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Reintarnation

After being subjected to a slow decay of the world, Tim was ready to let go. Seeing the madness overtaking the world on every waking day of his life, he choose to end it. Bitter that his world was being destroyed by the very beings that inhabited it, he wants to go out with a bang. But what is this...Sunlight? Salt? Wind?..." I don't own One Piece or anything else other than my work. Just a story that evolved from a Rant into a one-shot. Let's see where it goes. :D Also new so no idea about money or whatnot. Just writing for fun.

Beregrond · Anime & Comics
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Chapter 2: Wow

Empty.

Nothing.

Hot.

Cold.

Nothing.

Nothing.Nothing.Nothing.Nothing.Nothing.NothiNg.NOthing.nOTHinG.Bored.

Bored.Bored.BoredBoredBored.

Alone.aLonE.....'AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH'....Bored.Alone.Nothing.

Cold. Hot.Cold.Bored.Alone.

'ENOUGH!'

'I am alone. Nothing is like me. Why. AlOne. Bored.'

'Alone. Bored. NO! Need more. neEd MoREe. Alone NO MORE'

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'There. Something. ooOOOH. THERE. MORE. NOT ALONE.'

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'OOOh so MAny. Too Slow....MORE'

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'WOW. so many not alOnE. There some. Out of the water. Yes. Move there. Yes groW. Yes MORE.'

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'Wow so many things. So much to see. NOT ALONE.'

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'All big gone.Nononono there is still some left. Tiny yes, but not alone.'

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'oooh WOW look at those. How far they have come. OOh yes Evolve more. Yes. They Speak? They Live Good. They paint. Wow they are so interesting. Who would have thought they could speak a language. WOW they are good. Hm humans? Good MORE.'

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'WOW. Look at them go. They are Flying even though they have no wings. No way, Physics are nice. Math is nice too but...Yes little little ones, I hate Math too. They are building something. OH WOW now that is a Blast...HEHE. Hm? Radiation? So much? Nono little ones you are killing yourself. Pls stop that. WHat MoRe? NO. ALONE I will be again. Please stop. Please no more. PLease StoP kILlinG YoursELF.'

'OoH Wow. That one. THAT ONE. Tim. OOoh it's like he can hear me. WOW if only we could talk. What is he doing? Hm through the net...Hacking the servers of the goverments....codes for....ooOh Wow Tim i like it. Yes stop them. STOP THEM FOR ME PLEASE.'

'OnePiece? Oh Wow the Story you like Tim? hmmM. Can I? Does it exist? NO? Hmm. Why do I exist? Can i help Tim? Maybe. Who knows. Let's try. Maybe you can help others. I'm alone since I began. Only you knew me. For you I can try. Maybe i can help. Goodbye Tim. Take it all. Whatever it is, made me what i am. Take it and be Free. Not alone and free.'

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'Ugh.'

'woosh'

'What in Tarnation. Where am I? Who am I? Tim? Yes Tim. I jumped after...hmm.after.Nothing? So why....am I alive?'

Tim tried to open his eyes, but failed. 'Huh?', thought Tim.

Eyes? not functioning. Breathing? not functioning. Movement? Check.

'Wait a minute. Movement? I am not dead? Did I survive? But why am I not...oh OOH AAUAUUGH.'

PAIN. So much Pain in his head.

'Thank you Tim.'

'Huh?', thought Tim, the pain gone.

'THAnK YoU for unDerSTanDing ME. I hope whaT I diD will help YoU arrive where YoU alWayS wanted to be. Be FReE. Hehe Tschüß from Terra.'

Tim was stunned. WHAT A VOICE. Soft but hard, grating but smooth, old but young. He knew. That was it. The Earth. He knew the voice even íf he never heard it. It was as if he was a part of it at one time. Felt the joy, the sadness, happiness and loneliness. All emotions in one voice.

He knew the Earth. Remembered the seas, the mountains, the...nothing. Only the earth.No. The People. The Pollution. Pain, War. Companions in the Void.

'Sooo...I died. But what does it,no 'SHE' mean by i hope you arrive wheaaAgh. What is going on?'

'Is this what I think this is? Oh god that hurts like a....TARNATION.'

Light. Voices.

*Slap*"WAaah*

"It's a boy. Sera. Look at our Son. He looks like me", said a clearly excited male.

"Yes, dear. Please show him to me.", came a beautiful voice to Tim's right.

He felt himself being handed over and with great will he open his eyes.

Soft Sunlight flowed into the opened window. White walls shimmering in the sunlight. A gentle breath of air flowing into the room, bringing the scent of salt with it. Focusing on the giant who was holding him, Tim saw an angel with black hair, white skin and eyes so green they seemed to shine.

"Hello my little baby. Welcome to this world, my little Weis. Edel D. Weis"

'Wow', was the last of his thought as he fell into his first slumber in a whole new world.