Chapter 1: Saint Mark
"You are a god, Mark; always remember that."
Said a lady in very expensive clothes while rubbing her belly.
Weirdly, she actually received an answer, a kick from the baby inside her stomach.
This immediately made the woman happy; looking towards her husband, she spoke with excitement.
"Look, Charles, he understands me; our son is amazing!"
Charles was the woman's husband; he was a fair-skinned man with a thick beard.
And he was arrogantly laughing after hearing his wife's words.
Looking towards his pregnant wife, he gave a rare, tender smile.
"Of course, he is our son after all! The union of two gods like us can only create a better god."
"No doubt about it, Luna, our son Mark is the heir to our Rose family."
Luna and Charles were two full-blooded celestial dragons.
They were the direct descendants of the twenty kings that founded the world government, and they were considered gods in this world.
The couple was expecting a baby boy; this boy will be considered the future heir to their Rose family.
With such expectations, the two kept chatting with their baby, who was still within his mother.
They were not expecting the baby to truly understand but wanted to show their love anyways.
"But I do understand."
Thought Mark from inside the womb.
Mark was fully conscious of his surroundings as well as the entire property around them for a while.
Their property was roughly 100 acres from what he could sense.
This might seem absurd for many, but what he was doing wasn't magic, nor was it unnatural.
In the world he was reborn in, many things were possible, which should have been impossible.
The secret to his sensing ability was a thing called observation haki.
"Getting used to observation haki is a little hard, especially when I am only 8 months old."
Observation haki was how Mark was able to sense his castle and understand his parent's words as a baby.
Still, not everyone in this world had their observation Haki active; it required special requirements to use.
Mark somehow managed to complete most of these requirements because of his special circumstances.
"I am thankful for my baby body; the sleepiness made me unable to have any extra thoughts at all."
"Keeping calm wasn't even a problem for me when all your body wants to do is sleep; it comes biologically."
When his body was finally capable of thought, Mark slowly became aware of his existence again.
His immense desire to understand where he was between his little bouts of consciousness made Mark accidentally awaken observation haki.
A calm mind and an intense desire to see—these were the requirements for a person's observation haki to activate.
Since that day, Mark's pitiful sensing range slowly increased; his surroundings became clearer and clearer, and even his duration of sleep was reduced significantly as time went on.
"Haki is amazing; every creature in the world has it. I am no exception either, nor am I a very special case."
Mark wasn't overly proud of himself for awakening observation haki so early; this was a complete accidental awakening.
Even children or babies weren't without their fair share of natural geniuses in this world.
Aisa, a small child on the sky island named Angel Island, was a genius of observation haki.
Not only could she cover a large area spanning kilometers, but she could also detect the presence of every single person who lived there and could pinpoint if or not they had an accident.
"Aisa did this all naturally, pure talent, as opposed to my intentional efforts."
It wasn't like she was the sole example of a natural genius either.
Mink was a race native to this world, and they knew how to fight from birth; they also had powers of electricity at their disposal naturally.
Many such examples of incredibly natural yet unnatural geniuses were present in this world.
Big Mom, fishmen, and lunarians: any of them could trump Mark on his little accidentally obtained power.
"So it's not the best time to conclude if I have a good talent or not; maybe I do, maybe I don't."
"At least because of God's Knights, I know Celestial Dragons have the potential to get stronger; that is all that matters."
Mark thought lazily; he was beginning to feel sleepy again.
At least he had managed to stretch his observation haki range once more.
He figured that repeatedly training his observation haki is what was keeping him energetic nowadays.
"Strong people like the Admirals can fight for an entire month straight, and they aren't even the most powerful existences in this world."
"The only thing they and other strong men have in common is their strong Haki."
Observation Haki was also a type of haki. Mark assumed that this was what was keeping him energetic much longer, even as a baby with limited energy.
But Haki had its limits too, so Mark wasn't willing to push his still-growing body too much.
"Training's done for today; I'll start again tomorrow; Mom will wake me up on time."
Thought Mark as he slept sweetly.
And just like that, between observation haki training and sleep, time went by; it was finally the awaited day: Mark was born today.
"This is light… feels good to see it again."
"This time with my own eyes."
Thought Mark as a cry not of pain but of joy erupted from the newly born baby's mouth.
The first voice of the legendary Mark Rose was heard in this world today.
His existence will change the direction of fate, a world where it's not destined men with destined devil fruits who make history.
But a world where men who work hard to make their own destiny do.
Chapter 2: Genius Dragon
Three years went by in a flash; Mark was now old enough to leave his house.
Today was the day his father had decided to show him around the Holy Land.
Mark's father, Saint Charles, was proud of his son; since the day he was born, he had shown the demeanor of a god.
"He is my son, Mark Rose."
"A worthy heir to Rose!"
Saint Charles laughed loudly and introduced Mark to another man, one of his family's close friends.
Saint Rosward.
Saint Rosward, on the other hand, wasn't feeling very happy after looking at Mark, as he too had his son with him today.
But his son wasn't as satisfactory as Mark was.
"Why is your hair pink? You are so ugly."
Charlos, the son of Saint Rosward, said bluntly after looking at Mark.
Hearing this, the cute-looking Mark was completely stunned.
He looked at Charlos's thick, uneven lips, beady eyes, and balding head and twitched his lips, but he recovered from his speechless state soon.
He was someone who had the memories of his previous life; talking to a balding three-year-old was not that difficult for him.
"Oh, Charlos, you are wrong on this one."
Charlos's nose dripped snot as he looked at Mark stupidly, wondering why he was wrong.
Mark continued, pretending he didn't see Charlos's snot dripping to the ground.
"The pink hair is a symbol of the Rose family; my hair signifies the glory of Rose."
"I am Mark Rose, nice to meet you."
Charlos was impressed by the words 'glory' and 'family symbol' that were mentioned by Mark.
So he instantly changed his opinion.
"Oh, then your hair looks good."
Smiling at Charlos, Mark stretched out his hand forward.
"I am Mark."
Inhaling back his snot, Charlos stared at the hand stretched out before him, while looking completely clueless.
What was he supposed to do with the hand Mark stretched out for him? He doesn't remember.
Meanwhile, Saint Rosward had enough of his son making a fool of himself before Saint Charles.
So he lightly rebuked Charlos.
"Charlos, what did I tell you about greeting your equals?"
As Charlos's brain was slowly putting two and two together, Mark was almost about to pack up and leave.
'Equal? With this pig? Please, I have an image to maintain here.'
Mark had inherited his looks from his parents, Charles Rose and Luna Rose, both of whom were good-looking people in their own right.
His hair was spiky and pink in color, making him look like a younger version of Goku Black in his Super Saiyan Rose state.
At least that's what Mark told himself to make him seem badass; for all intents and purposes, he was a kid with a baby face.
But he had all the hope in the world that he would grow into the badass-looking man he was aspiring to be; the fundamentals were the same after all.
'And if nothing else, I have life return as an option.'
Mark didn't want to let go of his dream; it was either Goku Black or Natsu, and he wasn't about to aim for Natsu.
"Oh, I remember now."
Charlos's brain finally clicked in place; he stretched his hand forward and met Mark's, who, for courtesy's sake, had kept it held out.
"I am Charlos, nice to meet you, friend."
Charlos's self-introduction made Rosward laugh happily.
He lovingly patted his son on the head.
"Yes, Charlos, Mark is your equal and friend."
"Go ahead, play with him; Father has to chat with his friend too."
Charlos nodded and took Mark by the hand, impatiently pulling him towards his manor.
Meanwhile, Charles smiled cheerfully at Mark and silently gave his acknowledgment.
All this time he didn't intervene and watched Mark handle Charlos; he felt proud seeing how his son handles everything.
Be it Charlos's rude words or lack of etiquette, his son was a jack of all trades and great at socializing; he couldn't be happier as a father.
"Let's go, Saint Rosward."
Charles gave his consent, and they walked towards the lawn chair, where maids and butlers were ready to serve them at all times.
Mark, meanwhile, was ignoring everything Charlos was saying, and was using his observation Haki to feel his body instead.
For three years straight, he was always practicing observation Haki; the only time not spent practicing his Haki was when he was doing his essential needs to stay alive.
And times such as these.
"Look, Mark, my father brought this mermaid just this morning; she also has a pink tail."
"Do you like it?"
Mark resisted the urge to beat Charlos on the head. What was the meaning of showing him this?!
'Just because I have pink hair doesn't mean I want to see everything pink!'
'Sigh, whatever, he's a kid, a very dumb one.'
Smiling without a single wrong expression on his face, he looked at the mermaid swimming around the tank.
"She is indeed gorgeous."
Mark replied politely, but this made Charlos very happy.
Charlos was smiling a droopy smile and excitedly led Mark to his own personal playground.
Mark just rolled his eyes and went along with it.
He might not like Charlos, but building good relationships was also a part of noble life.
And Mark knew the importance of having connections.
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