Chapitre 22: Cernunnos
"How cute." I said with a roll of my eyes as I watched the trio of idiots who had just tried to stab me get digested by the flora around us at a speed that could not be natural. Not that I could complain since I was the one causing them to get digested so fast.
After all, I was Wayne D. Oswald. The man who has eaten the Mori Mori no Mi(Forest Forest Fruit).
Quick recap now for anyone who is confused by me talking about fruits from a fictional universe.
As I said, my name is Wayne D. Oswald, but before that; I was just some regular schnuck who lived in the modern world like everybody else in a monotone life.
And then I died.
It wasn't by something like a truck, that has been done over and over by now, but by a tree. I don't know how and I don't know why but as I was taking a walk in the nature, a huge ass tree just fell on top of me and I died under it.
It fucking sucks but that's life... or death.
Anyway, I died and then some weirdo with a beard appeared before me in a void, put a rather large pear that looked big enough to be a melon and said, 'go wild kid'. Then I woke up on a deserted island in a body that was far larger than the one I used to have.
It wasn't like I had been a small man, but when I woke up on that island; I was about seven feet made out of pure muscle! Though the novelty of that wore off when I realized that I was in a world where people could go well over ten feet.
I had been a bit weary at the start but after a day, my curiosity and the fact that I likely was in a less than pleasant world led to me eating the fruit that I had been given. Now, many fanfics and canon materials tried to describe the taste of devil fruits with disgusting ways in order to be amusing. They were wrong...
...it was far worse.
I honestly had a half mind putting my head in the sea and put myself out of my misery after eating that damn thing but fortunately I was distracted from the taste by one tiny detail.
There had been a flower growing on my arm.
Then my whole body became different types of flora and tree barks. That's when I realized that I had eaten Mori Mori no Mi, the fruit of the future admiral Ryokugyu Aramaki. Which meant I had deprived a guy who straight up called the world nobles gods so I can safely say that was a nice occasion.
What wasn't so nice was trying to find a way off of my island.
I had no idea how to get out and a few times I had a half mind just giving up and making a living on the island with my fruit. It could make fruits grow anyway so I didn't really have a chance to starve to death.
But that's not what I wanted.
I was in the world of One Piece with an overpowered fruit power in my hands. I wanted it all. I wanted respect, to be feared, riches and women. A pirate's life for me if you will.
In the end, I managed to use my powers to make something between a ship and a overgrown raft and sailed away.
That's unfortunately had another problem… I was in the Grand Line.
Meaning that the currents of the sea were harsh, I didn't know where I was going and the weather was more random than a five year old with ADHD after drinking far too much energy drinks.
If my fruit couldn't just grow fruits and other edible plants from the wood around me, I would have died long before I finally reached an island.
The island I found myself was ok. Except for the people murdering each other all the time. Turns out, I was on a island called 'Ayaj', a pirate island that was so lawless that almost half of the population one day decided to just leave to another island, where things would be more civilized, called 'Jaya'.
The only reason the World Government and its marine dogs never dealt with the place was because the island tended to kill enough pirates a day for it to be actually useful. A place where pirates died all the time without any sacrifice on the marine's part, they loved it.
They also didn't want to deal with the guy who controlled the island, who ended up teaching me the basics of Haki before sending me off. Said that Haki was something that you only needed to learn enough to use and then just fight any mean bastard in your way and you'll end up either a master or dead. Surprisingly enough, his training method tended to have more dead graduates than master ones.
Still, I owe that bastard. Even if I would never say to his face after all the time he almost took my head off with his stupidly big axe. Which was how I found that I was a conqueror but that didn't really matter.
And now, I was in a new island, near the edge of the Red Line, and ready to start off my new life.
So of course this was the one moment where someone would try to mug me and bring down the mood. Oh well, they were feeding the plants now; guess I could forgive them.
"Freeze!" Oh great, what now?
I turned around and saw a small group of marines lead by some guy with headphones, small mustache and a goatee.
"Wayne D. Oswald! Surrender peacefully or we will resort to force!" The moron with the headphones yelled while the people simply ran away from us, screaming.
I stared at him with a glare, which seemed unnerve all the marines as I could clearly see them sweating and some of them gulping. Then I opened my mouth and...
"Why?" I said with a tilt of my head, making all the marines fall over in shock, so that actually happens in this world.
"Do not play dumb, you damn pirate! We are here to have you face justice for the murder of the king Sauce, the king of the Jambalaya Kingdom!" He yelled with spit flying out of his mouth.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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