Chapter 32

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Deep underground below Jaya, the upper yard, Amon was inside the 'Main Hall of Shandora', as he was currently sitting in front of the giant computer screen while staring at the high-tech webcam, though this wasn't a dial.

The AI, controlling the Computer screen made a sweet image. [(^_^)]

[Welcome home, Master.]

Albeit it's 'face', the tone wasn't sweet, rather it was as emotionless like a rock, and cold as a winter night.

Just a few meters behind him, an ancient yet futuristic coffin was laying, sealed. This wasn't at this same place when Amon entered, as it proved he had pulled it here after entering. Though inside the coffin, it wasn't the dead body of the woman named Raia.

Currently, although he was smiling while sipping his juice, Amon was, in reality, on full guard. This whole place with the area of 10 football fields was completely under the AI's control… The AI was a dangerous existence, from his previous encounters with it, he knew better not to fall for its [(^_^)] face.

After searching meaninglessly for nearly a year, Amon found this place around a few months ago. Discovering an underground ground futuristic city type thing was in itself a surprise, yet he even found an fucking dangerous AI. He was scared as fuck at first, but he soon calmed down, as he remembered about the Android Automata's in the Moon. {Enel's space journey}

After going through some precautions like blood tests and Lineage(DNA) tests, Amon was entitled as the so-called 'Master' of this place. 'Yet, this shitty AI won't let me access everything… It even has the locations of ancient weapons… Fuck.' Amon cursed internally, while still smiling.

Though he was sure it wouldn't harm him yet, he was always ready to fight a battle. 'Does conquerors Haki work at AIs?' He thought.

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"Hello, Sera baby, how have you been?" Amon asked as he sipped his juice while looking at the web-cam.

The supercomputer, or more accurately, the AI was called Seraph was the receptor of the question. Amon calls her Sera sweetly.

[I've been doing fine.]

The emotionless robotic voice echoed through the Hall. Amon just smiled as it formed a crescent moon in his eyes. 'Fuck, I'm feeling unsafe.' Amon thought with an internal gulp.

He could feel the different kinds of weapons all around, but all that were just the ones outside, the dangerous ones were underground, inside the walls, and inside the rooftop. He felt they would come out of the wall, and attack him the moment he tried to attack and destroy anything in this hall…. Or even touch them, like what happened last time.

Yes, even if the AI calls him 'Master', it still serves under its initial creators from 3 millennia ago, and the Masters from 800 years ago. It would have loved to do things according to Amon's asking if he was an actual Shandorian, not a half, like the Shandian tribe... However since the Shandorians have already gone extinct, there is no other way for her to complete the orders given to her by her actual masters, but to use the child in front of her.

Amon couldn't use his [Observation Haki] on the AI as it didn't have a 'soul'. However, he knew at some point it would work. After all, the AI might not have a 'soul' but it does possess a 'will', that's the reason why it's still working according to its Master's words…. Amon knew completely that the AI was a dangerous existence, and according to its own words, it's been existing for more than four millennia...

Amon just sipped his juice while resting his chin on his hand while smiling towards the AI. 'Bitch makes a [(^_^)] face yet uses an emotionless tone. She supposedly can't feel any kind of emotion.' Amon laughed mockingly, internally. 'Like I would believe that crap.'

Though he didn't know much, he was well informed about the existence of Automata, the androids created by the Moons inhabitants. The Automata's are supposedly able to feel emotions and were super Loyal to its creators, as after the Moon inhabitants left, they had been protecting the Moon from Alien invasions until their charge ran out. So Amon was sure the AI also feels emotions, as their creators are the same race.

'She is dangerous, and smart enough to use a female voice patch…' Amon thought. It's an instinctual thing that a male, doesn't matter if it's a human or not human, would feel less danger from a female, than from another male. This could prove how knowledgeable and dangerous the AI is.

However… 'However, it's not a perfect existence… if it was, it would have used a more 'happy' tone in it's voice along with that happy face of hers. If she said she does have emotions, I would have let my guard down a little.' Amon sipped his juice.

'From someone from the modern world, I know better to trust an AI. At least not one that I didn't create myself.' Amon thought silently.

However, he was smiling happily in the front. "Sera, I have been missing you so~ much that I wasn't even getting good sleep, so I came to meet you, don't you feel happy?" Amon struck a random conversation while he glanced at the printer beside him.

[AIs can't feel emotio-]

"Anyway, did you organize all the history into a summary?" Amon asked as he interrupted her.

Previously, he had ordered her to organize the history from the winged-race, the Shandorians, in a summary as according to the AI, their history started from 4500 years ago.

[Yes, it took a while to make 4500 years into a small summary, I apologize for my bad services]

Amon smiled. "Nah, you are too good. I almost feel blessed." He said. "Anyway, give me a copy and narrate it to me yourself."

A few seconds later, many pages of paper came out of the futuristic printer.

Amon picked one up and started to read it a little.

"Today's is 1511th year of Kaienreki Calendar." Amon read it out loud. "These papers contain the history starting from 4500 years ago from the point when the winged-race first went to the moon, to Shandora city's destruction 800 years ago, and to right now, is it?" Amon asked as the AI beeped.

He then started to think. 'Hmm, so Luffy will start his journey in 1522nd year.' Amon thought as the AI prepared to start the story.

{A/N: The year can be considered canon. Though the exact year isn't confirmed by Oda, according to most of the sources Roger died in the 1500th year of this calendar! Oh, the calendar name is very Confirmed by Oda.}

Soon the robotic voice echoed through the room, as it started to narrate the story.

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[In summary, a certain Winged race left Earth to live on the Moon around 4500 years ago. There,they INCREDIBLY advanced their technology, and created an advanced civilization.]

As she narrated, Amon also read the same line.

[While living in that new atmosphere, their already existing wings mutated and they started to have 3 different kinds of wings, as it was the start of the sub-races named Birkans, Skypieans, and Shandorians.

There they also created a city. There, since the Birkans were the strongest, and some of the special mutated ones could even fly using their wings, the city was named Birka City of Moon!]

Amon nodded hearing her. He already asked her about the Moving wings before and learned about this information, so he wasn't that surprised. Rather he was disappointed.

'How disappointing… ' Amon shook his head, as he was kinda disappointed how the city was named Birka, rather than being Shandora. Though in the end, he didn't care much.

[The three races together had also created the androids who are able to feel emotions, named Automata.]

As she said, Amon looked at her web-cam and smiled. 'And she said she, the best creation of the Shandorians can't feel emotions?... DANGEROUS.'

[Time started to pass forwards, as they kept living there peacefully. In the wheel of time, the three Race's relationship started to worsen, though they never went into an all-out battle or war. Yet, wanting to take precautions, the Shandorians created ME, the AI named Seraph. Though the other two races did not know about it.]

Amon looked at the webcam, surprised. "Oh, happy birth...day, I guess?"

The AI ignored his words and continued.

[Soon, around a thousand years had passed but no war had happened between them, as at a certain point onwards, space pirates, aliens were trying to invade the Moon. The races had to work and fight alongside each other to repel the Space pirates, so they tried their best to avoid a civil war.

However, even though they tried their best to protect their land and the resources of the moon, as close to 3000 years passed the resources were running out, and their life was getting hard.]

'So just around the start of the new calendar, 1500 years ago, huh…' Amon thought.

[Around 1700 years ago, by the time of their 2800th year on the moon, most of the resources of the Moon ran out. So, the three races decided to go back to the blue star, the earth.

In approximately a hundred years, they did so using their own race's spaceships.]

As she said this, Amon looked around as he spotted two medium pirate ship-sized spaceships, but his eyes also wandered around the whole Hall room. 'Heh… Who's to say this whole thing isn't a massive spaceship?'

[The Skypieans and Birkans landed in the island clouds in the sky and started living on the sky islands, forming Skypiea and Birka. However, the Shandorians were lucky enough to land on the holy vearth, as they inhabited Jaya and lived there, they also met a small tribe who called themselves 'Shandians'.]

This picked Amon's interest as he paid more attention to the words.

[After meeting them, and doing some test, they confirmed the 'Shandians' as their descendants who were left behind in Earth 3000 years ago, though most of the Shandorians didn't like it, the Shandians were lucky enough to considered a part of Shandorians as then they started to live together.]

Amon felt as if the AI was mocking him using the name 'Shandian' as he almost broke out in laughter. He didn't care what his race/tribe was, he would only care about the benefits.

Soon, the AI continued.

[The Skypieans and Birkans' life was peaceful since their technology was also around 1000 years more advanced for that time, there weren't any problems at all for them. So they lazed around and their technology started to deteriorate.]

Amon was surprised hearing this, after all even if the AI was in blue-sea, she still had this knowledge on Skypiea and Birka. Though he instantly realized the Shandorians had most likely provided the information in all of those years.

[Soon another 100 years passed, as the new Kaienreki Calendar started, meaning just 1524 years ago.

In the sky, with no need to fight, the Skypieans and Birkans started to live peacefully, and their technology slowly regressed, though it was still a lot better than most blue sea ones.]

Seraph the AI said.

[However, it wasn't the same for Shandorians as 1100 years ago, meaning around the 400th year of the Kanreki Calendar, their small kingdom got famously renowned as the City of Gold, Shandora. While their previous peerage was regressing, the Shandorians were going through their Golden Age!]

Amon knew this part from the anime, confirming the authenticity of her words. As he then started to trust her information a little.

[After they landed in Jaya and mined gold from the land, for 400 years, the pirates and different kingdoms across the world attacked them for trying to take over their technology and the Gold that they found under Jaya. At that time, the Whole of Jaya was a Golden City, unlike now where only a small part of it is…]

The AI then continued.

[To survive, they kept upgrading Their technology, as it even passed the ones they possessed on the Moon. Even I, the Supercomputer AI was also upgraded a lot]

"Oh? Congratulations!" Amon smiled sweetly towards the web-cam.

The AI ignored him and continued.

[They lived like that, for approximately 200 years, as then during the Void century, their kingdom fell for taking the side of the Great Kingdom that dominated the whole world!]

"What happened?" Amon asked instantly. "Weren't Shandorians so strong with their technology? Why did they lose?" Amon asked, curious.

[Like I said last time, you aren't eligible to know that yet. I'll just say our advanced technology was our fall, as it was the one to attract the 20 Kingdoms]

Amon frowned upon hearing her. Even though the AI already considered him as 'Master' she won't reveal the important things, not even let him touch the weapons around this place. But soon he smirked. "Did you just say 'our technology'? Do you consider yourself as a Shandorian?"

[...]

The AI went silent as its happy smile from the screen also disappeared.

Soon, she just ignored the question and continued. Amon just chuckled.

[At that time, the Shandora City 'The City of Gold' ranked the same as Wano, 'The Country of Gold'. They even had such a close relationship that they had the formality to marry one another too.]

Amon nodded his head. He was also reading it himself, as he caught an interesting line. 'At that time, they even had a few technologies that were only second to the Ancient weapons.' Amon was impressed and a little terrified too.

All the advanced motion-capture C.C.T.V cameras around the hall had already captured Amon reading that part, as the AI skipped narrating that.

[Although the Shandora were considered one of the top 5 strongest countries at that time, and they had these types of weapons in their sleeves, after getting attacked by another 20 strong kingdoms, most of the Gold and their technology, along with those weapons were snatched away. But the Shandorians destroyed 93% of the ones which were left by themselves. As they knew, their fall was inevitable.]

Amon then started to think, 'So along with this AI, all the things in this Hall is only 7%?... Damn.'

Seraph continued.

[After this, I was hidden inside this place, underground while the Shandorians' descendants, the Shandians, who were lucky enough that 10% of their population survived, were ordered to protect the ruins, without any knowledge of this Hall's existence. While very few old people had this knowledge they were killed or threatened for their life…]

*Slam!* Amon slammed the keyboards. "Damn, so Shandorians' killed my ancestors Shandians?" Amon thought as he gripped his hands out of act.

The Seraph was silent for a minute or two, as she continued.

[After that, the remaining ones kept doing what they were ordered to do so, as they even fixed a small part of Shandora's Golden city, and started to live there. Although they were only told to protect the land for the Ponegylph, the other reason is to protect me, the AI. They kept doing so without their knowledge.]

The AI then went into a short silence.

[I apologize again, as being locked inside this secluded place, I had close to only 1.09% chances to gain new information. Though with my advanced technology, even from this underground I could see and hear Their words clearly.]

*Whpeww* Amon whistled hearing her. He was truly impressed at this feat.

[However, I do know some of the information.] She said.

[Soon Kalgara's tim-]

"Alright, that's enough." Amon interrupted her. "I will listen to Kalgara's story some other day," Amon said as he also put the papers down.

He then released laughter without any particular reason. 'So this is how the Shandorians fell with their city of Shandora 800 years ago... This clears many things.'

Every time Amon used to hear the chief talking about the Shandora city's fall 800 years ago, he questioned himself, 'The Gold is still there, so why do they call it the Shandorians' and Shandora's fall?'

Now he gets it. The WG did take the Gold, yet, a lot of it is still here.

However, the 20 Kingdoms, or more specifically the current world government, didn't take all of it. This was kind of strange, as humans would never be satisfied with what they have, so they were supposed to take all of the Gold. Obviously, unless they were satisfied with something more important!

That being the advanced technology of Shandora, and most importantly, the life of Shandorians, the ones with the knowledge to create these technologies!

"Hahahaha!" Amon laughed as he glanced at Seraph's webcam.

'While the world thought the Shandorians' deadly technology had fallen along with them, who could have thought the main power, the AI Seraph was still there, charging herself from the trees of the Jaya, using their photosynthesis powers. While the small tribe, Shandians were still protecting the city…?'

'Hahaha…. And now with the AI, I have all the knowledge of the world… I just need to make her open herself to me. But first,' Amon looked at the Coffin behind him. 'Time to move the wings'

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This chapter was proofread by @Reticulum.