"Reality Marbles, whether it's the Ionioi Hetairoi of the King of Conquerors or the Unlimited Blade Works of Emiya, they all fall into the category of Reality Marbles, and both are incredibly broken abilities."

Caelan recalled the displays of Reality Marbles in Fate and couldn't help but feel fascinated.

The King of Conquerors' Ionioi Hetairoi summoned the heroic spirits who had followed him across countless battlefields. Each one was powerful, and with hundreds of thousands of them together, it was no wonder he had boasted he could unify the Type-Moon world in 2005.

Emiya Shirou, or Red Archer's Unlimited Blade Works, was not only striking but also effective. With that alone, he could contend evenly with Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon.

This alone proved that archers had always been formidable since ancient times.

"Now that I possess the knowledge to create a Reality Marble, and with my endless mana, what kind of world will I manifest?"

Caelan wondered curiously.

A Reality Marble was a great magic that projected the landscape of one's inner world into reality.

Once activated, it eroded the real world with the caster's will, creating a personal domain, like the Rain Tiger at Will technique from Naruto.

Because of its nature, the form of a Reality Marble could not be chosen at will. It was determined by the caster's innermost thoughts.

In other words, the Reality Marble was a direct reflection of the heart.

The King of Conquerors' Ionioi Hetairoi was the manifestation of his desire to conquer all. Emiya's Unlimited Blade Works was the embodiment of his resolve to be a hero of justice.

Caelan had no idea what his Reality Marble would reveal.

Would it be a hedonistic Garden of Eden?

Or perhaps his supreme ambition to rule the pirate world?

"I don't know which one is the true me."

He spoke with faint amusement.

The anticipation of constructing his Reality Marble grew stronger.

Now, with the knowledge of Reality Marbles, his rank as a third-rate magus, and the blessings of Heracles' and Karna's templates, he already had the power to create one.

Setting aside all distracting thoughts, Caelan focused his mind and began the construction in earnest.

"Show me the desire of my heart!"

He chanted the aria, and an immense surge of mana erupted from him.

The magical expertise inherited from the Saintess of the Winter guided his every step.

Gradually, the room around him began to twist and distort.

The Reality Marble began to unfold.

The earth shifted, the sky was replaced.

In the blink of an eye, the room vanished, and he stood in an entirely new world.

The once-flat stone floor was gone, replaced by scorched earth.

Rotting swords were impaled in the ground, while piles of bones, stained with dried black and red blood, littered the battlefield.

Above, instead of the pale moonlight of the outside world, a blazing sun hung high, scorching the countless bones below.

A violent wind swept across the wasteland, scattering bones with sand and grit, revealing the remnants of brutal warfare.

Heroes had clashed here. The victors shone like the sun.

"So this is my inner world? Isn't it a bit too cruel?"

Caelan's lips twitched as he took in the battlefield.

The bones could be seen as the enemies he had defeated, the broken swords as the glory of his victories.

But was he really such a ruthless person?

Fortunately, the mental world continued to shift. In the clear sky, a majestic temple slowly began to take form.

As the temple rose, Caelan's mana poured out like a flood.

He frowned, realizing something was wrong.

It wasn't that he lacked mana. But such intense fluctuations would inevitably affect the outside world.

"Still, I'm not casting a spell that harms people. I'm only creating a world. No one should be injured."

After some thought, he dismissed the concern.

At most, it might wake the sleeping or frighten them, but it wouldn't harm anyone.

So, Caelan ignored the disturbance and focused on maintaining the output of mana.

…

Outside, Dressrosa.

Just as Caelan expected, the massive surge of mana became a tangible, crushing pressure.

It spread through space, enveloping the entire island.

In the dead of night, Dressrosa awoke in alarm.

"It feels like a stone slab weighing a hundred pounds is pressing down on me. I can't stand it!"

"My eyelids keep twitching. It feels like disaster is coming!"

"Even breathing is hard under this pressure!"

Ordinary citizens woke in terror, restless under the overwhelming weight.

This oppression from the source of life itself made them deeply uneasy.

Many left their homes instinctively, gathering in the streets.

A hint of chaos rippled through the crowds.

"Everyone calm down! Do not panic! Dressrosa is the safest place in the world under Caelan-sama's protection!"

Gion led the Neo Navy to stabilize the people.

"Yes! With Caelan-sama here, nothing can harm us!"

The crowd quickly regained composure.

They had witnessed Caelan's power firsthand.

Whether it was Doflamingo, Dragon in the arena, or any other force that had come for the auction, none could stand against him.

He had even slain a great pirate on the spot as a warning.

Remembering this, the people breathed easier.

Though the pressure remained suffocating, their fear lessened.

"Hmph! If Caelan-sama discovers who's behind this disturbance, that person will regret it!"

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Grumbling, the citizens returned to their homes.

Their faith in Caelan was unshakable.

"This uproar… was actually caused by Caelan himself."

Gion gave a helpless smile and murmured.

She, Nami, Robin, and the others had noticed the moment the mana burst forth.

Their Observation Haki confirmed the source: Caelan's chambers. They even heard the echo of the outward surge.

Though they couldn't identify what this pressure was—so similar to Conqueror's Haki yet entirely different—they knew for certain it came from him.

"I don't know what he's up to at this late hour," Gion yawned, though concern showed on her face.

She was worried about the sudden disturbance.

Once the citizens were calm, she immediately made her way toward Caelan's location.

And she wasn't the only one.

Already gathered outside his room were Nami, Robin, and Violet, waiting anxiously.

There too stood Monkey D. Dragon, who had just spoken with him earlier, and Morgans, eager for the next piece of world-shaking news.

Together, they waited in silence.

(To be continued.)

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