Kapitel 1: Chapter 1: Ace
Konoha, Year 40, Ninja Academy.
"Practical exercise, Ace versus Mizuki. Now, begin!"
An elderly teacher announced the start of the final bout of this practical class.
Under the gaze of their teacher and classmates, two young children stood facing each other.
Both were about six or seven years old.
One had a head full of silver hair, a pale complexion, and was likely to grow into a greasy, cunning guy with little real skill, capable of leading others astray.
The other had black hair and brown eyes, sported childish freckles, and had a sunny smile that hinted at his future as a handsome and charming young man.
At the teacher's signal, Mizuki didn't move but instead mocked, "Ace, watch me beat you to the ground this time! Let's see if those girls still like you afterward."
'Oh my, this kid really needs help. I swear I'll kick his butt hard with my shoe.'
Sometimes, being handsome is a curse, even at such a young age.
'I didn't expect to be targeted already. Sigh, the girls at school mature too quickly, don't they? It's not my fault that I'm handsome!'
With a sigh in his heart, Ace didn't want to engage with this fool.
But by then, Mizuki had already charged at him, throwing a small fist.
Ace sidestepped, grabbed Mizuki's silver hair, yanked it down, and simultaneously kneed him!
Thud, thud, thud!
Three quick strikes, and Ace let go of Mizuki.
The latter wobbled, seeing stars, dizzy, and bleeding from his nose, unsure of who he was or where he was, stumbling with his back to Ace.
At that moment, Ace delivered a swift kick, sending him flying and crashing face-first into the ground, ending the fight.
Mizuki lay on the ground, crying loudly.
"Winner, Asakawa Ace!"
The teacher announced the victor amidst Mizuki's cries and the cheers of a group of girls.
From the girls' side came shouts of, "Yay! Asakawa-kun is amazing! He's awesome!"
"Yeah, and he's so handsome!"
"Strong and good-looking! Just like Kakashi!"
The girls unanimously agreed that Ace was very handsome.
On the boys' side: "Haha, Mizuki cried! He was beaten so easily, what a wimp!"
"Weakling! Absolutely pathetic!"
"Hmph! Ace won again. That guy is so enviable!"
"So what if he won? He still can't beat Kakashi, who became a ninja last year."
Amidst the chatter, the class ended.
Mizuki, red-eyed, glared at Ace's back with clenched teeth, 'Why are you so popular? I was the first... I was the most popular one. What are you and Kakashi? Damn it, my nose hurts!'
***
"Phew—"
Letting out a deep breath, Ace stood on the flowing water with his eyes closed, trying to control his chakra to stay on the surface without falling.
With his current chakra, as long as he controlled it well, he wouldn't fall anytime soon.
"Let me try it out. The hand signs are..." Ace began forming the hand signs, channeling his chakra.
With a low shout, he exclaimed, "Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!"
A fierce wind gusted from his mouth, lifting the sand and rocks on the opposite bank and causing the trees to sway.
Feeling a bit dizzy and short of breath, Ace noted that his chakra had depleted slightly.
The C-rank Wind Style: Great Breakthrough technique could be used about a dozen times before his chakra reached its limit.
"Now, let's test my abilities."
He clenched his fist, which suddenly ignited with scorching flames. Despite this, there was no sign of pain on his face.
These flames weren't formed from chakra but from another source, an ability not of this world.
Devil Fruit.
Logia-type, Flame-Flame Fruit. This was the ability Ace had gained upon transmigrating. He had possessed these abilities from the moment he gained consciousness, needing only to develop them from scratch.
Because this world lacked substances that countered Devil Fruits, even if he fell into water, he wouldn't become a helpless swimmer. He could backstroke, butterfly, freestyle, or swim however he wanted.
He tightened his fist and punched toward the river.
Boom!
The flames collided with the water, causing an explosion that sent water droplets everywhere, soaking his clothes.
The destructive power wasn't as strong as the original Ace's Fire Fist, likely adapted to this world. Using the Flame-Flame Fruit consumed his chakra, but not as much as ninja techniques.
Additionally, because of the Devil Fruit, his chakra levels were higher than those of his peers, surpassing even some Chunin.
After checking his surroundings to ensure no one was watching, his body ignited with flames, making him look like a human torch.
Once his clothes were dry, the flames vanished.
'The Second Shinobi War just ended, and the Third War will start in a few years. I need to build up my strength quickly to survive.'
As a ninja, he would inevitably go to the battlefield and needed the skills to survive.
Elementalization was indeed a godlike ability, comparable to Kamui's intangibility. However, prolonged battles would exhaust his chakra, making it impossible to maintain his elemental form. Even though his body was enhanced by the Devil Fruit, chakra remained a weak point.
People die when they are killed.
It's an obvious statement, but also a fact.
If he didn't want to go to the battlefield, he shouldn't be a ninja. But with such a golden opportunity, not becoming one would be absurd.
Living a peaceful life with his golden finger was not an option. He wasn't some ordinary office worker with a hand fetish for a peaceful life.
'The main focus should be on developing the Devil Fruit abilities, ninja techniques can wait. I don't have any good ones anyway, and this way, I can indirectly train my chakra.'
Training his Devil Fruit abilities would also exhaust his chakra, and as his chakra replenished, it would increase, much like the people in the One Piece world.
Surviving a battle meant his strength would grow, as the Devil Fruit transformed his body, aligning it with the physique of those in the One Piece world.
With this in mind, he pointed his finger at the water, "Fire Gun!"
Sparks shot from his fingertip, swift as shooting stars, diving into the water with a sizzling sound as the flames extinguished.
He lowered his hand, preparing to test the next move when he heard someone talking, "Brother, that bastard Ace usually trains around here. He should be nearby. You have to teach him a lesson!"
That voice sounded familiar. And who wanted to teach him a lesson?
Who did he offend?
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