Chiyu was no fool.
He knew full well that with his current strength, going head-to-head with any one of the Four Emperors was basically a suicide mission.
He wasn't Luffy—he didn't have the luxury of main character plot armor that lets you pull off last-minute miracles in unwinnable fights.
If it was just him, maybe he'd take the risk.
But he had people behind him now—loyal subordinates, close allies.
Even if he didn't care about his own life, he had a responsibility to protect theirs.
So his plan was simple:
Do absolutely nothing.
Yeah, really.
Chiyu knew it wasn't the right time to challenge a Yonko.
What he needed right now wasn't war—it was time. Time to recover. Time to grow. Time to build something unshakable.
And as he waited, the world would change.
The perfect opportunity would come—he just had to be ready for it.
Of course, that's easier said than done.
Doing "nothing" in the New World is a luxury few can afford.
This sea belongs to the Four Emperors—submit or fight. There's no middle ground. And with the Navy and the World Government both still hunting him down, trying to lie low was almost impossible.
But Chiyu didn't care. He was doing it anyway.
First, he needed territory—somewhere to plant his flag.
His pick?
Raijin Island.
One of the first islands your Log Pose points to after entering the New World.
Constant lightning storms made it completely uninhabitable to most.
But for Chiyu, the lightning wasn't a problem—it was his greatest shield.
Thanks to his Rumble-Rumble Fruit, he could control the thunder and use it as a natural barrier.
Lightning would pour down on invaders, while the heart of the island stayed untouched—a perfect stronghold.
And he wasn't stopping there.
Chiyu also had his eye on Punk Hazard—a toxic wasteland long since abandoned and classified off-limits by the Navy.
It was perfect. No one would look for him there.
Even better, Raijin Island, Punk Hazard, and Dressrosa were all fairly close. And Dressrosa owed him—after he saved the kingdom, King Riku was more than happy to return the favor.
The crew was fully onboard.
They returned to Raijin Island quietly. Chiyu activated his lightning powers and turned the island into a fortress surrounded by a storm.
Then they moved inward—to the flatlands deep inside the island.
It looked dead. Barren. Charred.
But Chiyu had a plan to turn it into a paradise.
Binz, Zephyr's student and user of the Grow-Grow Fruit, had the power to make any plant grow fast and strong.
The only issue: he needed actual plants to work with.
So Chiyu sent teams to Dressrosa to collect everything—from towering trees and shrubs to the island's vibrant flowers—and transplanted them all onto Raijin Island.
Under Binz's care, the dead island quickly turned into a lush, blooming sanctuary.
Nami even planted her beloved orange trees.
With everyone pitching in, they built houses, labs, barracks—everything they needed.
In under six months, Raijin Island was transformed.
It was no longer a wasteland—it was home.
Chiyu repeated the process with Punk Hazard.
Smoker used his smoke powers to clear out the toxic gas, and they rebuilt from the ground up.
They claimed nearby smaller islands too, linking them into a defensive network with Raijin Island at its heart.
But Chiyu didn't stop there.
He started spreading his influence inside the Navy.
Thanks to his past actions, he already had die-hard fans among the ranks.
As time passed, more and more marines defected to his cause.
Within a year, his army grew past ten thousand.
Even Zephyr was impressed—completely won over.
His strength might not match the Navy's Admirals anymore, but when it came to teaching and training soldiers, Zephyr was second to none.
His NEO Navy officially merged with Chiyu's.
And with that…
Chiyu's army had a name: the Undying Legion.
But most of the world just called them the Uchiha Army, or simply Chiyu's Army.
Because to them, he was the real fear.
The Undying Legion didn't just threaten the Navy with brute force.
They were tearing it apart from the inside.
All over the seas—from the Four Blues to the Grand Line to the New World—soldiers abandoned their posts. Entire squads left together.
The Navy was in chaos—no trust, no unity, just panic and paranoia.
And worst of all?
There was nothing they could do to stop it.
No base could guarantee loyalty anymore.
And while that was happening, another storm was brewing…
The Seven Warlords were about to be disbanded.
The idea had been floating around ever since Chiyu killed Crocodile, Moria, and Doflamingo.
But back then, it was all talk. The Navy had too many fires to put out, and the World Government kept stalling.
Now? They had no choice.
The latest two Warlords—Whitebeard Jr. and Trafalgar Law—had basically gone rogue.
Whitebeard Jr. was a monster, and his actions were a direct reason why Zephyr defected.
Law had vanished after Punk Hazard—his mission to kill Doflamingo complete, thanks to Chiyu.
He ignored all Navy orders and did whatever he wanted.
And the others?
Kuma had been turned into a living weapon.
Hancock ruled Amazon Lily like a queen and ignored the Navy.
Mihawk was a one-man war machine who had strong ties to Shanks.
Jinbei had thrown his lot in with Whitebeard—and maybe even with Chiyu.
Finally, six months after Chiyu began quietly building his empire, the Navy and the World Government pulled the trigger.
The Warlord system was officially abolished.
Just like that, the Seven Warlords became targets again.
And of course, these weren't small-time pirates.
Catching them would be near impossible.
Without his title, Jinbei joined Whitebeard for good—binding Fish-Man Island to the Whitebeard Pirates.
Mihawk joined Red-Haired Shanks, turning an already legendary crew into a force that rivaled Whitebeard's.
Whitebeard Jr. became a laughingstock, unwanted even by Whitebeard's crew.
He and his mother wandered aimlessly, hunted and alone.
Hancock stayed solo—but under siege, even she couldn't hold out forever.
That's when a wild card stepped in:
Silvers Rayleigh, the Dark King, and right-hand to the Pirate King himself.
Years ago, he'd helped Hancock escape Mary Geoise. Now, he saved her and Amazon Lily once more.
With Rayleigh's help, Amazon Lily became an unshakable power in its own right.
And Law?
He came to Chiyu himself.
"I know you hate pirates. I get it. But I was never really one of them."
"Yes, I had a crew. But it was always about one thing: killing Doflamingo. Thanks to you, that mission's done."
"You may not see me as an ally, but to me? You're the reason I'm still alive."
Chiyu didn't interrupt.
Law continued:
"Now that I'm no longer a Warlord, I need somewhere to go. If you'll have me, I'd like to follow you."
Nami looked wary.
"He's still a pirate, Chiyu-sama. Can we trust him?"
Law smirked.
"You know how I got the Warlord title, right? I handed over the hearts of a hundred pirates to the Navy. I hate pirates too."
"And we've fought together before—remember Punk Hazard? We took down Caesar and saved those kids."
Franky nodded. "He's not lying."
Even Zephyr agreed.
"We need people. I say we keep him."
Chiyu shrugged.
"If even Zephyr says yes, I won't argue."
Law smiled.
"Thank you, Chiyu-sama."
The Heart Pirates disbanded.
Law became a general in the Undying Legion.
And with that, the Warlords were officially gone—and every single one had chosen a side.
Jinbei joined Whitebeard.
Mihawk joined Shanks.
Law joined Chiyu.
Hancock was protected by Rayleigh.
Whitebeard Jr. became a fugitive.
Kuma remained a government weapon.
The world map had been redrawn.
The year passed in eerie quiet. Tensions bubbled beneath the surface, but no one moved.
The Navy, the Four Emperors, the Revolutionaries, and Chiyu's Undying Legion maintained a fragile balance.
But then—
A single incident shattered the calm.
Thatch, the Fourth Division Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, found a rare Devil Fruit:
The Darkness Fruit. A Logia.
That was all it took to start the next storm.
Blackbeard—Marshall D. Teach—killed Thatch, ate the fruit, and fled the crew.
It was the one sin the Whitebeard Pirates would never forgive: killing a comrade.
Blackbeard had once been a member of the Second Division.
Now it was up to the division's captain, Ace, to bring him to justice.
Even Shanks appeared in person to stop him.
He'd sensed Blackbeard's terrifying potential.
If Ace went after him, the result could be catastrophic.
Whitebeard allowed it anyway.
Ace set off on his mission.
Shanks could only sigh.
"This era is about to explode."
"The year of peace is over."
"What's coming next… will shake the world to its core."