Back when Dracule Mihawk was still pursuing the path to becoming the World's Greatest Swordsman.
Back when Red-Haired, Big Mom, and the Beasts were still a bunch of rookies.
Back when Doflamingo was still in a dump in the North Blue.
In this vast ocean, there were only three overlords capable of becoming legends: the Flying Pirates, who controlled more than half of the New World, led by Golden Lion Shiki!
The mighty and righteous Great Pirate, Edward Newgate.
And the Roger Pirates, who pursued freedom alongside companions they could trust with their lives, led by Captain Gol D. Roger!
Deep in the ocean, a pirate ship sailed slowly toward them.
It was the Oro Jackson, the finest ship, built by the finest shipwright, Tom, using Adam Tree wood.
Though storms raged and waves towered around it, the pirate ship sailed steadily on.
It carried its companions across the vast ocean!
"Captain, come look! Come look!"
A boy with short, tousled red hair jumped up and down at the bow, as though he'd discovered a whole new world.
He pointed toward an island shrouded in dark clouds.
"That island is so interesting! First it gets windy, then there's thunder, then it rains!"
His eyes brimmed with the thrill of adventure, and he was practically bursting with excitement.
Beside him, a boy who looked like a red-nosed clown turned toward the strange island, but his face instantly went deathly pale.
For a moment, he seemed to see the island, with its bizarre weather, transform into a huge, snarling maw and lunge at them.
Dangerous. Extremely dangerous!
His instincts told him never to set foot on that island!
There was a monster on it!
"C-Captain, the weather on that island is too strange. Maybe we shouldn't go there?"
"The surrounding waters