was us—his crew, the Whitebeard Pirates! Everyone who sailed under him called him 'Pops' and was part of his family."

Stussy shook her head pityingly. "Oh, Marco, how naive. Back then, your father and I were both pirates. And pirates… they don't publicize their love affairs. But I assure you, we shared something special."

She looked toward Whitebeard Jr., her expression sorrowful. "The proof of our love stands right there! My precious son. It's a pity that your father refused to recognize him because he thought he was too… slow. But that doesn't change the truth!"

Before Marco could retort, Lucas's chat group suddenly exploded with activity.

Whitebeard: "That damn woman! How dare she slander me like this! If I had known, I would have drowned her back when we were part of the Rocks Pirates!"

Golden Lion Shiki: "Shihahaha! Whitebeard, you sure you're not just embarrassed? I mean… she does sound pretty convincing!"

Pirate King Roger: "Come on, Whitebeard! A real man takes responsibility! I mean, sure, Stussy's a bit ugly now, but she was quite the looker in her youth. If something really happened between you two, I don't see the big deal!"

Whitebeard: "You bastards! You're both asking for a beating!"

Golden Lion Shiki: "Shihahaha! You keep denying it, but let's be real… doesn't Whitebeard Jr. look a lot like you? That raw strength—he's terrifyingly strong with the same beard too, just like you were in your younger days. Hell, he even managed to cut off Black Arm Zephyr's arm!"

Pirate King Roger: "Whitebeard, listen… just because he's not too bright doesn't mean he's not your son! My son's an idiot too, but I still acknowledge him!"

Fire Fist Ace: "Shut up! I don't acknowledge you!"

Gold Thief Woonan: "I believe Whitebeard. He's not the type to be swayed by lust."

Whitebeard: "Thank you, Woonan! At least someone has sense."

Gold Thief Woonan: "But honestly, Whitebeard Jr. does look suspiciously like you… are you sure you didn't slip up somewhere?"

Whitebeard: "Damn it, NO!"

Lucas, who had been listening to the banter, suddenly spoke up.

Lucas: "What if Whitebeard Jr. is a clone? Like the Pacifistas, where they used Bartholomew Kuma's clone as a base…"

Whitebeard fell silent for a moment. "Hmm… If that's the case, then this situation just got a lot more disturbing."

Golden Lion Shiki: "You're telling me! Just imagining an army of Whitebeard clones is terrifying!"

Lucas: "There must be limitations to cloning. Otherwise, with all the power the World Government has, they'd be mass-producing clones of Kaido and Big Mom by now. Wouldn't it make more sense to just clone the strongest pirates instead of struggling to control them?"

Whitebeard: "Enough talk. We need to deal with these two pests first."

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