One Piece: The sky is azure, I just time-traveled today.

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“You must believe,” the bear’s voice became even more solemn, “believe that Nika truly exists.”

As he spoke, amidst his daughter's bewildered gaze, the lingering smoke of battle, and the watchful eyes of the revolutionary army, this burly, imposing "tyrant" slowly rose to his feet.

Then, he began to dance that strange, clumsy yet powerful dance from his memory.

Arms outstretched, as if embracing the sun. Steps on the ground, left hand switching to right, like the swastika dancing, as if striking the drumbeat of freedom.

Although his movements were completely out of character for his massive frame, they were filled with an indescribable piety and prayer.

His dancing was not good; it was even somewhat comical.

But no one laughed.

Bonnie forgot to cry, staring blankly at her father. No matter how many times she had seen him like this, she was still drawn in. The dance seemed to possess a magical power, piercing through her sorrow and awakening a seed in her young heart called "Nika, the Sun Goddess."

Kuina, Sabo, and Robin watched this scene silently, their expressions complex. They could feel the heavy paternal love and resolute determination contained in the dance.

Liu Jiu's gaze remained calm. He felt a sense of familiarity with the dance, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Finally... the dance stopped.

Bear was slightly out of breath. He took one last deep look at his daughter, as if trying to etch her image into the depths of his soul.

"Believe in him, Bonnie. The sun god Nika will one day appear and lead everyone to liberate all mankind and have a grand celebration."

After saying that, he resolutely turned around, his broad back merging step by step into the still turbulent revolutionary tide, never to look back again.

"Daddy—!" Bonnie's heart-wrenching cries echoed across the square.

But this time, the bear did not stop.

Separation is for a safer future.

Chapter 154 Transformation into a Female Nika

The sea breeze remains, caressing the sailboats that have sailed away from the Kingdom of Stella.

The deck was no longer filled with the usual frolicking.

Bonnie sat in the corner, hugging her knees. Her pink hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, and her big eyes had lost their sparkle. She just stared blankly at the land that was receding into the distance, the land where she had once reunited with her father.

A gloomy mood hung over her like a dark cloud for several days.

Sabo tried to tell jokes and funny stories he got from Robin, and Kuina even acquiesced to him shrinking herself again... but nothing could dispel the heaviness of being separated from her father again.

In her little world, the light that had just been relit seemed to dim again.

Until this day.

Bonnie slowly stood up and walked to Liu Jiu, who had been sitting quietly. She looked up, her voice slightly hoarse and uncertain:

“Uncle…” she asked softly, as if touching a fragile dream, “Do you know… Nika, the sun god?”

When her father left, he spoke in such a solemn tone and danced the dance he had taught her since she was a child, telling her that she must believe in the existence of "the sun god Nika".

Liu Jiu's calm gaze fell on her, but he did not answer immediately.

He thought for a moment.

A pair of eyes seemed to pierce through time, seeing certain distant, predetermined yet unrealized scenes.

Then he turned to Robin and extended his hand. Robin understood, took out paper and pen from his bag, and handed them to him.

The deck was quiet, and Kuina, Sabo, and Robin's eyes were all focused on it. They all remembered the Kuma's prayerful dance, and the weight that the name "Nikka the Sun Goddess" carried.

Liu Jiu didn't explain. He lowered his head, picked up his pen, and began to sketch stroke by stroke on the blank page.

His movements were unhurried, with a strange rhythm. Lines flowed from the tip of the pen, gradually forming an outline—a flamboyant, peculiar figure that seemed to be made of rubber.

It was the posture of a young boy, yet it was full of divine tension.

Her hair flew upwards like burning flames, her eyes were sharp and filled with the joy of liberation, and her body was wrapped in ribbons like white smoke.

He laughed loudly, striking a powerful and free fighting pose, as if he were about to kick off all the shackles and bring laughter and liberation to the whole world.

There are no colors, only black and white lines.

But the will to break through all constraints and bring ultimate freedom and joy seems to burst forth from the paper!

As the last stroke was made, Liu Jiu gently pushed the paper in front of Bonnie.

Bonnie stared blankly at the image in the painting.

At that moment, her father's clumsy yet devout dance and the figure in the painting, full of divinity and liberation, strangely overlapped in her mind.

It's this swastika-shaped figure dancing!

Tears welled up again, but they were no longer tears of sorrow.

It is a confirmation, a connection, a...hope.

She reached out her little hand and carefully stroked the smiling figure on the drawing paper.

“Nika…” she murmured.

The sea breeze blew, the paper trembled slightly, and the "Sun God" in the painting seemed to come alive, showing an eternal smile of freedom to the sad little girl.

Liu Jiu put down his pen and turned his gaze back to the boundless sea.

He didn't say anything.

Children in this world are generally capable of self-healing and have strong inner strength.

The sea in the New World is a gladiatorial arena where the strong prey on the weak.

Having left the Kingdom of Stella, the ships seemed to have lost their clear destination, drifting aimlessly through this most dangerous sea.

This sea area is never short of prey that seeks its own death.

Once, Kuina might have left a sliver of room to defeat rather than annihilate.

But things are different now.

The sword in her hand grew even colder and more resolute.

Any pirate who dares to approach, whether out of greed or sheer stupidity—

Once Ziyun was unsheathed, there were no survivors.

The sword light was no longer just sharp; it also carried a chilling, murderous aura.

It's no longer about severing cables and knocking enemies away, but about the blade slicing through throats and piercing hearts.

A fleeting purple glint would flash by, and the pirate ship would fall silent instantly, leaving only a pile of gradually cooling corpses and a dark red stain slowly seeping into the deck.

Sabo and Robin worked silently together, clearing the battlefield and sinking the pirate ships that had come to them.

There was no pity, no hesitation.

This is the law of the new world.

It's either devour or be devoured. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself and your comrades.

Kuina was simply putting this ironclad rule into practice in the most direct way.

At the same time, I casually refreshed the KPIs assigned to me by Fleet Admiral Sengoku of the Navy as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Bonnie often sat in a corner of the deck, seemingly oblivious to the fighting around her.

Her entire being was absorbed in that thin sheet of paper.

The image of "Sun God Nika" that Liu Jiu had sketched was tightly clutched in her small hand, and the edges were already somewhat worn.

She looked at it again and again, tracing the fiery hair with her fingers, the joyful and powerful smile, the posture that seemed capable of shattering all shackles.

My father's words echoed in my ears:

"Believe in him, Bonnie. The sun god Nika will appear one day and lead everyone to liberate all mankind and have a grand celebration."

The liberation of all mankind... a feast of universal celebration...

Looking at the free and unrestrained figure in the painting, she recalled the numb and desperate faces of the Kingdom of Stella, and her father's heavy and imposing figure.

A small but incredibly firm idea sprouted in her heart and grew wildly.

If I could be like Nika...

If only I possessed that kind of power, that kind of freedom...

Could... help Dad?

Could it... make this world free of countries filled with suffering like Stella's?

Would that... allow everyone to laugh happily and no longer have to be separated?

This thought, like a wildfire, burned away the sorrow of parting and ignited an unprecedented longing.

She began to yearn for someone like Nika.

"I also want to...be like Nika..."

She whispered unconsciously.

An indescribable wave suddenly spread out from her center!

A Twisted Future

The power of the Year-Year Fruit came into play at this moment!

Under the watchful eyes of Kuina, Sabo, Robin, and Liu Jiu, Bonney's petite body underwent an astonishing transformation!

Her long pink hair seemed to be ignited by an invisible flame, flying and dancing upwards, with the ends tinged with a platinum sheen like the morning sun!

Her originally slightly immature figure had grown longer, and what appeared before everyone was a powerful, youthful figure with fair skin.

What was most striking was her eyes—when she suddenly opened them, those big eyes no longer held the innocence or sadness of a child, but burned with a scorching flame full of joy and a liberating will!

Her lips curled up uncontrollably, forming a wild and free smile that resembled Nika's in the portrait, yet possessed her own unique characteristics!

"Hahaha--!!"

An indescribable aura emanated from her—

It is not simply about being powerful, but about having a powerful will to break with convention, defy constraints, and spread laughter and freedom throughout the world!

The air around her seemed to distort slightly, emitting a cheerful chirping sound.