One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 83: News of the Immortal War — The World Shudders

Villagers in West Blue gathered, shielding their eyes as the sun glinted off descending bundles of papers.

"What's going on?" muttered an old woman, her voice uneasy.

On a bustling street in the Grand Line, a burly merchant unrolled one of the papers — and his face immediately drained of color.

A single word escaped his lips, trembling.

"Impossible..."

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In bold, screaming headlines, it read:

"IMMORTAL GOD KNIGHTS VS VOIDREIGN PIRATES ELITES!"

But it was the images — four powerful, haunting photographs taken in the heat of battle — that left the world speechless.

The first showed Uta, standing tall with a sinisterly grinning clown behind her, and Gunko lying broken at her feet with the monstrous Fenrir looming nearby.

The second captured the mighty Black-Eye Panda, his titanic fist stretched out over three kilometers, slamming into the immortal Killingham, sending shockwaves that split the earth.

The third showed Vash the Stampede, his Angel Arm aglow, obliterating an entire battlefield. Sommers, barely surviving, was seen in the corner of the image — one eye left, his face contorted in agony.

And the fourth...

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It sent a chill down every spine that saw it.

Meruem, standing before an ancient, monstrous gate — The Gate of the Abyss. From its black depths, ant demons crawled forth, while a blood-red eye hung in the heavens above, its iris vast as a nation, its gaze whispering madness like a ghostly chant through the ink of the image.

Beneath the photos, a chilling caption:

"The Immortal Army of the World Government Exists."

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At Marine Headquarters, the atmosphere exploded with tension.

Fleet Admiral Akainu's fist crashed down upon his desk, shattering it into splinters.

"AGAIN! VOIDREIGN PIRATES!!!" he roared, his volcanic temper igniting the very air around him. "I WON'T LET THIS STAND!"

The room fell silent, save for the crackling heat from Akainu's rage.

Admirals and Vice Admirals alike stared at the newspaper with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Admiral Kizaru, the ever-laidback light-man, squinted at the photographs.

His lips twitched, and for once, his usual detached smirk faded.

"Ooh... This... this is bad," he murmured, each image gnawing at his nerves.

He paused on the final photo.

"It's... it's like it's destroying my soul just looking at it," he admitted softly, something rare for the normally unfazed admiral.

Then his gaze flicked to Akainu.

"I never thought... that the World Government had an immortal force like the God Knights among them."

Akainu's face hardened.

A tense silence fell before he spoke.

"Of course we knew," Akainu growled. "Fleet Admirals before me knew... Sengoku, Kong, even those before them. We were sworn to silence. No one else was meant to know."

The gathered Vice Admirals paled. Some even took a step back, horror dawning in their expressions.

Admiral Fujitora, with his blindfolded eyes closed, sighed.

"And now the whole world knows."

His voice was quiet but filled with gravity.

"There's no erasing this from history now."

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What struck Kizaru most was not just the Immortals — but the identity revealed alongside them.

His finger trembled as he pointed to a side-by-side image.

"Is that... Emperor Shanks'... twin brother?"

The others froze.

"Now I understand why it was so easy to negotiate peace back at Marineford," Kizaru whispered.

Akainu remained silent.

But his clenched fists spoke volumes.

"They were already in play back then," he muttered.

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Far across the seas, aboard the Red Force, the Red-Haired Pirates reveled in drink and laughter, celebrating another day of freedom.

But then — a figure burst through the crowd, panting.

"Big news! You've got to see this, Boss!"

Ben Beckman squinted, lowering his drink as the man handed him the paper.

His sharp eyes ran over the title.

"Immortal God Knights vs. Voidreign Pirates Elites..."

A scowl formed.

His expression darkened with every image he saw.

But it was the last photo that made his heart stop.

His cigarette fell from his lips.

"No way... It can't be..."

His eyes widened in shock.

"It's him..."

The world around them seemed to hush.

Shanks, sensing the change, approached.

"What's in the paper, Beckman?"

Ben handed it over in silence.

Shanks' carefree grin returned as he saw Uta's photo.

"Haha, she's gotten stronger. Good kid."

But then his gaze fell on the final image.

The laughter died.

The crew's celebration dimmed.

The very air grew heavier.

A suffocating stillness crept in.

Shanks' grip tightened.

The blood-red eye. The Gate of the Abyss. The man standing before it.

His twin.

His reflection in another life.

Beckman stepped closer.

"You know him, don't you?"

Shanks said nothing for a long moment.

Then, with a sigh, his expression unreadable, he spoke softly.

"Those people... they're already in motion."

Ben Beckman's face tightened.

"And now the world knows they exist."

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The seas stirred.

Pirates, civilians, revolutionaries and kings, across the world sat with newspapers clutched in their hands.

Shock, fear, and wonder gripped their hearts.

For the first time in centuries, a forbidden truth had been laid bare.

The World Government's Immortal God Knights were real.

And someone was strong enough — bold enough — to fight them.