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The defense was higher than Ayr expected, yet even with her monstrous frame and unmatched durability, Charlotte Linlin's talent and growth lagged far behind his. Ayr's rise was a storm that tore through the New World, swift and unstoppable, defying the pace of nature itself. Her position among the Four Emperors remained unshakable in this age, yet before Ayr, even that throne meant nothing. Deep within his being, he knew she was outmatched—utterly. Everyone improved, but she improved too slowly.
Smoothie and Perospero's retreat triggered panic that spread like wildfire through the ranks. Pirates scattered in all directions, abandoning the battlefield as fear devoured reason. From within Ayr's body, bathed in the eerie glow of Sage chakra, the Ten Tails stirred—its immense power rumbling like a beast awakening after eons of silence. Even without direct confrontation, through newspapers and whispers of war, the world had sensed it: Ayr's strength had long since surpassed that of the Yonko. His calm, steady gaze met Linlin's furious one, and that single glance shattered all illusion of equality. Their country was finished, Katakuri would fall, and those who fled no longer cared for pride—they sought survival.
There was no longer doubt. Ayr's power stood beyond Charlotte Linlin's comprehension, his aura distorting the air and hearts around him, turning courage into dust. Smoothie's heart trembled as she glanced at her fleeing brother, unable to resist the primal urge to run. Even among the Charlotte siblings, only a few could remain standing. Linlin's forehead beaded with cold sweat; her face twisted, fists trembling as she glared at the man before her. The battlefield had fallen silent. Where tens of thousands once stood, only a few hundred remained, paralyzed by the suffocating killing intent that filled the skies. Ayr wore no robes of the Sage, carried no staff, no spheres—yet the power surrounding him screamed divinity.
Katakuri's voice broke through the silence, a quiet plea of despair. Memories flickered in Linlin's mind—Mariejois, where Ayr, even with incomplete Sage power, had crushed CP0 and the Elders with ease. His words echoed like thunder: her defenses were impressive, but this would not take long. Remaining here meant death. There was no middle ground. Linlin's disbelief cracked through her pride as she realized this was his true power. Her steel body, famed across the seas as indestructible, felt fragile beneath the suffocating pressure of his aura. The skies darkened as Whole Cake Island itself trembled.
Charlotte Linlin had been called a monster since birth, yet beside Ayr—who defied reason, mastered powers across worlds, and tore through limitations—she appeared slow, outdated, almost human. The pirates could not move, their bodies frozen not from choice but terror. Their souls cracked beneath the weight of his presence. The Ten Tails within Ayr pulsed violently; Linlin's instincts screamed. That thing inside him was alive, vast, infinite. This man had become invincible. Around Ayr, purple chakra rose like steam, five ethereal tails twisting behind him, unstable yet godlike.
Panic rippled through the pirates. None could believe what they were seeing. Had that not been his full strength earlier? Linlin's rage flared, but even her fury trembled against the storm that was Ayr. Her defiance meant nothing as the Ten Tails' chakra merged into him completely. The battlefield shuddered. Ayr's transformation was no longer human—it was divine. The being before her was a different existence altogether, one that transcended even the concept of life and death. The hope of victory vanished from the world that instant.
Katakuri stayed by her side in silence while Perospero turned and fled, his heart broken by the sight of his mother facing the inevitable. Their souls shook as if standing before a Shinigami. Yet Katakuri chose to remain, loyal until the end. For what stood before them was no longer a man. Ayr had become something greater—a semi-complete Sage of Six Paths.
In the ancient tales, few had ever matched the presence of the true Sage, yet Ayr's aura mirrored that legend. Wrapped in celestial chakra, he hovered above the battlefield, a being of light and destruction. Smoothie looked back once more, whispered something no one heard, and fled. Even then, Linlin had taken only surface wounds—a testament to her monstrous resilience—but her spirit was faltering. Katakuri understood now why fate had led them here, to Loguetown. This was the end, and it would come swiftly. Ayr had not even unleashed the full power of the Ten Tails, yet already his might surpassed that of the gods.
Cold sweat streamed down Linlin's neck. Every instinct screamed to flee, but she knew running would not save her. Ayr's calm, expressionless face said everything—he was done playing. Cracker's voice trembled high above, whispering that Ayr stood in the sky like a god. None could deny it. Those who had faced his Lightning Style Chidori would have perished instantly; only Linlin's monstrous body still held shape. The loyal pirates, those too proud or too afraid to flee, knelt trembling, unable to meet his eyes. Time itself felt heavy; even air seemed afraid to move. Seeing Ayr's Sage form combined with the Ten Tails' chakra, the weaker ones simply collapsed. Linlin tried to summon her killing intent, to defy him, but terror only deepened. None understood what they faced. Ayr had become something completely different, something beyond comprehension.
Perospero's voice broke again, desperate and cracked, begging Katakuri to run. The air vibrated with divine energy as Ayr floated in silence, every breath of his body releasing pressure that distorted the world. Even Perospero, who knew his mother's power, knew this battle was over before it began. Ayr had become the true Ten Tails Jinchūriki, a being who commanded not just the chakra of the beast but the sacred essence of the Sage. Upon awakening this form, the pressure he released transcended anything human, anything mortal. The sky itself seemed to bow.
Damnation filled Perospero's voice as he realized how far Ayr had ascended. This was no longer the man they had once known. If Linlin tried to keep up with brute strength alone, she would lose—utterly. No one in this world had ever risen this fast. Not Blackbeard, not Luffy, not even the legends who once ruled the seas. Even Linlin, proud and invincible, could no longer deny what stood before her. If this continued, Ayr would become the new sovereign of Totto Land, the new ruler of fear itself. To end it, he drew deeper from the Ten Tails' chakra, his aura expanding, divine and absolute.
Perospero's final scream cut through the trembling battlefield—Ayr had already surpassed his mother long ago, and now he transcended even that. The name of Ayr was no longer human; it was myth reborn. Even the remnants of Roger's crew—Rayleigh, Jabba, and Roger himself—had once fought him together and failed. This was the man who faced the Five Elders alone and killed three of them. Now Charlotte Linlin finally understood her mistake. She had underestimated the being who would overthrow the balance of the world. Ayr, the true Ten Tails Jinchūriki, on the brink of perfect Sage of Six Paths power, radiated divinity so pure that the battlefield itself bowed in silence.
And from his body, divine chakra surged like a storm swallowing the heavens, shaping fate itself. The world trembled before him—the Obito Edition Sage of Six Paths had reappeared.
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