When one controlled a colossal force, time itself seemed to pass more quickly.
There were many matters that Dawn had to handle personally. After all, everyone had gathered because of him.
Those who had once held different, even opposing positions could not so easily cooperate without lingering reservations, even if they now stood on the same side.
Some did not even know one another, and some had previously been enemies, forcing Dawn to coordinate between them.
Fortunately, everyone shared the same goal, and Dawn's development of the Door-Door Fruit had become sufficiently advanced. Though exhausting, things proceeded rather smoothly.
Round Sea Calendar, Year 1523.
As time passed, Dawn fully realized that he had completely left the original timeline behind. He was now leading this world toward a history entirely of his own creation.
The thought filled Dawn with boundless ambition.
Dawn might have been enjoying himself, but the World Government and the Five Elders were utterly frantic.
The Revolutionary Army was responsible for harassment, constantly operating across the world and fighting fiercely with the CP agencies.
The Navy was entirely unreliable. They were already occupied dealing with the harassment of two Four Emperors, and there was no way they could be counted on for the looming war.
Morgans was another headache. Ever since the Reverie ended, he had gone mad, relentlessly reporting the Celestial Dragons' dirty secrets.
At first, it had all been true. Later, he simply began making stories up. But once mud had landed in their pants, whether it was shit or not, it looked like shit.
There was no helping it. Everyone knew what the Celestial Dragons were like. Now that someone had openly turned against them and exposed their filth, combined with Morgans' previous credibility, even these convincingly fabricated false reports were believed as truth.
And