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The sea stretched out like a sheet of hammered tin under the late afternoon sun, the Thousand Sunny cutting through it with a steady rhythm. The familiar creak of wood and snap of canvas were punctuated by an unusual silence—the crew's usual banter muted by the weight of revelation. Zoro stood at the railing, his three swords a silent promise, as Luffy paced the deck with a restless energy that replaced his usual grin. The air smelled of salt and lemon from Sanji's kitchen, but even that aroma couldn't mask the tension. Luffy's fist clenched, his straw hat casting a long shadow. The crew watched him—Chopper with wide eyes, Usopp fidgeting, Nami's compass trembling in her hand. They had set sail on Garp's vague directions, chasing a ghost that had become flesh. Robin closed her book, h…