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Randall was silent for a long time before he said:
"What's going on with you?
You seem pretty clearheaded to me."
At that, Imu said calmly:
"You've met Poseidon, haven't you? Then you should know that I fused with the Devil Fruit Tree."
Randall nodded.
"Then did you know that the Devil Fruit Tree actually has a mind of its own?
Or rather, a soul."
Imu said.
At that, Randall looked thoughtful and uttered two words.
"Soul possession?"
Imu glanced at him and said:
"I've never heard that term before, but it feels quite fitting.
More or less. My soul is too weak to overpower the Devil Fruit Tree's soul.
Now, it's starting to fight back.
I don't actually want to die, but I want even less for my soul to become its nourishment."
Fused, but not completely.
So he really was mentally ill.
"Is that so? Then can I ask why you fused with the Devil Fruit Tree in the first place?"
Imu still showed little emotion, as though merely a detached observer.
"To fight off invaders.
Their technology was too advanced. We didn't have enough power.
Many of us died.
So, for the sake of power, I fused with it.
Of course, its manipulation played a part in that, too.
After the fusion, I gained immense power, defeated them, and took their spoils.
Uranus and Pluton, that is.
This planet was actually perfectly normal before, but that battle was so devastating that it gave rise to the bizarre weather along the Grand Line."
Randall offered no opinion on that.
"So that's the history of the Void Century recorded on the Poneglyphs?"
"No. That is indeed the history of those hundred years, but it isn't what's on the Poneglyphs."
Randall froze.
"What do you mean?"
"Simply