And that was the deal.
It started as a whisper two years ago on that hellish island of Rusukaina. Rayleigh had taught him the basics of Haki—the armor, the prediction, the crushing will—but it was the beasts that taught him he needed more. gear fourth
“Gear Fourth,” he whispered to the wind. “Is me at my limit. And I’m not done pushing yet.” And that was the deal
Because he’d already broken the only thing that mattered: his own limits. gear fourth
“Gomu Gomu no…”
He looked normal. Bony knuckles, rubbery skin, the small scar under his palm from a fight with a sea king when he was seven. But he could still feel it. The ghost of Gear Fourth.