One Piece: I am Imu

A completely white space.

"Wow, hello. We finally met~"

When that voice echoed in his ears, Imu's heart sank. In his perception, there was no sign of any presence around him.

With an impassive face, Imu slowly turned around. His eagle-like, sharp golden eyes coldly scanned the strange entity that appeared in his field of vision.

There were two particularly strange aspects of this entity.

First, its appearance: a silhouette outlined by a black mist, with a core in the form of a white sphere about the size of a basketball. The only thing visible on the surface of that sphere was an open mouth, showing a row of teeth.

Second, its presence: it was right in front of him, but his perception told him that there was nothing there.

For someone like Imu, who was used to having everything under control and even reading other people's thoughts with ease, this feeling was uncomfortable.

"I suppose you must be the Truth that the theory of alchemy speaks of, right?"

As a transmigrant, Imu had long since deduced that if there were alchemists and philosopher's stones in this universe, then there must also be a Gate of Truth.

"Interesting... You're the first one who doesn't start by asking where he is or who I am."