One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 46: The World Shock

The world trembled.

Not from mere earthquakes or tidal waves alone — but from something deeper, more primordial. It was the kind of disturbance that whispered across continents, slithered through the ocean currents, and roared silently into the hearts of those who could feel the rhythm of the world change.

Across hundreds of islands, the ground shook, waves swelled, and the sky itself flickered. Seafarers fell to their knees. Fishermen dropped their nets. Even hardened pirates stood still on their decks, gazing at the sea as if it had just spoken in a voice only they could understand.

Far across the Grand Line, on the mighty and legendary warrior island of Elbaf, the skies grew eerily quiet. The air was thick, tense — as if it too were holding its breath.

On a cliff overlooking the sea, Red-Haired Shanks, one of the Four Emperors of the Sea, stood silently. His cloak fluttered in the wind, his scarred face turned to the west. The massive Tree of Elbaf loomed in the background, ancient and unmoved, but the sea itself... was shifting.

The waves lapped strangely at the shores. Not violently. Just wrong. A rhythm unfit for nature.

"Captain," murmured Ben Beckman, walking up beside him. "What was that? The earth shook... and the sea is rising ever so slightly."

Shanks didn't speak for a long moment. His one good eye narrowed as he stared across the ocean — past the clouds, past the red lands, past even Mary Geoise. His haki stretched far, brushing across chaos itself.

"I felt it," Shanks said quietly. "Something ancient has stirred. And someone powerful... someone new... stood in its way."

On the other side of the sea, in a chaotic base belonging to the Cross Guild, the bombastic Buggy the Clown was pacing frantically, his body parts detaching in panic as tremors rocked the floor.

"What the hell was THAT?!" Buggy yelped. "Don't tell me another admiral's dropped a meteor!!"

Mihawk, calmly seated with a glass of wine, didn't even flinch. His eyes, sharp as ever, were locked onto the sky.

"That wasn't a meteor," he muttered. "That... was power."

Crocodile, arms folded, stared at the clouds slowly forming a strange spiral. "Something's coming," he added. "And I don't like it."

Buggy grabbed his own head, panic rising. "Wh-What do you mean something's coming?! You two better not ditch me again!"

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Meanwhile, in the buzzing headquarters of the World Economic News, chaos reigned — but a different kind of chaos.

The charismatic and opportunistic Big News Morgans had just finished reviewing a set of newly received Den Den Mushi images — and what he saw made his feathers tremble.

The images were grainy, but unmistakable.

A massive beam of light descending from the sky.

A lone warrior intercepting it mid-air, sword clashing with pure destruction.

A cataclysmic explosion that shook the very sea.

And in the center of it all... a figure. A name. Jessie of the Voidreign Pirates.

"HOLY MOTHER OF SCOOPS!" Morgans bellowed, throwing the photos into the air like confetti. "This is it! THIS is the front page for the century!"

His beak curled into a wide grin.

"Big news! BIG NEWS!" he cackled like a madman. "The world won't sleep tonight! PRINT IT! Print it all! The hero who defied the heavens, the mysterious power of the Voidreign Pirates, and the awakening of a forgotten god!"

He spun around. "And you! Load the seagulls! Every corner of every sea must see this before sundown!"

His team scrambled, sweat flying, feathers flapping, printing machines roaring to life.

The world would know what had happened in Lulusia.

Three hours later, across the globe...

From the East Blue to the furthest reaches of the Grand Line, a storm of white wings filled the skies. Seagulls, each bearing the morning edition of the World Economic Times, soared through wind and storm.

In villages, on pirate ships, naval bases, and even hidden islands, the newspapers fluttered down like divine omens.

Children ran to pick them up.

Pirates flipped open the pages with dread.

And the front page image?

Jessie, mid-air, blade raised against a god-like beam of destruction. His silhouette blazing against a background of pure white chaos. The headline screamed:

"THE VOIDREIGN PIRATES DEFY THE HEAVENS – HERO OR HARBINGER?"

Underneath it, grainy stills of the attack on Lulusia. The light. The explosion. The sea rising in terror. And Jessie, alive — though barely.

People gasped. Some cried. Others whispered in fear.

In one port town, a tavern grew silent as the patrons stared at the photo. "He... stopped that?" someone muttered.

Another added, "What kind of crew is this? Who are they... really?"

In a quiet marine outpost, a commander gritted his teeth, slamming the newspaper on the table. "That's no ordinary pirate. He just blocked an act of god."

Even high-ranking Marines froze. For years, whispers of the Ancient Weapons were considered taboo. Officially erased from record. Dismissed as legend.

But those who knew the truth — those like Fleet Admiral Sakazuki (Akainu), the Five Elders, and Imu-sama — understood immediately what they were witnessing.

The world, however, did not. They didn't know what Uranus was. Not truly.

But a few did:

At the end of the Red Line, in the grand, shadowed halls of Mary Geoise, the Five Elders stared grimly at a copy of the front page. Their hands trembled. Sweat rolled down their faces. The failure to destroy Lulusia was not only a military disaster — it was a public one.

And worst of all... the photo showed Jessie, deflecting it.

Imu-sama, seated high above, remained motionless in the shadows. Only the glimmer of red eyes gave away his presence. The five elders didn't dare speak unless spoken to.

Then Imu spoke. Low. Calm. Terrifying.

"He deflected Uranus," Imu said. "We underestimated them."

The silence deepened. The weight of failure crushed the room.

Imu rose from the throne, the giant straw hat behind him casting a long shadow across the room.

"We will not fail again."

Far away, on a quiet laboratory island, Dr. Vegapunk looked at the newspaper and sighed deeply. He, too, had recognized the weapon's signature. He whispered to himself:

"So... the Voidreign Pirates really stood in front of it... Jessie. You may have bought the world time."

On Impel Down – Level 6 (Eternal Hell), Donquixote Doflamingo laughed from his prison cell in Impel Down. "Fufufufufu... the balance of the world is shifting again. I wonder... who will tip the scales next?"

Yet while the entire world watched with bated breath, one crew remained unaware.

Straw Hat Luffy and his crew, still sailing toward the chaos on Egghead Island, hadn't seen the newspaper.

Not yet.

Their time would come soon.

But tonight... the world didn't sleep.

because the news Voidreign. appear again in the sea

And Jessie — the man who clashed with a god.

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