18 Chapter: XVIII -{Rosefall Island}-

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Narrator: Shiraga remains determined on his adventure, striving for immortality and unmatched strength. Though his goals seem far, he presses forward, facing challenges, gaining knowledge, and growing stronger.

The path is long, but he stays committed, knowing the journey itself was valuable. With patience and unwavering belief, he pursues his destiny of becoming immortal and the strongest.

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In the courtyard of the Germa Castle, a white-haired boy stood, his distinct swirly eyebrows and piercing blue eyes catching the attention of anyone who glanced his way. Yet, behind the facade of his bright gaze lay hidden mysteries, secrets known only to him.

Shirtless, he basked in the sun's rays, his body glistening as if coated in chrome. The intense workout he had put himself through had left him covered in sweat, both on his body and the ground beneath him.

As he continued his relentless training, he remained oblivious to the world around him, focused solely on honing his skills and strengthening his body

"600...huff...601...huff...602..." With a heavy barbell held firmly overhead, he performed overhead swings. The strain on his arms was intense, but he continued. As he raised and lowered the barbell, he felt a burning sensation coming from his arms.

Dropping the barbell to the side, he immediately transitioned into push-ups, his arms still throbbing from the previous exercise. Gritting his teeth, he pushed forward. His arms trembled with the effort, but he embraced the discomfort.

Even though his arms ached, he didn't seem to mind as he was deep in thought. Being a Germa had its perks, and the ability not to feel pain was one of them.

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' While I think having the ability not to feel pain is cool, ' I thought to myself as I continued to do pushups, ' It does have its flaws. Like say if I got internal bleeding or injuries, I wouldn't know about them until I suddenly drop down and die. '

Not that I felt pain or anything, but my arms couldn't push me up any longer, and I was struggling to get even an inch off the ground.

Finally, I decided to stop and got up from the ground. As I stood up, my arms ached, and I watched as my muscles seemed to wiggle and veins pulsated, almost as if they had a life of their own. It was a familiar sight, but the sensation was still weird.

But as a while passed, the sensation subsided, and my muscles returned to their usual state, and my soreness disappeared.

With a smug look on my face, I couldn't help but let out a smile. Another perk of being a Germa was the incredible regeneration ability I have.

' At this point, I can train all day and still don't get tired, ' I thought, feeling a sense of invincibility wash over me. The combination of my pain resistance and regenerative powers makes it so I can get stronger in a fast amount of time.

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Huoh* Huoh*

I looked up to see a peculiar seagull approaching. This wasn't your average seagull; it wore a comical, oversized hat on its head and had a small red pouch around its neck with the word "newspaper" written on it. Underneath its wings, a bundle of newspapers was neatly tied up with a brown strap.

In a swirling motion, the seagull gracefully descended, landing on the grass near me.

"Huoh?" it chirped, tilting its head to the side.

"Alright, you thieving bastard...1000 berries for a newspaper is ridiculous," I searched through my pocket and pulled out 1000 berries. Walking over to the seagull, I opened the red pouch and placed the money inside.

"Huoh-huoh-huoh!" The seagull squawked happily, using its beak to dig into the brown pouch and retrieve a newspaper for me. With the transaction complete, the seagull spread its wings and took flight, soaring back into the sky.

I glanced at the newspaper in my hand, wondering what news it would be this time.

Taking a seat on the grass, I opened the newspaper.

" Clashes between powerful pirate crews... alliances forming and breaking... and new devil fruit users appearing out of nowhere..." I muttered, a hint of nonchalance in my voice. "The more common things that happen in this world."

It was true; in a world filled with pirates, marines, and devil fruit users, such events were common in the world. The seas were filled with conflicts and power struggles, and alliances were constantly shifting as individuals sought to carve out their place in this unpredictable world.

' Big News Morgan is the only newspaper article you can rely on for top quality information,' I thought to myself, flipping through the pages of the newspaper.

' He's the only one who would actually piss off a Yonko or the World Government, just to get some news. That's a different level of balls. '

Finishing reading the newspaper, only two pieces of information truly caught my attention.

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North Blue: Rosefall Captured!!!

Rosefall Island, once a flourishing kingdom in the North Blue, now lies devastated under the oppressive rule of the fearsome pirate, Captain Vermillion. With his devil fruit powers wreaking havoc on the island.

Captain Vermillion, notorious for his cruelty and power, single-handedly conquered Rosefall Island with an unprecedented display of his devil fruit abilities. His control over the island is absolute, and the civilians, while spared from immediate death, are subjected to ruthless oppression as they are forced to labor under his rule.

The news of Vermillion's infamousness has quickly spread across the seas, prompting the Marine to take decisive action. With a staggering bounty of 30 million Berries on his head, Captain Vermillion is now classified as a major threat in the North blue. In response, the Marines have launched a operation to put an end to his reign of terror.

Several Marine ships have been dispatched to Rosefall Island, carrying a force of skilled and determined officers, led by Captain Jonathan Steele. Steele has vowed to bring Vermillion to justice and liberate the island, restoring hope to the oppressed civilians and reclaiming the once-thriving kingdom.

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The New World Is In An Uproar!!!

In a stunning turn of events, the renowned pirate captain Red-Haired Shanks has ascended to the status of Yonko, one of the four most powerful and influential pirates ruling the treacherous seas. Shanks and his crew, the Red-Hair Pirates, emerged victorious in an epic battle against the feared Yonko Beelzebub, who had held dominion over vast territories for many years.

Eyewitness accounts report that the confrontation between Shanks and Beelzebub was nothing short of legendary. Beelzebub, once a figure of terror across the seas, now finds himself dethroned, and his vast empire destroyed by the Red-Hair Pirates.

In the aftermath of the battle, the World Government has issued a stern warning to all who may cross paths with the Yonko crew. Anybody who encounters the Red-Hair Pirates is advised to flee if on site.

"The Red-Hair Pirates have demonstrated their immense power, and they are now a force to be reckoned with," Warned Marine Admiral Sakazuki. " We will monitor their movements closely and take appropriate measures to ensure the safety of innocent civilians and uphold the law."

This has sent shockwaves throughout the world and stirred a mix of emotions among fans and foes alike. While some celebrate the rise of the Red-Hair Pirates, others express concern about the potential consequences of this power shift in the New World.

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' Everything is slowly coming together. It's only a matter of time till canon starts. Till then, I need to get strong enough so I can fight on 'that day', ' I mused to myself, feeling a surge of excitement. My smile grew wider at the thought of the challenges and adventures that awaited me.

' Now, if I want to get strong, I'll need somebody strong to fight, ' I thought. ' I've been home for a month now; let's see how strong I've gotten. Maybe I can test my strength against this Captain Vermillion guy. '

With my mind set on the idea, I got up from the courtyard floor and made my way out, heading back to my room.

" Before I head out, I'm feeling a little bit hungry," I muttered, my stomach beginning to rumble.

Clicking the Germa button on the table, I didn't have to wait long before a maid appeared in my room, carrying a tray of delicious food. She placed the tray on the table and bowed politely before heading towards the door to leave.

"Hold up," I called out to her, pausing her in her tracks.

She turned back with a stoic expression. "Yes, prince?" she inquired.

"Tell Alfred to bring my things," I instructed.

"Yes, prince," she replied with a bow and promptly left the room to carry out my request.

My attention returned to the tempting spread of food before me. Without hesitation, I dug in, savouring each mouthful. In a matter of seconds, I had devoured the food, leaving the tray empty, and washed it all down with a refreshing cup of apple juice.

"That was yummy... Burp*," I rubbed my belly with satisfaction.

Suddenly, I heard loud steps approaching outside my door. "MY PRECIOUS PRINCE!!!!!! YOU REQUESTED MY SERVICES?!!!!!" a voice boomed, both manly and strangely girly at the same time.

"Why did Judge give me him as my butler..." I couldn't help but mutter to myself, a chill running down my spine.

WAM*

The door swung open, revealing a man dressed in a distinctive white butler outfit with black outlines on the suit. There was dead fox fur resting on his shoulder, giving him an air of grandeur and extravagance. On the back of his suit was the number 1 in black, accompanied by the word "butler" just below it.

He had long, flowing purple hair tied back in a ponytail, with a tendril hanging loose and coloured in white. His sharp purple eyebrows and the black dot on his upper left lip added to his unique style. His lips were adorned with purple lipstick, completing his bold and glamorous look.

"Are you leaving again, prince?!" he said with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

With a sigh, I replied, "Yeah, I'm going on a mission..."

"If that's the case, prince, we have to make sure you look absolutely fabulous," Alfred said with a wide, pervy grin on his face.

I let out a wearily smile. "Well, I brought your things, and I brought some clothes for you to wear," he continued, showing no signs of stopping his whirlwind of preparations.

Snap*

Alfred snapped his fingers, and suddenly, a group of maids ecame from behind him, each holding suitcases filled with clothing and accessories.

"Ahhh, shit, here we go again," I couldn't help but facepalm, fully aware of what was about to happen.

"Alright, let's get it over with," I said with a worry look on my face.

Licking his lips he gave me predator look. "... TIME TO PULL YOUR CLOTHES OFF PRINCE!!! " He rushed towards me with his tongue out drooling.

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"Mhm, that's it, my prince," Alfred nodded in approval while rubbing his chin thoughtfully. The maids behind him also joined in, nodding their heads in agreement.

"I look sweet..." I said, admiring my reflection in the mirror.

I was wearing a sleek, slim, long black pants, paired with a black buttoned-up shirt. The shirt's sleeves were casually rolled up like a donut around my elbow, with a subtle glimpse of my chest. Completing the look were, steel black boots with a pair of black goggles with blue lenses and short black leather gloves.

"Indeed you do, prince," Alfred commented, placing his finger on his lips with a mysterious and slightly creepy smirk on his face.

"Oh, before I forget, Judge wanted me to give this to you," Alfred continued, snapping his fingers as a maid emerged from behind, carrying a long rectangular box.

"A sword?" I raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I looked at the box.

Alfred smirked slightly. "Open it... It's not your regular sword."

Intrigued, I walked over to the box and carefully opened it. As I lifted the lid, my eyes widened in surprise and awe at what I saw inside.

I held the sheathed sword in my hands, feeling its weight and power resonate through me. With a firm grip, I slowly unsheathed the blade, revealing its gleaming edge. As I held it up, the tip of the blade pointed towards the ceiling, and I could sense the aura emanating from it.

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"It's a skillful grade blade... Judge told me that the next time you went on a mission, I should give this to you," Alfred explained.

"Yeah...yeah..." I replied absentmindedly. "Alright, alright, let's get going," I finally snapped back to reality.

"Indeed, prince, let's get going," Alfred said with enthusiasm. He clapped his hands together and spun around, leading the way towards the door.

I sheathed the blade back and holstered it to my hip, following Alfred as we made our way through the castle. After a while of walking, we finally reached the dock. As we stepped onto the dock, a large snail ship parked in front of me.

"Everything's prepared?" I asked Alfred, trying to maintain a nonchalant demeanour.

But to my surprise, Alfred's eyes welled up with tears, and he began to sniffle. Before I could react, he rushed over to me, wrapping me in a tight hug and lifting me off the ground, twirling me in the air and kissing me on my cheek.

"Let...go...of...me!" I struggled to break free from his embrace, using my arms to push him back. As soon as I got some space, I quickly dashed onto the ship before Alfred could grab hold of me again.

As the Germa Snailship sailed away from the dock, Alfred's tearful cries echoed in the air. I wiped off the pink lipstick from my cheek.

"Be...Sniff*...Safe...Sniff*...PRINCEEEEEEEEEE!!" Alfred's voice lingered in my ears as I waved him an awkward goodbye.

I turned away from the ship's railing and made my way inside the Castle atop the snail.

As I made my way through the castle, I was greeted by the crew and the maids who had come aboard. As I settled into my room, I gazed out of the window, watching as the castle of the Germa Kingdom gradually became a small dot in the distance.

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Few Days Later...

Standing outside on the top of the Castle, Shiraga, the white-haired boy with blue eyes and thin swirly eyebrows, gazed at the setting sun.

A sense of excitement washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile.

' 9 and a half years ago, I would've never thought I'd end up here. Playing as a character in my favourite anime, to have the chance to fight the likes of Whitebeard, Kaido, Shanks, Big Mom, Garp, even Imu and the God Knights, or the admirals, ' I thought to myself, feeling the excitement building within me.

' Being part of this world, a world I once watched on a screen, was a dream come true. The battles, the adventures, and the chance to test my strength against powerful foes were opportunities beyond my wildest imagination. '

As I continued to gaze at the sunset, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. Turning slightly, I saw one of the Germa Soldiers running up the stairs.

" We'll be reaching our destination in a few minutes now," the soldier informed me, trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah, I see," I replied calmly, my attention still on the small speck in the distance that was gradually growing larger. "Tell them to stop the ship when we are closer. I'm going on a small boat."

The Germa Soldier nodded. "Yes, Prince," he said, showing respect with a bow, before quickly making his way back down the stairs to relay the message.

Heading back downstairs to my room, I changed into the clothes Alfred had given me and strapped my sword to my hip.

As a few minutes passed, the ship came to a stop. I hopped onto the small boat and began rowing towards Rosefall island. The night sky was filled with stars, and their shimmering reflections danced upon the water's surface as I approached the shore.

As the island came into view. There was a city that covered the entire island. On a hill, a giant spiky crystal stood prominently, surrounded by smaller shards of the same material scattered around the island.

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As I parked the small boat on the beach, I confidently stepped onto the sandy shore, scanning my surroundings. To my surprise, six cloaked men stood before me, their face covered by darkness.

I firmly gripped my sword, and readied myself for an imminent confrontation.

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