Garp spoke to him half-jokingly, half-seriously.
In part, he saw something more in the little Zaydas had shown since he appeared. On the other hand, it was almost like a catchphrase he said to everyone he saw as having talent.
But the refusal, and the way he refused, made Garp's expression drop, while deep down he couldn't deny it.
After all, he didn't become an Admiral precisely because he knew how much his freedom would be taken while those really in power didn't even treat them as human.
Looking at them, determining that this must be the year 1512, although it had been interesting to see Luffy and Ace while still young, even Garp, but... that was it.
Creating a pair of red feathered wings, Zaydas flew at such a fast speed that to their eyes he looked like a comet.
"SUGOOOIIII!"
Luffy's shout was so loud that even Zaydas, in the sky a long distance away, heard it.
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While flying, Zaydas thought about the possible events happening.
He knew that with each significant change, he would be rewarded with AP. And, although he no longer sought to increase his AP as much as before, having more is never too much.
First, he stopped in the nearby village without anyone noticing.
It wasn't a long distance, but he wasn't afraid that Garp would follow him.
Walking through the village, he received a few looks from the locals.
Whether it was the flashy way he dressed or even his striking appearance.
"Hello, boy. You're not from around here, are you?" A woman approached him with a friendly smile.
"Yes." Zaydas nodded, asking: "Where can I find a bar around here, could you tell me?"
"Of course." The woman's smile became more evident as she said: "Follow the road and turn left. Then walk a bit more and you'll see Partys Bar."
"Thank you." Zaydas thanked her, walking away.
Walking at a moderate pace, Zaydas turned the corner and saw the bar in the distance. It was two stories tall with a door and four windows.
The door was the old-fashioned kind, very reminiscent of Western movies.
Upon entering, passing through the wooden doors, the sound of the door was heard and several people inside the bar looked in his direction.
But when he reached the counter, they stopped paying attention to him as they chatted.
But the reality was that they were still paying attention to him, even if they pretended not to.
"Hello, young man." Asked the green-haired girl with a ponytail behind the counter: "I've never seen you around here. Is it your first time on this island?"
"Yes." Zaydas said: "I want a glass of your best liquor."
It didn't take long before she served him a glass of rum.
Without saying anything, Zaydas took the glass and drank a little.
When he finished, his eyes sparkled with pleasant surprise.
'Not bad.' He thought.
It's important to remember that Zaydas was used to drinking golden wine. For him to think this was good shows how good it really was.
Looking at the newspaper on the left side of the counter, he asked: "May I take a look?"
"Go ahead." The bartender replied with a simple smile, handing him the newspaper.
Taking it, he began to read.
Even being in another world, he recognized what was written and read at a fast pace.
Soon, he finished reading and took a deep breath.
'Fisher Tiger is still alive... And it doesn't seem like he climbed the Red Line with his bare hands to reach the holy city of Mary Geoise.'
But that shouldn't be right. By his calculations, Boa Hancock should already have been rescued by him along with the other slaves.
This confused him quite a bit. Until then, he thought the timeline was similar to the anime, considering the scene he had seen earlier of Garp, Ace, and Luffy.
Swirling the glass in his hand between his fingers, Zaydas thought to himself: 'In that case, dropping by there and stirring things up a bit in his place...'
It was almost the year 1512 from what he saw in the newspaper, just a few months away.
There were a few things he wanted to do in this world, as well as create a place to settle down.
'Should I create an artificial island in this dimension?' Zaydas pondered.
For the current him, doing something like that wasn't difficult, and what there was most of around was open water.
Another thing he could do was build a ship so large it could be mistaken for a city.
'Well, there's no rush, I just got here and I don't need to race against time.' He thought.
[Warning! Connection 100% Established!]
[Warning! Time Difference 1/100]
Seeing this warning, Zaydas could finally make changes to the time flow, slowing down the TSSDK timeline.
Finishing his rum, Zaydas asked: "How much is it?"
"500 Belly." She replied.
Taking a bill from his pocket, he paid and stood up to leave.
"Come back anytime."
Waving his hand, Zaydas passed through the door under everyone's gaze.
After he left, some murmurs about him were exchanged.
But that was of no interest to Zaydas.
...
After leaving the bar, Zaydas made himself go unnoticed. Soon, he created a pair of red feathered wings and began to fly.
'Alright, I already have a goal in mind.' He thought.
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Mary Geoise, located at the top of the Red Line, on the opposite side of the world from Reverse Mountain.
Perhaps for others, going from East Blue to that place would be a journey of days or months, but for Zaydas it was only a few minutes.
From high in the sky, now with a pair of demonic wings, Zaydas observed the rich and prosperous city inhabited by the World Nobles.
Like a God, as well as a Hero and Demon Lord, he could feel the negative energy coming from those enslaved by them.
The pain of the slaves, hatred, fear—it was vivid to him.
Another thing. Not all the Tenryūbito, the World Nobles, also known as Celestial Dragons, had rotten character. However, most were rotten to the core.
'I know they are nothing more than pieces on a chessboard, but that didn't make them any less awful.' Zaydas thought.
In the end, they drowned in their own stupidity and sense of greatness, feeling as if they were in fact beings above all others, true World Nobles, when in reality they were nothing more than mere pigs waiting for slaughter.
Using his unique ability, [Creation], Zaydas created a skill similar to Superman's. Which he named: [Perception Manipulation].
Even seeing him as he really was, after deactivating this ability, it was basically impossible to recognize him.
Of course, to add a bit of flair, he slicked all his hair back in the Sosuke Aizen style.
Forming a hand seal, he murmured in his mind: 'Alright, let's begin.'
'Multiple Shadow Clones!'
Using three different power sources, a thousand clones were created.
All of them equally powerful.
"GO!"