Traveler in the Pirate World

Golden light poured down from the sky. A tall and thin skeleton in a black gentleman's suit stood on the gorgeous and ostentatious stage. The lights gathered on his body. In the surging underworld behind him, countless figures stood and sang. At this moment, they were the center of the world.

Across the intersection of time and space, the souls of those who once died, relying on their remaining thoughts, perform this grand festival of music together with the immortal who also pursues music.

They sang loudly, carrying with them the passion of the past that could hardly be eroded by time. The neat chorus resounded through the sky, carrying every resonant tune into people's hearts.

The obsession was satisfied, and the countless regrets that were impacting the earth on the coastline near the sea completed their self-transcendence in satisfaction.

All the things you couldn't let go of in the past are no longer important at this moment. Anyone who pursues music will be proud and satisfied to be able to participate in such a grand event.

In a trance, Brooke saw his former companion. He saw Captain Yuchi smiling at him from a distance, "Good singing, Brooke!"

It was as if he saw countless figures shouting at him!

"Yeah, that's great singing, Brooke!"

"Thank you, I never thought that one day I would be able to stand on such a stage, my friend, you are awesome!"

"Hey man this is such an unprecedented event, I have to admit your singing lights my blood!"

……

When all the thoughts of singing loudly faded away, only pure spirit particles were left falling from the sky, like a rain, embellishing the language of the stars in the sky.

Brook sat on the ground exhausted. Except for the rotating golden rings behind him, all the strange visions had disappeared. He stared at the sky blankly. The girl behind him stared at him blankly. Suddenly, he found that there was a bloody figure standing above the sky. Red flames were burning and jumping on his remnant. It was difficult to see his face clearly. He only vaguely felt that he was an old man.

The fire of karma burned on his body, but it could not overcome the guilt and self-blame of thousands of years. The old man's voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing endless pain.

What a terrible punishment! The fire sent down by the gods burned his will. Everything in the past seemed to be right in front of him, as if telling him clearly what sin he had committed.

"I have spent my entire life composing music, and even went crazy because of it. I once left behind a sealed chapter of the devil, which was the biggest mistake of my life. It also dried up my creativity and made me unable to write anymore.

But today I will write my last song, hahaha… take it, the newcomer! In my name, end my past sins for me, not for the punishment of transcending the fire of karma, but just to put an end to all this. This song is called "Hymn. Blessing the Birth of the World", and it is sung for this world.

I am the king of music, I am a singer. Totumjika, an unqualified king, a failed king! "

……

A roll of golden music score floated down from the sky, and Brook took it in a daze. The old man who spoke at the end seemed very different from the other residual thoughts. For a moment, Brook felt that it was not a residual thought, but more like a soul with self-awareness, a living being awakened by the song.

The golden music score dissipated in Brook's hands, but the holy white notes were forever imprinted in his mind. He was speechless for a moment as he looked at the old man who was being dragged into the sea of ​​the underworld by the surging waves.

After a long time, he stood up again and looked at the coast and the sky. The spirit particles between heaven and earth surged and gathered into a torrent surrounding him. A blue, dreamy piano gathered in front of him. Brook sat down calmly, his white jade-like finger bones gently fell, and a little piano sound scattered on the earth.

At first, the melody is like a violent storm, like huge waves, the world turning upside down, all things are mixed and chaotic, suddenly a loud cry breaks through, as if a sword opens the sky, like the creation of the world and the separation of yin and yang, followed by soothing and light music, like the clear sky and the bright world, all things grow silently, and finally there is a loud song of celebration for the whole world, the melody is light and cheerful, and all spirits are happy.

One song with three chapters: the beginning of "Chaos", the divine "Creation of the Sky", and the joyful "All Living Beings". The three chapters were played in succession, bringing the curtain down on this grand event. Brook just sat there for a long, long time.

The Yellow Spring is still surging and churning, and countless thoughts are still roaring unwillingly in it. Everything seems like a dream.

……

"By the way, we've been chatting for so long, but I still don't know your name. My name is Brook, the singer Brook!" Brook stretched out his hand to the girl and showed a big smile, although it was hard to see.

The girl looked at Brook's hand that seemed to be carefully carved from warm white jade. She hesitated for a long time and then stretched out her hand to him. "I don't have a name, but they like to call me a stinky girl. They say that I stink, my temper stinks, and my actions stink even more. So they call me a stinky girl, even though I don't like this name very much."

"Haha...ha...that's not a name at all. Since you've been reborn in this underworld, why don't you give your new self a name!"

"How about chicken legs? Chicken legs are super delicious. How about cake? I found a big piece of it before. It was so sweet. I don't know why they threw away such delicious food and said it was too greasy.

Actually, it can also be called steak. It’s a big piece of hot meat, so fragrant, and it smells delicious..."

"You're just a glutton!"

"Great! Glutton is such a good name. Before, I wanted to eat a lot but couldn't!"

"Well, just call me Mavis!"

"What's the point? I still think Glutton is better."

"May you live a happy and fulfilling life!"

"Then...then let's call me Mavis. May my life be happy, blessed...perfect..."

……

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards the city, big hands holding small hands, it was a reunion of two equally lonely souls separated by two worlds.

Lily's figure stood on the ground where the two had just stood without knowing when. She waved her hand slightly, and golden light gathered. A roll of music score appeared in her hand. She opened the notebook in her hand, and the music score turned into a golden light in her hand and sank into it. The girl wrote for this volume.

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At the same time as this performance came to an end, at a music festival on the Grand Line, a young girl with long red and white hair was singing.

In the empty dressing room backstage, in a sealed suitcase, a piece of music score that seemed to be stained red and black by old blood was trembling slightly. The demon whose seal had been broken had an unsuppressible uneasiness in his heart.

"Totumjika? He should be dead, he should be dead! No, I am Totumjika! I am not dead, yes I am not dead, I am the king of music, I am... Totumjika, I am Totumjika..." In the restless consciousness, the devil's will was roaring.