Mo'er Didn't Sign the Death Record
"I'm not dead."
Mo'er reached for the death record.
A Hui folded the paper first.
"Don't touch it."
That's my record.
"Your signature is not on it."
"Death does not require the signature of the deceased."
Who told you that?
Mo'er looked at Custodian Zero below the door.
"Old Ship rules."
The man said, "He's right, Old Ships don't ask about the dead."
A Hui clenched the paper in his palm.
"He can talk now, he can lie, he can hide things from me—in which way does he seem like a dead person?"
"The record only recognizes the day the ship sank."
What happened that day?
Mo'er did not answer.
A Hui spread the death certificate back onto the ship's deck.
"If you don't tell me today, I won't let them dismantle the final link."
"A Hui."
Don't call me.
"Get them out of there first."
"You always put others in front of you."
Mo'er's hand stopped outside the door frame.
Lin Qi pulled the Death Page under the light.
The date matched the shipwreck record, and although the issuance column was empty, there was a Maintainer's imprint on the back of the paper.
"This is your seal."
"Yes."
You built it yourself?
"No."
How can the seal leave your hand?
"Every maintenance record has one."
Robin checks the back of the paper.
"The imprints come from the same page, cut out and pressed onto the death certificate, and are pieced together in the same way as Garp's palm print."
Garp said, "You're using someone else's seal to make promises on their behalf again."
Akainu went through the Navy's archives.
"On the day the ship sank, the World Government did receive a report of a Maintainer's death."
Who sent it?
"Transport Ship takeover system."
Man Zero said, "I gave it to you."
A Hui turned towards the door.
"What did you say?"
"I submitted the death report as the Custodian."
"You killed him?"
"I made the records think he was dead."
Mo'er took over the conversation.
"The Holy Knights are searching for surviving Maintainer."
So you made yourself into a dead person?
"Zero reported my death, which allowed me to leave the ship with a portion of the Echo."
A Hui stared at Mo'er.
You said you woke up at sea after the ship sank.
"Right."
You didn't mention you had a death record.
"I didn't bring it."
Zero raised his wrist, which had been chafed raw by the chains.
"The record remains with me."
What did you take on for him?
"The responsibility of maintenance left behind by the dead."
Mo'er interrupted.
"That wasn't what I asked for."
You didn't return to the ship after you woke up.
I thought there was no one on board.
A Hui placed his palm on the Death Page.
"What do you think?"
Mo'er crouched down.
I searched at sea for seven days.
Who to look for?
"Find the child who can hear the future."
Zero said, "He did look for it."
"You saw him?"
"I heard Mo'er knocking for seven days from the bottom of the ship."
Why aren't you responding?
"The Black Gate demands that the Custodian remain on the ship."
"You're staying?"
"I carry over three thousand names with me."
A Hui removed her hand from the Death Page.
"One of you pretended to be dead, and the other stayed down there; neither of you was willing to tell the other."
Mo'er looked at Zero.
I really thought you went with the coffin.
"I was the one who sent the coffin away."
"Are you the one coughing too?"
"Right."
"Did you take apart the red thread?"
"Right."
"You borrowed Rouge's coffin and stuffed fragments of her name into your Straw Hat."
"I only filled it in half; I let the Echo carry the other half away."
Lin Qi tapped the Death Page.
"We'll settle old scores later; let's deal with this piece of paper first."
Three options appear on the Throne Page.
[A: Acknowledge Mo'er's death, release Custodian Zero]
[B: Deny Mo'er's death; Mo'er reclaims all maintenance responsibilities]
[C: Continue to debate the death, suspend rescue efforts]
A Hui raised her hand to tear it.
Lin Qi pressed down on the edge of the paper.
"If you tear it up, you'll get another one."
"Then add D."
"Let Mo'er write it himself this time."
Mo'er looked at the death certificate.
"If I write this, it will be treated as an appeal for a deceased person."
"You are the one who has been registered."
"The Throne will use my confirmation to mend the dead relationship."
Lin Qi handed him the pen upside down.
Don't confirm death, just confirm that you are alive now.
Mo'er gripped the pen and wrote on the fourth line.
[D: A spliced imprint cannot prove death, administrative deletion cannot replace the fact of life, Mo'er's existing survival record is to be preserved independently, and Zero's responsibility for maintenance is immediately terminated.]
The word "Throne" has been removed.
Makino connects from the Foosha Village.
"His medical records are at the Tavern."
Lumi placed the page on the Sky Screen to show how to treat Mo'er's wounds.
"The wound is bleeding, the medication is effective, and the biopsy record is complete."
The word "survival" will continue to be deleted from the Throne.
A Hui poured out the records of Mo'er's tapping over the years onto the table.
He knocks every day, without stopping for twenty-two years.
Garp pulled out the Tavern's outstanding debts.
"That bastard still remembers how much wine I owe him."
Mo'er said, "You owe seventy-two cups."
"See, the dead don't chase after debts."
Even a dead man won't let you renege on your debt.
Dragon retrieved the Throne Node information provided by Mo'er from the Revolutionary Army archives.
Akainu has reclassified the case of the missing Maintainer on the Transport Ship as pending verification, no longer accepting the conclusion that he is dead.
Buggy stamped the final witness seal.
"I can vouch for him; he still owes a delivery fee."
Nami asked, "When did you start owing it?"
"Just copied the evidence of the takeover."
"That pen is for the Throne."
"The Throne doesn't pay."
All five seats were filled by option D.
The Maintainer's imprint on the Death Page had peeled off the back of the paper.
[Death record turned into fabricated evidence]
[Mo'er's Life Status: Alive]
[Liability Zero: Released]
The last link in the chain broke.
The man below fell forward.
Mo'er and A Hui grabbed his arms at the same time and dragged him out from under the Black Gate.
The red thread tied around his waist did not follow.
Those lines remained in place, each segment being added to the evidence database of its respective party.
The Paper Figures inside the Black Gate, having lost their names for support, scattered into a pile of old pages.
Lin Qi did not approach, but instead Unanswered push the pages of paper out the door one by one.
Through the medical line, Lingering Voice asked, "What's his name?"
The man lay on the deck and coughed for a while before speaking.
"Leave it empty for now."
"You also want a name protection period?"
"I've lived Zero for twenty-two years, there's no rush to retrieve it now."
Lin Qi placed the Blank name page beside him.
"Keep it for yourself."
The man did not answer.
"I have the seal of command on my hand."
"It has been converted into evidence against them."
"The paper I've touched still recognizes me."
Unanswered, but Black Line rolled up the name page and placed it next to the man.
No takeover marker appeared on the page.
The man stared at the Black Lines for a while.
"You left through the door?"
The Unanswered provided.
[I'll go by myself]
"There was no record of him being able to walk by himself before."
[Currently available]
The man raised his finger and touched the corner of the paper.
The name field is still empty.
However, new vital signs appeared on the medical page.
Lingering Voice, "He can leave the ship."
The Kuja medical ship lowered its retrieval rope.
Boa Hancock demanded that the man be isolated from all the Black Cups first, and then she would decide which ship he would board.
Mo'er, gripping the ship's railing, asked, "Are you coming with me?"
No, thank you.
Are you still blaming me?
You owe A Hui more than you owe me.
A Hui said, "Don't try to pin the blame on me."
The man coughed and chuckled.
"Then I'll go to the hospital ship first."
Lingering Voice, "I'll save you a bed."
"Stay away from the Lingering Voice."
Boa Hancock's voice came through.
"The remnants of the implant haven't been completely removed from your body."
"I know."
"No one is allowed to touch any of the children's records after boarding the ship."
"Know."
Lin Qi looked at the person Unanswered.
"And you?"
The Black Line dragged the Blank page outside the door back.
It still didn't write anything in the name field, only adding a sentence after the record.
I stayed outside.
The White Ship stopped sinking.
The records of the last batch of mothers awaiting transfer have also been independently distributed.
The Blank body was no longer being towed by the coffin ship, the communication line between Little Patch and Lingering Voice was restored to stability, and the Unborn mark next to Ace's name disappeared.
The Black Gate began to close.
Nami checked all the receiving points before taking back the map that was blocking Lin Qi's way.
You didn't go in this time.
"The door is open."
"Stop beating around the bush."
"I didn't sign it either."
You said a lot that needed to be said.
"Nothing went wrong in the end."
"Everyone caught it together."
Lin Qi looked at the receiving ships scattered across the sea.
That's why I dare to say it.
Nami snatched the pen from his hand.
"Say that first next time."
The Black Gate was now just a crack.
After the man Zero was laid on the Kuja's stretcher, he suddenly raised his hand.
"Etc."
"Are there still names that haven't been sent out?"
"No."
"Where are the takeover records?"
"It's all demolished now."
He pointed to the unclaimed death certificate.
The paper had been turned into forged evidence, but a thinner layer of black paper was stuck to the back.
Mo'er turned the paper over.
The date on the black paper predates the sinking of the Transport Ship and also predates Lin Qi opening the black document.
[Subject of death: Lin Qi]
[Recording Status: Completed]
Nami immediately looked at Lin Qi.
"Don't recognize it."
Lin Qi didn't touch the paper.
The Unanswered Black Line climbed up to the death record and wrote its second sentence after gaining Independent Expression.
[This one is real.]