The video had ended, but the emotions of the viewers refused to settle. The experience felt almost as if they had lived through it themselves, leaving a deep impression on everyone.
In the world of pirates, aboard a uniquely shaped ship, the sea breeze brushed against Shanks' face, tousling his hair. Yet he remained immersed in the previous video, sitting quietly at the bow, gazing out at the vast blue ocean.
He stayed like that for an entire afternoon.
Only when night fell did he finally move. A smile slowly spread across his face as he muttered to himself, "So that's how it is…"
As he stood up, a thunderous boom erupted in front of him.
The previously calm sea suddenly became turbulent, waves surging violently. The commotion startled the crew, who rushed out of their cabins, thinking they were under attack.
But when they arrived, rubbing their sleepy eyes, all they saw was Shanks' carefree smile—and the fine cracks spreading across the deck beneath his feet.
Had the captain's Conqueror's Haki broken through again?
With his already unparalleled Conqueror's Haki, Shanks had long secured his position as one of the Four Emperors. If it had improved yet again, then their entire crew's strength would rise to a whole new level.
Excitement instantly replaced their drowsiness.
Seeing everyone's joy, Shanks laughed and immediately declared a banquet.
Soon, the familiar lively noise echoed once more across the sea.
Meanwhile, in an ancient castle somewhere—
Mihawk stood before a massive boulder, holding the black blade that symbolized his identity.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
With several swift, precise strikes—too fast for the eye to follow—the boulder split apart with a thunderous crash, its cuts perfectly smooth.
An ordinary person might have been satisfied with such a feat.
But Mihawk was the world's greatest swordsman.
How could he settle for that?
As expected, he frowned, remaining silent. Yet as he pondered, his arm moved unconsciously, as if he had entered a mysterious state of enlightenment.
All of this inspiration came from Rin Aokawa's video.
Time passed unnoticed. Then, in a fleeting moment, something flashed through Mihawk's mind.
He closed his eyes and slowly raised his black blade.
The surroundings fell into absolute stillness, as though time itself had stopped.
Only the blade moved.
Then—
It descended.
A terrifying sword aura tore through the ground, continuing forward without losing momentum, splitting even the sea into two halves that refused to close for a long time.
Looking at the destruction he had caused, Mihawk smiled.
For the first time in years, his strength had begun to grow again.
And he had touched upon that realm—
The realm of the sword domain.
In the world of gourmet hunters, a place filled with unimaginable delicacies—
By all logic, a waterfall of such magnitude would crush even a truck instantly under its force.
Beneath a raging waterfall as powerful as a flood, fragments of rock continuously tumbled down.
Yet an astonishing scene unfolded.
Sani sat calmly beneath it with his eyes closed, completely unharmed.
Even more unbelievable—
When the water reached his head, it split apart on its own, flowing harmlessly down both sides of his body.
And when massive boulders weighing hundreds of pounds fell toward him, they were shattered by an invisible force before they could even touch him.
This phenomenon stemmed entirely from Sani's own ability.
Above his head, countless fine strands of hair extended outward, forming an invisible barrier that protected him completely.
Those fluttering strands were both his senses and his weapons.
Within a radius of dozens of meters, everything had already become his domain.
Any disturbance—no matter how slight—would be detected instantly, allowing him to react at once.
His current achievement was all thanks to Rin Aokawa's video—the domain displayed by Gojo had given him the inspiration.
To Sani, this was the beauty of domains.
In his own words—
It was simply flawless.
At the same time, in an ordinary-looking village—
Under the moonlight, a red-haired boy stood in front of his warehouse, muttering to himself.
"Domain… control everything… reshape the environment…"
He seemed to have entered a trance.
Then he spread his hands.
A deep blue pattern emerged from his arm, gathering in his palm before forming—
A strange dagger out of thin air.
Creating something from nothing.
Something most people would never believe possible—
Yet the boy had truly done it, as if he were a creator himself.
But that wasn't the most shocking part.
The next moment, his eyes lit up as a surge of energy erupted from within him.
The ground suddenly filled with weapons.
Countless blades appeared, densely packed together, forming what looked like an armory spanning several meters.
However, this conjured arsenal only lasted a few seconds before vanishing.
At the same time, the boy collapsed to the ground, completely drained.
His energy simply wasn't enough to sustain it.
Meanwhile, in the Pokémon world—
On this day, people everywhere were in an uproar.
Because they had witnessed something unseen for hundreds of years.
Across the world, bursts of powerful energy began appearing intermittently—some scorching hot, others freezing cold, and some crackling with lightning.
It was as if all the elements of the world had gone berserk.
As trainers exploring various regions discussed the phenomenon, only one person truly understood what was happening.
Pallet Town—Professor Oak's Laboratory.
Dressed in his white coat, Professor Oak stared excitedly at the experiment table before him.
A Pikachu, which looked no different from any other, lay sleeping quietly on the table.
But under Oak's careful observation, he noticed something extraordinary.
Even while asleep, with each breath Pikachu took, faint arcs of electricity flickered around its body.
It was something Oak had never seen in all his years of research.
After careful thought, he arrived at a conclusion.
This phenomenon—along with the elemental disturbances occurring across the world—
Was caused by the domain video.
Because within these Pokémon—
He could clearly sense a faint trace of domains beginning to form.
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