Chapter 7

The reason Yun Xie picked Ace, that one narcoleptic guy from One pIece, was because.... He felt like it.

A little roleplay okay?

Yun Xie could actually use the Mera Mera Fruit, and Haki, so it would be pretty interesting.

Also, watching those idiots be stumped over his virtually unpronounceable name was fun….

If Yun Xie cut his hair and donned a hat, the image would look better.

Just sitting there, he, as a former weeb, thought of all the different characters he could cosplay and roleplay as.

Wouldn't it be hilarious to fight his way through the Buddhist Burial Plateau as Bakugo or Saitama, and the Ancient Heavenly Corpse Burial Ground as Ainz Ooal Gown?

(A/N: I do not mean to disrespect religion in the slightest…. If this is offensive, sorry….)

Imagine the hilarity that may ensue....

Yun Xie chuckled a bit, thinking of all the beautiful chaos that could happen.

"Hello? Yun Xie?" He was snapped out of his thoughts when Li Qi Ye directly spoke to him. "I assume you want to leech off my new adobe?"

"Nope. Don't like men. See ya!" Yun Xie ran out of the courtyard, jumping down the cliff, and into the night.

".... I never said anything…." Li Qi Ye sighed. Kids these days, could be pretty peculiar….

Next-Day...

Yun Xie walked down the road, thinking.

If he became friends with Li Qi Ye, would people think of him as a lapdog?

Though Yun Xie was pretty laidback, he did not like being looked down upon.

"I'll just show them what the Mera Mera or Flame Flame Fruit can do…." He smirked, whistling a small tune.

As he walked down the path through the sect, he noticed a few disciples starting to encroach on him.

Yun Xie smiled. Pretty cliche... Isn't this usually reserved for the main character…

"Are you the one who was with our new waste of a prime disciple?" One of the disciples in the front stepped forwards, speaking coldly and harshly.

"And if I am?" Yun Xie smiled, shrugging his shoulders.

'Flame Flame Fruit, Observation Haki, Armament Haki, Conquerors Haki, Physique: Ace…..'

He directly activated a few abilities that would be helpful in case he actually had to fight…..

"How arrogant, for a mere mortal." One of the underlings laughed angrily.

"And you are quite easily triggered, for an 'Illustrious' immortal….." Yun Xie bit back.

"Wishing for death!" The underling pulled his sword out of the scabbard.

'Well, that's a new one…..' Yun Xie was surprised. Well, new places, new vocabulary….

The disciple in front stopped him. "You should cooperate with us….." He smiled, but it was anything but warm. "Or, you won't like the consequences…."

A gathering of disciples had formed, with even an elder watching in interest.

*Sigh….* 'Guess some people are just born like this…..' Yun Xie cracked his knuckles. "No thanks, losers..."

"Courting dea-"

"I take that back." Yun Xie smiled creepily. In his previous life, he was….. Sort of an edge lord.

Sometimes, especially in this life, his inner eight-grade syndrome manifested itself.

But it was not as bad as others at least. He had some common sense…

Besides being somewhat wrong in the head, and loving to quote certain anime/manga characters, it was bearable…..

(A/N: Cosplay and roleplay do not apply as a part of Eighth Grade Syndrome I believe….)

(A/N: Chuunibyou, often translated as Eighth Grade Syndrome, is an almost uniquely Japanese phenomenon. Occurring during middle school, and particularly the second of the three years (the equivalent of eighth grade in the US), it is a term used to describe children that suddenly show delusional behavior.)

He did not wear an eyepatch or anything...

The main disciple sneered, unsheathing his sword, and lunged forwards, the blade glinting in the sun.

"Kyokaen: Mirror Flame."

Yun Xie's fingers ignited, and bright orange flames emerged surrounding him in a wall of fire.

The main disciple stepped back, almost being scorched.

Elder Xiao watched in interest. According to sect rules, Yun Xie had not attacked anyone, it was a completely legitimate form of defense.

He was accepted into the sect as a guest, so he had the right to defend himself unless Yun Xie was a spy or enemy in disguise, which he was not.

"You bastard! Pretending to be a mortal to trick us!" One of the lackeys yelled out.

"..." Elder Xiao sighed. Some kids these days were just so…..

"Hiken: Fire Fist!"

Yun Xie pointed his fist in the air. A dense column of flames shot out of his fist, lighting up the early morning sky.

The heat literally radiated off Yun Xie, causing the watching disciples to retreat back.

The lackey was a little terrified. If that had hit him, he would probably be rendered to crisp….

Elder Xiao was pretty surprised. The meager flames Yun Xie had surrounded himself with previously had completely dispersed. Besides that, the giant pillar of flames that Yun Xie had summoned was terrifying enough. It could probably roast a Warrior Canopy Cultivator to death….

He would have to pay more attention to this guy in the future.

"W-wwha-t ar-e you?!" The main disciple backed away in fear. "We are in the sect, the elders will surely-"

"Shut it, dimwit….. The Name is Ace, Ace D. Portgas, but I go by Fire Fist Ace…. You should know why by now…." Yun Xie walked off whistling a small tune.

(A/N: Cringe.)