1 Devil Fruits?

It's so painful! What is this? I feel so cold. Where am I? I feel so lonely. Who am I? I feel so lost. I see this is..... Death.

A lonely abyss, an infinite void of nothingness. An endless stream of despair. An everlasting world of darkness.

"Do not fret my boy, for you may have died. But we are giving you the chance to transmigrate!" A heavenly voice appeared out of nowhere.

The dark space was now stained with white. It was an infinite void of white. The boy who called out seemed to be nowhere. He must be a god.

I who was once an otaku have died. But that's not the main point since I am transmigrating! Every otaku dreams of this day! Even though I should be sad who cares about the other world, I'll have a new one!

My face totally gave away my thoughts since the god was coughing strangely and had an awkward tone. "Uh, no it's not that, I'm quite frankly a little overwhelmed. I actually have no idea why you guys are like this but I'm used to it." His words were like an arrow sharp and precise.

It felt like a personal attack, to think that a god is actually overwhelmed by my behaviour I actually feel sad for him now wondering what horrible things he may have seen. "Oi, you're actually thinking of something rude aren't you?" I whistled trying to cover up my mistake.

It failed miserably and I got struck by lightning even though I'm dead and isn't even supposed to feel anything. "Just hurry up already I haven't got all day." Well someone's being a pissy b*tch today.

"You called me a b*tch didn't you? Hey why aren't you answering?" I whistled harder trying my best to drown out his incessant shouts.

"You know I'm an empath right? I know exactly how you feel to the point it's almost like mind reading. For example right now you're thinking of lying to me." He was right, absolutely right. I forgot the fact he's a god due to his completely different attitude.

Not what I expected from a god, I always thought that the b*tchy ones were only beauty gods or something. "Oi, oi you do realise my sister IS a beauty goddess, oh wait I guess you don't. Anyways if she heard your thoughts she'd probably turn you into a woman or something to punish you and/or make it so you can only do it with men."

That's horrible, she's a terrifying woman. I probably shouldn't get on her bad side. "That is actually an easy thing to do. She doesn't care about any men until the warm and sunny seasons. When it gets colder she switches with me and she becomes the goddess of winter for a while."

But why a goddess of winter? I thought to myself. "I don't know she said that cold beauties are a thing nowadays, I think she took it way too literally though." I nodded agreeing to this fact, cold beauties are a thing nowadays but I quite frankly don't have an interest in romance.

"Anyways I think I'm due for my cheat so if you could kindly just..." The only thing I was looking forward to was my transmigration and cheats.

"Very well, we have chosen a cheat that an otaku of any kind would love to have." His words caught my interest, I wondered what it would be. A smartphone that has all the good animes and manga?

The ability to traverse through the world of anime? Second seasons for those anime's that deserve it? "Nope. Even better. Any object from any anime, manga or basically anything you remember is easily replicated as long as you've watched or read it. Novels and books can also be replicated."

This had gotten my blood boiling. I was practically crying over the fact that I can now get the objects I've always desired.

I've always been jealous of those cool anime weapons and even drew my own once in a while. It was difficult to choose what kind of weapon I wanted though.

Maybe in this world I'll sell these stuff. "Eh? You want a shop? Ok you got it." I had forgotten that this b*tchy god was a mind reader for a second there.

"And done your shop is able to be accessed in many places from now on so do your best!" He chuckled a bit, I think he's revelling in joy of the fact that I'll no longer be the neet I was once before and have to work, which is my nightmare and he knew it.

Damn you! You b*tch god! In a blinding light I dissolved, it was a strangely warm feeling. I woke up and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

Due to my surprise I fell down the bed, I hastily stood up and went towards the mirror. The man in front was handsome, unlike my previous body.

Tall, muscular, Caucasian-like skin, green eyes and ash blond hair. I was no longer considered ugly but was actually handsome in terms of modern society.

"Not bad."

....

The shop was sullen. I had only arrived yesterday so it was completely normal for there to be no customers.

Currently I was checking out the encyclopaedia of Devil Fruits. I decided that I would sell these first and then move on to even more interesting stuff.

Due to this currently being another world the laws of One Piece do not apply here such that once you eat this fruit you will still be able to swim.

However, the taste is still bad. That was what the note in the back of the book said. I then realised that I had not tried my newfound ability at all.

"Maybe I should try creating a Devil Fruit right now." I pondered for a while on what Devil Fruit I should replicate and then I remembered something, a fruit that fitted me very well.

"Replica: Wring-Wring Fruit." Charlotte Smoothie's Devil Fruit and the one I found most interested in.

A golden light appeared on my hand as a fruit bowl appeared out of nowhere. I went on to touch on of the fruits and it changed.

The peach then changed into a more deep purple colour with intricate lines and swirls on it. It looked different than I expected.

I hesitated before taking a huge bite. That was a bad idea. I had never tasted such a disgusting fruit before.

Its sour aftertaste lingered in my mouth piling up like bile from my stomach. I went to the kitchen and searched for a cup and then took a spoon from the cupboards.

Breathing out vehemently I twisted the spoon and a clear liquid dripped out. I squeezed it more getting excited over the fact that it actually worked.

I tossed the spoon to the side after I had the perfect amount of juice. Bringing it to my lips I sipped lightly.

It was an intense flavour, refreshing and a little minty. A sour taste exploded in my mouth while a different sweet mint taste burst forth.

They were conflicting yet accompanied each other very well. Lemon and mint was a very strange combination yet with the perfect amount it led to a great drink that was perfect for hot days.

I exhaled out of joy. The fruit was bad, but the juice was worth it. As I was enjoying my newfound powers a bell rang.

A customer had come. I ran out of the kitchen and straight to the counter. I felt dehydrated, my heart was racing. I took an apple and squeezed it out all the juice straight down my throat.

I felt revitalised, throwing away the apple I look at my first customer. She was a few inches smaller than me and had blue eyes, long lashes, platinum blond hair. She was very pretty if not for me being uninterested in romance.

"Hello, how can I help you?" She stared at me suspiciously, I was not used to attention so I felt a little embarrassed.

I ran back to the kitchen and bought two glass cups with me. I went to the freezer and added some ice cubes.

I ran back with two cups in hand. I look over to her and presented three objects. A rock, small copper plate and an eraser. I looked over to her and said. "Out of these three, which one would you like to drink?"

She was shocked, confused on why I asked her this. She looked at the three options and chose the eraser. "An eraser huh? I've never tried to juice it before, hold on." Taking a box of erasers I started to squeeze one by one until they were fully drained.

She looked at me in astonishment as I

held her glass out. The juice had some effervescence to it the small tinge of yellow made it look like a fine white wine.

She took small sips of it before eventually deciding to gulp it all down. "So delicious! What is this cool taste, it's lingering in my mouth, a sweet flavour even more sweeter than honey. There is also something bursting in my mouth. Are those the bubbles?"

She was now smiling happily as she asked me those questions. I smiled back and answered. "That would be the effervescence, it's hard to explain but it's fizzes in your mouth or something." I tried my best to explain what it was but these kinds of things were not my forte.

"By the way Mister, how are you making this juice anyway? Can you teach me it?" Her earnest eyes were determined, I do not know why but I felt like I needed to help her.

"Devil Fruit. I ate a Devil Fruit. It gave me powers unimaginable to mankind. I cannot teach you since only one user of a specific power can exist." She pouted looking very sad, I tried to comfort her. "However, there are many other fruits so you can choose what you like and I'll sell it to you. Of course you have to buy."

This was an opportunity to help and get money at the same time. "Okay! I don't know much about the fruits so I'll have you help me okay?" I nodded understanding this very well.

"First I shall give you a basic outline of the three types of fruits. Paramecia, grants powers that affect your body or surroundings. Zoan, grants the power to transform into animals. Logia a rare type that grants the ability to manipulate and transform into a particular element. There are two more types but I won't get into that for now. So choose what type do you want?"

She held her chin in her hand and pondered before choosing Paramecia. "Very well, I have three options for you to choose from. I think that you'd like them." The three options I picked were.

Lick-Lick Fruit. Float-Float Fruit. Swim-Swim Fruit. In the end she picked the first option since she liked sweet stuff.

I picked an apple and activated my power. I transformed it into another bright pink Devil Fruit. "Okay. First money, then fruit." She sighed and handed me the gold.

I took it with a smile on my face. "Eat it quickly, it's a bit unpleasant." Taking a mouthful she quickly finished it. Then a horrible taste burst into her mouth.

She was on the verge of puking. The terrifying taste made her faint. It was too much to handle of course.