That soldier, Kyros, held the island’s darkest secret: Doflamingo’s power, the Ito Ito no Mi, allowed him to create invisible, unbreakable strings. With them, he had turned countless citizens into toys and erased all memory of their existence from their loved ones. For a decade, the tyrant had ruled as a hero, while a silent army of forgotten toys toiled in his underground SMILE factory, manufacturing artificial Zoan devil fruits for the underworld.

The alliance formed a living wall. Sabo, Law, Kyros, even the timid Rebecca—all stood before the madman. And then, with a roar that shook the heavens, Luffy reignited. He didn’t just punch Doflamingo. He drilled him from the heavens down into the heart of the earth with —a fist the size of a warship, shattering the royal plateau and sending a fissure across the entire island.

The clock began to tick. Doflamingo, cornered by Law’s scheme and Luffy’s defiance, unleashed his ultimate trap: the “Birdcage.” A cage of invincible strings erupted from his palace, slowly contracting to slice the entire island into ribbons. Panic consumed Dressrosa as the real King Riku, the people’s long-dead memory, emerged to confess the truth: Doflamingo had forced him to kill his own citizens a decade ago.

As the Thousand Sunny sailed away, Luffy sat on the lion’s head, a new bounty on his head and a smile wider than the sea. He didn't want a fleet. He didn't want fame. He just wanted his crew, his freedom, and the next adventure.

A four-way battle erupted. In the palace, Luffy faced Doflamingo, their Haki clashing in black lightning against a blood-red sky. In the underground factory, Franky and the tontatta dwarves sabotaged the SMILE production. On the plateau, Zoro and the others fought to slow the Birdcage’s advance, pushing against the razor-sharp threads with their bare hands. And in the Colosseum’s rubble, Kyros finally avenged his wife Scarlett, driving his sword through the heart of the man who had toyed with them all—Diamante.

Their first clue was a mysterious dwarf named Wicca, who begged them to rescue a hero trapped in the Colosseum. The second was the eerie silence of the townspeople whenever a group of children passed, their eyes hollow as they chanted praise for their beloved king, Donquixote Doflamingo. And the third was the sudden, terrifying appearance of a toy soldier—a living, breathing toy—who fought with the ferocity of a lion.

“Protect him!” shouted Zoro. “For ten seconds, no one touches Luffy!”