One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 57: Seeds of the Future, Echoes of the Past

The golden morning sun rose over Voidreign Island, its rays slicing through the clouds like blades of light, casting a warm glow across the thriving kingdom. The ocean breeze gently rolled over the rooftops and stone roads, carrying the faint scent of salt, sea, and blooming flora from the nearby Celestial Garden Castle.

Jessie, the Void King, stepped out from the high balcony of the castle and descended toward the heart of the island. Dressed in a simple cloak today, without his royal garb or overwhelming aura, he walked among the people as one of them—silent, observant, and thoughtful.

The streets were busy but peaceful. Vendors sold fruit, spices, and handmade goods. Blacksmiths clanged their hammers rhythmically against enchanted metals. Citizens, unaware of the full power their king held, bowed respectfully as he passed, their eyes filled with admiration and loyalty.

But Jessie's gaze wasn't on the adults today. It was the children.

He saw them laughing, running, reading a newspaper while seated on the ground. Dozens, no, hundreds of them. Their future depended not just on strength—but knowledge, creativity, and unity.

With a purposeful stride, Jessie raised his den den mushi communicator and dialed a secure line.

Bruuu... bruuu...

The device blinked.

"Void King," came the crisp voice of Kaelor Brimstone, Voidreign's chief architect and logistics officer.

"I need you to build a full-scale educational institution—elementary to college. I've seen too many children with bright eyes and no direction. That changes now."

"As you command," Kaelor replied without hesitation. "Location?"

"West sector of the island. I want it ready in weeks, not months. Use void crystal architecture, but make it warm and human. No need for towers of pride. This is for their future."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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By afternoon, the foundation was already laid.

A massive courtyard opened to lush green lawns. Glass-paneled classrooms spiraled outward from the central domed hall. The symbol of Voidreign—a silver crown eclipsed by a crescent void—was carved on every entrance, not as a symbol of power, but of protection.

Inside the school, children now sat in classes, some reading, some whispering with wide eyes.

"Voidreign was saved twice," one instructor explained, pointing to a glowing map. "First, from the tyrant King Seki, who once ruled this land with a fist of cruelty and greed—taxing the poor while living in absurd luxury. He was overthrown by the combined might of the people and their chosen king: Jessie."

The children gasped.

"And second—from the wrath of the gods themselves. A heavenly beam, a divine judgment, was sent to erase this island from existence... but it was stopped. By him."

Children's heads turned to look at a large mural of the Void King, painted across the school's main hall. He stood tall, one hand raised to the sky, deflecting the apocalyptic energy with his sheer will.

"He's like a hero from a legend," one girl whispered.

"He is," another replied.

Outside the building, Jessie wandered through the hallways, observing everything. His footsteps were soft, his eyes calm. Despite being revered as a warrior king, a conqueror of gods, and the slayer of tyrants—his heart often longed for simple moments like these. Watching hope bloom.

In the college wing, students chose their paths. Not everyone would be a knight. Some studied alchemy and science. Others pursued engineering, agriculture, doctor, and even music composition. A true kingdom, Jessie believed, needed more than swords—it needed souls.

A tall youth raised his hand in one of the college classes.

"I wish to be a Void Knight," he declared.

Another chimed in, "I want to study celestial chemistry and build healing crystals!"

A third raised her hand proudly. "I'll be an explorer and map the stars beyond the Grand Line!"

Jessie smiled to himself.

These were no longer survivors of a fallen kingdom. They were dreamers. Builders. Pioneers of the future.

As he walked out of one of the classrooms, a small child ran full speed around a corner—and smacked directly into him.

"Oof!" The boy fell on his butt, newspaper tumbling from his bag.

Jessie quickly knelt, helping him gather them. "You okay?"

The boy looked up, wide-eyed, realizing who he had just collided with.

"I-I'm sorry!" he blurted. "I didn't mean to run—"

Jessie chuckled softly. "No harm done. What's your name, little knight?"

The boy hesitated, then stood proudly. "My name is Argus!"

Jessie blinked. "Argus, huh? That's a strong name."

The boy scratched his head. "My mom said I was named after an ancient guardian."

Jessie ruffled his hair. "Well, Argus, I have a feeling... one day, you'll become a Fallen Knight—a title reserved for those who rise from nothing and become one of the Supreme Void Knights. You'll help protect not just Voidreign—but the world."

The boy blinked, confused. "Supreme Void Knight? What's that?"

Jessie paused, smiling with a glimmer in his eye. "Something I've been dreaming of... a rank beyond our current knight system. Reserved for those who walk through darkness and come out carrying light."

Argus tilted his head, then grinned. "Okay! I'll be one!"

The king and the boy laughed, walking together toward the sunset as the warm hues of twilight embraced the kingdom. Other students noticed, but no one interrupted. It was a sacred moment—one that would be remembered by Argus forever.

As night fell, stars emerged one by one, shimmering above the Celestial Garden Castle. The glow of torches and soul-lanterns lit the island in gentle gold.

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Jessie looked back one last time at the school.

It was no longer just a building. It was a beacon.

And in its heart, a spark had ignited.

One that would, one day, burn brighter than even the Void King himself.