Multiverse Share: 36 Worlds at the Same Time

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In the Mental Space—

Eevee looked around and spoke up, "Hey, haven't seen Uchiha in a while. Has anyone run into him recently?"

Pirate Renzo shook his head. "Nope. Last time I saw him was when you triggered the Takamagahara upgrade. After that—nothing."

"I remember him saying he was going to help Obito unlock his eyes and master Kamui, maybe even swing by the moon."

Hentai Renzo nodded. "Yeah, that's what he said."

"Think he ran into the Sage of Six Paths or something and just got wiped out?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Please. With his strength? No way he'd lose to the Sage. You're overthinking it. He probably just got tied up with something. A few months of closed-door training isn't weird for someone like him."

Then she turned to the dragon. "By the way, I finished the human transformation spell you wanted. You're good to go explore the human world now."

"Thanks."

Zython nodded. "First thing I'm doing is buying up Borneo. Gonna turn it into my private domain before doing anything else."

"Solid plan," Apocalypse Renzo said with a thumbs-up.

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ِAfter a few days — in One Piece World

Pirate Renzo rushed full speed toward the New World.

Finally, on the fifth day, he reached territory controlled by the Whitebeard Pirates.

He had planned to sneak in quietly, but the moment he got within 200 meters, Whitebeard's Observation Haki picked him up.

"Gurararara!! Who's there, my friend? Come out and say hello!"

Whitebeard threw a huge sake gourd, grabbing his massive naginata.

He shouted into the air with booming force.

"Dad! What's going on? Is someone attacking us?"

Within moments, Marco and the others were on alert and surrounded the area.

"Pops, what's going on? Are we under attack?"

Marco and the others quickly rushed over, alerted by the sudden shift in Whitebeard's tone.

"Well, well, looks like I've been found," a voice chuckled from the void.

From thin air, a man slowly appeared—arms crossed, standing effortlessly in mid-air. He bore the face of Uchiha Madara, or at least something very close to it. His gaze swept over Whitebeard's crew with casual amusement.

"I've gotta say, Whitebeard, your Observation Haki's sharp as ever."

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes the moment the intruder showed up. "I remember you… Uchiha Madara, right? The World Government and CP agents have been hunting you down like mad. Heard you took out someone important."

"So tell me—why sneak into my territory like a thief in the night? If you were here for a formal visit, you'd have shown up in broad daylight."

His voice carried weight, a warning wrapped in curiosity. The others tensed, and Marco's expression turned guarded. Just who was this guy?

Uchiha Madara—also known in this crossover as Pirate Renzo—shrugged. "Relax. I'm not here for you guys. I'm looking for someone in your crew… Teach."

"The word is, he's lying low in your ranks, eyeing a particularly rare Devil Fruit. I just want to ask him a few questions about it."

"Oh, and I've also heard he's got a special kind of body—doesn't sleep, and might even be able to eat more than one Devil Fruit. I figured, that's something worth studying, don't you think?"

Uchiha Madara smirked and added, "And hey, let's be real here—if I hadn't shown up now, he would've eventually betrayed your crew for that fruit. I'm doing you all a favor, really."

His tone was honest, matter-of-fact.

But Whitebeard wasn't buying any of it.

And over in the crowd, Blackbeard—Marshall D. Teach—was quietly panicking.

How the hell did this guy know all that?

Even the part about his future plans?

This was bad. Really bad.

"This guy's gotta die." The thought flashed through Teach's mind like lightning.

Whitebeard, on the other hand, didn't even hesitate.

"You bastard… I don't hand over my sons to anyone. And I sure as hell don't let some punk slander them!"

"Kaishin ~ Seaquake!!!"

With a roar, he raised his fist and punched toward Uchiha Madara's direction.

CRACK!!

The very air around Whitebeard's fist shattered, unleashing a shockwave powerful enough to tear through ships, buildings—anything in its path.

But Renzo—as Madara—didn't flinch.

"Space Cut."

With a single motion of his hand, he sliced the space between them. The shockwave that had been heading his way vanished into the severed void.

"As I thought. It's not actual space you're breaking—it's just the air."

He calmly analyzed the attack as if he were observing a specimen. "Makes sense. That kind of raw shockwave wouldn't cut it against a real spatial technique."

With his current control over space, Whitebeard's punch didn't even scratch him.

"What the…? Old man's punch just… stopped? What kind of invisible barrier is that?" Marco muttered, stunned.

"Gurararara!!" Whitebeard let out a booming laugh, eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're no joke, kid. That's the real deal, huh? Space Fruit?"

"Who knows?" Madara replied with a shrug.

Then, cracking his knuckles, he drew his arm back, his grin widening.

"Well, you landed one punch. Now it's my turn."

"Try and resist. If you're lucky, I, Uchiha Madara, might just acknowledge you."

"Godspeed."

In the blink of an eye, he vanished, tearing through the air like lightning and reappeared right in front of Whitebeard—fist already flying forward.

"Divine Haki: Impact Punch!!"

Divine Haki combined Sage Chakra, Reiatsu, and even his Origin Power—Source Energy—to push Haki beyond the world's limits, elevating it to an entirely new tier: Divine.

"Kaishin ~ Seaquake!!"

Whitebeard, relying on his Observation Haki and insane combat instincts, reacted almost instantly—throwing a punch of his own to counter.

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