Chapter 2 - Resurrection of Uta
The wind blew cold across the music-filled island of Elegia. The sky was cloudless, yet an eerie silence had settled over the once vibrant land.
Jessie stood quietly behind a building, eyes fixed on the scene ahead.
There she was—Uta. Pale, unconscious, barely clinging to life, her breath shallow. Her head rested in the arms of none other than Red-Haired Shanks, whose expression was heavy with guilt and grief.
"This is it," Jessie whispered. "The moment her story ends... unless I rewrite it."
His mind raced, not with fear—but with ambition. He had power now. Unmatched. He could change fate.
"This world... I was reborn here for a reason. Not just to survive—but to build something legendary."
His lips curled into a determined smile.
"A pirate crew... my own. And Uta will be the first."
He clenched his fist as the system chimed softly in his mind:
DING!
[Supreme Resurrection System available. Do you wish to use it?]
"Not yet," Jessie replied silently. "First, I have to appear. Make an impact."
And just like that—he moved.
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Without a single sound, Jessie appeared out of thin air in front of the Red Hair Pirates.
Gasps echoed.
"Wha—?!"
"Who is that?!"
Even Benn Beckman, always calm and composed, gritted his teeth and instinctively reached for his rifle.
Yasopp's hands hovered near his weapons.
A sharp tension filled the air. Haki users among the crew immediately flared their presence.
Shanks narrowed his eyes.
"He just appeared... I didn't sense him. Dangerous."
Jessie walked forward slowly, exuding quiet confidence. His black suit shimmered in the sunlight, his cowboy hat casting a shadow over his calm eyes.
"Who are you?" Shanks asked, stepping forward with calm but sharp intensity. His Conqueror's Haki erupted like a storm.
BOOM!
The air cracked. Buildings shook. Several crew members staggered from the sheer pressure.
But Jessie... didn't flinch.
He simply smiled.
"Me? I'm just a traveler."
He locked eyes with Shanks, unaffected by the Haki storm swirling around him.
"I came here to find my first crew member."
Shanks' expression hardened.
"You're looking in the wrong place."
Jessie stepped closer, eyes calm, voice steady.
"No. I'm exactly where I need to be. The girl in your arms—Uta... she's the one. She's meant to sail with me."
Gasps again. Benn Beckman's brow twitched.
"You're talking nonsense. Do you even know who you're standing in front of?"
Jessie smirked.
"I do. One of the Yonko. Red-Haired Shanks. But it doesn't matter."
He pointed gently at Uta, his voice softening.
"I don't need to fight you. I just need to save her. She's not meant to die here. She's meant to sing across the seas—with me."
Shanks was silent for a moment, his eyes narrowing.
"...You say you can save her?"
Jessie nodded.
"Watch me."
Without waiting for permission, he knelt beside Uta. The system activated in his mind.
DING!
[Supreme Resurrection Fruit engaged. Target: Uta. Begin resurrection?]
"Begin."
A radiant light surrounded his hand as he placed it gently over Uta's heart. A warm, golden glow spread across her body. Her fingers twitched. Her breathing stabilized.
And then—
Her eyes slowly opened.
"...Huh...?"
Shanks' eyes widened in disbelief.
"Uta!"
Jessie stood up, dusted off his coat, and tipped his hat slightly.
"Told you. She's my first nakama."
Uta looked at him, confused but intrigued, her voice weak.
"Who... are you...?"
Jessie turned back with a grin.
"I'm Jessie. Captain of the crew that doesn't exist yet... but will shake the world."