Capítulo 1: Chapter 1: Awakening in a New World
The world as he knew it was fading. Pain and darkness enveloped him, a relentless tide pulling him under. For a moment, he was simply a disembodied consciousness, suspended between the past and the unknown.
He blinked awake, eyes struggling to adjust. Light filtered through a blurry haze, and as the shapes around him solidified, he realized he was lying on a wooden floor. His body felt strange, lighter yet somehow more robust. Panic fluttered in his chest as he looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
He was in a small, dimly lit room with a large, ornate bed pushed against one wall. The room had a maritime feel—dark wood paneling, nautical decorations, and a porthole window revealing the vast, endless sea outside. He slowly sat up, feeling the rough texture of the floor beneath him. He glanced down at his hands, noticing their elegance and strength.
Something was off. He caught sight of a mirror across the room. Hesitant but curious, he approached it. The reflection that stared back at him was undeniably Sanji's—tall, blonde hair swept to one side, and a cigarette hanging from his lips. This wasn't his own body. He was in the world of One Piece, and he was Sanji.
The realization hit him like a wave. He recalled his life—the mundane routine, the unfulfilled dreams, and now, this unexpected reincarnation. His heart raced with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He had read about Sanji, watched his adventures, and admired his character. But to live as him? This was uncharted territory.
Sanji's memories were flooding his mind—his life as a cook on the Going Merry, his dreams of finding the All Blue, and his unwavering loyalty to his friends. He had to make sense of his new existence quickly. His first priority was to blend in seamlessly, ensuring that he didn't betray his unfamiliarity with this world.
He stood up, stretching and feeling the full range of his new body's capabilities. The door to the room creaked open, and a familiar face appeared—Nami, the navigator of the Straw Hat Pirates, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern.
"Sanji, you're finally awake," she said, her voice soft but with a hint of irritation. "You've been out cold for days. We need you to help with dinner."
Sanji, or rather the protagonist now inhabiting his body, felt a pang of anxiety. "Of course, Nami," he said, trying to match Sanji's charismatic tone. "I'll be right there."
Nami raised an eyebrow but said nothing more. She turned and walked away, leaving him to grapple with his new reality.
He made his way to the galley, the scent of fresh ingredients and the sound of the crew bustling around filling the air. As he entered, Luffy, Zoro, and the others looked up, their faces lighting up with smiles and greetings. Their warmth was comforting, but it only added to the pressure of fitting into this well-loved role.
Sanji moved with practiced ease, his culinary skills coming back to him as if by instinct. He chopped vegetables, seasoned dishes, and prepared meals with a focus that masked his internal chaos. As he worked, he couldn't help but marvel at the irony. He was given a second chance in a world filled with adventure, danger, and camaraderie. Now, he had to navigate this life with both the knowledge of the future and the hope of a new beginning.
The sun set over the horizon, casting a golden hue across the ship. Sanji took a deep breath, savoring the moment. He had been given a rare gift, an opportunity to live out his fantasies and make a difference in a world he had only dreamed of.
But for now, he was Sanji, the cook of the Straw Hat Pirates, and he had a new life to embrace.
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