Word Filler (Ch-1 of a future translation)
Read With Caution!!
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's Fate
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
....
....
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's Fate
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
....
....
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's Fate
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
...
...
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's FateNew
March 7
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
...
...
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's FateNew
March 7
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
...
...
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's FateNew
March 7
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"
...
...
Chapter 1: Drifting to a Deserted Island and Unlocking a Devil's FateNew
March 7
Memory Storage Log
Come at me one by one!
(This story won't have too many ups and downs. It's meant to be a lighthearted and fun adventure!)
Nami: Am I beautiful?
…Tick…Tick…Tick…
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping echoed in the dimly lit room as Lynn finally finished his update just before midnight on the last day of the month.
"Ah… finally done. That attendance award wasn't easy to get…"
After clicking 'publish,' Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, stretching as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I wrote over 200,000 words this month. That should qualify me for the attendance bonus!"
Feeling accomplished, he started daydreaming about using next month's payment to splurge on some Crazy Thursday deals. However, before he could plan further, his consciousness began to fade…
Somewhere in the East Blue, on a mysterious island, the sun blazed overhead, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.
At the heart of the island stood an enormous tree, its trunk spanning over 50 meters in diameter. Perched on one of its massive branches, Lynn slowly regained consciousness, the wind gently ruffling his hair.
"…Is it morning already?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lynn sat cross-legged on the thick branch. But as his vision cleared, confusion washed over him.
"Wait… where the hell am I?"
His mind snapped awake as he finally processed his surroundings.
"WHY AM I IN A TREE?!"
Looking around, he noticed the impossibly large trees and the dense jungle below. It was nothing like the cityscape he knew.
After a long moment of silence, the realization hit him like a Sea Train.
"…I transmigrated, didn't I?"
Lynn's hands trembled slightly as he examined himself. His body had shrunk—he looked no older than ten, barely 1.23 meters tall. His oversized sweatshirt and baggy pants only confirmed it.
"My Chicken… my fifty-yuan Crazy Thursday deal…" he mumbled, mourning his lost meal.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus.
"Alright, calm down. Think. What kind of world is this? A prehistoric jungle? Some unknown land?"
He had read over 3,000 web novels and written three himself. He knew the tropes. Time travelers usually had some sort of golden cheat…
"System?"
No response.
"Shop?"
Nothing.
"Observation Haki?"
Silence.
"…Dad?"
Still nothing.
Lynn's eye twitched.
"Wait, wait, wait—where's my cheat? Where's my overpowered advantage?! I thought all transmigrators were supposed to have something!"
He frantically checked himself but found no hidden powers, no system interface, no mysterious relics.
"Damn it… am I just some unlucky bastard who got thrown into another world with nothing?"
Before he could spiral further into despair, his stomach let out a loud growl.
"Gu~~~"
Lynn clutched his belly, his face filled with sorrow.
"…My Chicken wings…"
Just then, something caught his eye—a strange fruit resting on a hidden branch nearby.
His body stiffened.
"No way…"
Squinting, he took in the swirled patterns covering its surface. His heartbeat sped up.
"This is… a Devil Fruit?!"
For a moment, he just stared. Then, realization dawned.
"Wait, that means… this is the One Piece world?!"
His heart pounded. The frustration from moments ago vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"Hahahaha! I knew transmigrators had benefits!"
Carefully, he climbed toward the fruit, his hands trembling as he reached for it.
Once it was in his grasp, he examined it closely. The fruit had flame-like patterns, and the shape of the markings vaguely resembled a bird in flight.
"…A fire-related ability? No way, is this the Mera Mera no Mi?"
He gulped. That was Ace's fruit—the Logia power of fire! But something felt off. This fruit didn't match the exact description of the Flame-Flame Fruit…
"Well, even if it's not, it's still better than something like the Jacket-Jacket Fruit…"
Without hesitation, Lynn sank his teeth into the fruit.
And instantly regretted it.
"Urgh—ACK—YUEEEEH!!"
His entire face contorted. The taste was beyond disgusting—like rotten seaweed mixed with spoiled milk.
But he forced himself to swallow.
"Blergh—so gross—guh!"
Pinching his nose, he shoved the rest down his throat.
As soon as he finished, a searing pain exploded within him.
"AAAAAGH—!!!"
It felt like his entire body was being torn apart, every bone breaking, every muscle shredding.
Lynn writhed on the branch, his screams echoing through the jungle. In his agony, he lost his balance—
"AHHHHH!!!"
—And fell.
With a loud thud, he hit the ground hard. Blood filled his mouth, and everything went black.
Even unconscious, his body trembled violently. His muscles twitched, his bones cracked and reformed, and a faint warmth spread through his limbs.
After an hour of unbearable torment, Lynn's mind was yanked back to consciousness by sheer pain.
"Ghh… Am I… not dead?"
His entire body ached as if he had been crushed by an elephant. Gritting his teeth, he tried to move but felt like every fiber of his being was on fire.
"What the hell did I just eat…?"
His mind reeled. Then, as if in response to his question, a realization struck him.
"Wait… this pattern… no way…"
His breath hitched.
"Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix…?"
The Mythical Zoan fruit of Marco the Phoenix—the power of regeneration and flight!
Before he could even celebrate, the ground beneath him rumbled.
"…Huh?"
The earth shook violently. Birds screeched and took flight, and the trees swayed dangerously.
"An earthquake? No, wait—"
Then, a deafening boom filled the air.
Lynn's eyes widened in horror as he looked toward the island's center.
The volcano erupted.
A massive pillar of molten lava shot into the sky, turning the darkening clouds an ominous shade of red.
Lynn's face paled.
"What kind of insane starting location is this?!"