Uchiha Clan In One Piece

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Next Day

The morning sun streamed through the ornate windows of the Empress Palace.

Hancock stretched and opened her eyes, the lingering drowsiness vanishing as she noticed Akira already awake and dressed, standing by the window with his arms crossed. He gazed out at the horizon, a calm yet commanding presence.

"Akira… you're up early," Hancock said softly, her face filled with affection.

Akira turned to her, a small smile playing on his lips. "Of course. Today's going to be an important day." His tone was casual but firm, brimming with confidence.

Hancock sat up, her curiosity piqued. "Important? What's happening today?"

"I'll be holding a meeting," Akira said, his expression turning serious. "On an island in the Calm Belt. I'll need you to prepare—you're coming with me."

Hancock's eyes widened slightly, her heart skipping a beat at the idea of being by Akira's side. "Of course! I'll be ready, Akira."

Akira nodded. "Good. Take your time, but don't be late. I'll pick you up once everything's set." He turned back to the window, his gaze focused and sharp.

As Hancock got out of bed, her thoughts were already racing. An important meeting… Akira always has such grand plans. I must not disappoint him!

Akira glanced back at her and added with a teasing smile, "And don't forget—this is a big day, so dress to impress. The Empress of Amazon Lily should make everyone remember her."

Hancock's face turned slightly red, but she puffed her chest out proudly. "As you wish, Akira. I won't let you down!"

With that, Akira walked out of the room, leaving Hancock with a determined spark in her eyes. She immediately called for her attendants to help her prepare, all while her mind was filled with thoughts of standing at Akira's side for this grand event.

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At an Unknown Island in the Calm Belt

The island sat in eerie stillness, surrounded by the motionless waters of the Calm Belt. At its center, a newly constructed building stood tall and imposing—a testament to Akira's meticulous planning. A clone of Akira had worked tirelessly to ensure it was completed on time, for today marked a critical step in his grand plan.

Inside the grand hall of the building, a circular table was prepared, with seven chairs arranged for the arrival of the distinguished guests. Each seat bore a symbol representing its intended occupant, a touch that made the gathering feel deliberate yet sudden.

One by one, the guests began to arrive, each accompanied by an Akira clone that had been sent to retrieve them.

Whitebeard arrived first, his massive frame nearly dwarfing the entrance as he stepped in. He glanced around, intrigued. "Gurarara! What's this, Akira? Dragging an old man like me here without warning?"

"Trust me, Whitebeard," said the Akira clone that had guided him. "It'll be worth your while."

Next came Uchiha Fugaku, his expression stern as always, his Sharingan faintly visible. He looked at Whitebeard and gave a respectful nod.

Itachi and Shisui arrived together, their movements calm yet purposeful. Itachi's piercing gaze swept over the room, while Shisui's easy-going demeanor added a sense of balance.

"This meeting will be… interesting," Itachi murmured.

Shisui grinned. "When isn't it interesting when Brother Akira's involved?"

Not long after, Orochimaru appeared, his serpentine presence unsettling to some. He examined the surroundings with a sly smile, his golden eyes glinting with curiosity. "Akira-sama, always full of surprises. I wonder what's on the agenda this time. Also, you didn't give me your blood to begin my experiments yet."

Akira smiled. "After this meeting, you'll have it. I've already prepared a lab for your use."

Orochimaru's grin widened. "Oh, I can't wait, Akira-sama."

The room settled as each of them found their place at the table, the air thick with anticipation. Finally, all clones of Akira dispersed, leaving the room silent.

The doors opened with a flourish, and Akira entered, accompanied by Boa Hancock. She walked beside him with regal grace, her beauty and authority radiating through the room. Akira's demeanor was calm yet commanding, exuding the kind of presence that silenced even the likes of Whitebeard.

"I apologize for the sudden invitation," Akira began, his voice steady and confident. "This situation is urgent and couldn't wait."

Whitebeard leaned back in his chair, his curiosity evident. "You've got my full attention. Speak already."

Akira took the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the group before him. "I'll start with something some of you may not know. We, the Uchiha Clan, come from another world."

"WHAT?!" Whitebeard's booming voice echoed in the hall. His eyes narrowed as he sneered. "Do you expect me to believe something that ridiculous, brat?"

Akira smirked but remained calm. "I expected this. But I assure you, it's the truth."

Whitebeard was about to retort when he noticed the others—Fugaku, Itachi, Shisui, Orochimaru, even Hancock—all nodding as if this revelation were common knowledge.

"Gurarara!" Whitebeard laughed, though there was a hint of unease. "You're telling me everyone here knows this? Are you all playing a joke on me?"

Akira chuckled. "No joke, Whitebeard. Let me explain."

Akira gestured, and a holographic image of the ninja world appeared above the table. Villages, mountains, forests, and the great Shinobi nations were all represented. This was the ability of the system.

"This is our home, the ninja world. It is vastly different from the world you know. In our land, we don't rely on ships or Devil Fruits. We use chakra—a form of energy that allows us to mold the elements, perform superhuman feats, and dominate the battlefield."

Whitebeard frowned but listened intently as Akira continued.

"Our clan, the Uchiha, is one of the strongest in that world. We possess a powerful bloodline ability called the Sharingan, which grants us unparalleled visual perception and other unique powers. However…" Akira's tone darkened. "Our world was flawed, plagued by endless war and corruption. That's why I brought my clan here—to find a better path and to reshape the future."

Whitebeard stroked his chin. "And you expect me to believe all this just like that?"

"I expected you to think it over." Akira smirked again. "But think about it, Whitebeard. You've seen powers that defy logic—Devil Fruits, Haki, and ancient artifacts. Is it so hard to believe there are other worlds with their own unique systems of power?"

Whitebeard leaned back, his gaze thoughtful now. "Hmm. When you put it like that…"

"And doesn't it explain why we Uchiha possess such strange abilities, unlike anything you've seen in this world?" Akira added, his Sharingan flashing briefly.

Whitebeard's eyes narrowed as he considered the information. Finally, he let out a hearty laugh. "Gurarara! You've got guts. Fine, I'll believe you—for now. But if this turns out to be some made-up story, I'll leave your Uchiha security company for good!"

Akira's expression turned serious as a surge of Haki radiated from him, commanding the room's attention. "The reason I've gathered you all here today is that I've discovered another world—a new one."

The room fell silent, the gravity of his statement sinking in. Fugaku was the first to speak, his tone measured but laced with curiosity. "Akira… are you saying there's a third world?"

"Yes," Akira confirmed. His gaze sharpened as he recalled the system notification from the previous night.

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System Notification:

World Detected: Attack on Titan

Description:

This world is set in a realm dominated by massive humanoid creatures known as Titans. Humanity has been pushed to the brink of extinction and survives only within three great walls: Maria, Rose, and Sheena. These walls protect the last bastion of humans from the terror of the Titans. The world is filled with mystery, including the origin of the Titans, the secrets of the walls, and the existence of a power known as the Titan Shifters—a unique group of individuals capable of transforming into Titans themselves.

Warning: Power levels in this world are restricted to ensure balance. High-power individuals won't be able to enter until the gate to the world is balanced.

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Returning to the present, Akira addressed the room. "This new world is unlike ours or even the One Piece world. It's weaker, fragile in its balance of power, and because of this, there are strict limitations on anyone who enters."

Orochimaru's golden eyes gleamed with excitement, his lips curling into a serpentine smile. "A world of mysteries and Titans, you say? Fascinating. Imagine the experiments… the knowledge…"

Ignoring Orochimaru's musings, Akira continued, his voice steady. "The reason I've called this meeting isn't just to share this discovery. It's to unite us under one banner. There will be countless worlds to explore, and each one will hold opportunities for us to grow stronger, to obtain immortality, to bring back the dead, or to achieve goals beyond imagination."

The room was quiet, each person lost in thought. Even Whitebeard, who had been skeptical earlier, seemed intrigued by Akira's vision.

"This is why we must form an alliance," Akira declared, his Sharingan glowing faintly as his gaze swept across the table. "I will lead this alliance, guiding us through these worlds and ensuring we achieve what we seek. Now, I officially declare the establishment of this Alliance!"

"Together, we will become a force unparalleled as the—"

Before he could finish, a clone of Akira suddenly appeared, carrying a woman over his shoulder. The interruption caught everyone's attention.

"Apologies for the interruption, Boss," the clone said, setting the woman down.

All eyes turned to the newcomer. She was a middle-aged woman, considered rather unattractive. Her broad eyebrows, a fat nose, and an overall chubby face stood out, made even more noticeable by her over-the-top makeup. She wore a pink kunoichi attire and had brown hair tied in pigtails.

Akira pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why...?"

The clone straightened up, looking sheepish. "This is the woman I retrieved from Wano, as per your orders."

"Damn it, I meant why now," Akira muttered.

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