P.S. I have a cold, a stomachache, and cold sweat pouring off me...
A dazzling white light flashed, and Sengoku thought Roy's killing move had struck again.
He looked closely, his pupils contracting.
He had arrived in a peculiar space.
"This is..."
Sengoku raised his head and murmured to himself.
Images raced through his entire life.
In his youth, Kong had brought him into the Navy, where he had also met Garp and Tsuru.
From then on, they had begun making names for themselves in the Navy.
Later, as their military achievements accumulated, they had all been promoted to vice admiral.
A few years later, the greatest upheaval in history had erupted.
A pirate named Rocks had formed a pirate crew, ruled the New World, and attacked God Valley.
Back then, their Navy had taken part in that enormous upheaval.
Countless people had fallen in that turmoil.
Although Rocks had been dealt with, he and Garp had had some disagreements.
"Forget it. It's all in the past."
"Looks like Garp really was the carefree one, refusing the World Government's summons and refusing to become an admiral."
Sengoku reached out, but his hand passed straight through the images.
"Is this what happens before death? Your experiences play out one after another, like memories?"
"It's actually rather interesting."
He shook his head with a rueful laugh, a trace of desolation in his words.
So even a powerful man like him could grow sentimental.
The images continued playing scenes from his past.
Among them were scenes of him becoming an admiral, and of Golden Lion, Whitebeard, and Roger becoming the three strongest figures in the New World.
He also relived one incident after another, as Sakazuki, Kizaru, Kuzan, and the others rose to the rank of admiral in succession.
Then a child named