The Lone Tiger?

Aryash's majestic red eyes fluttered as he slowly regained consciousness, feeling the sweet breeze brushing his skin, yet still devoid of any emotion. He groggily opened his eyes, finding himself faced directly by the blinding sun. His eyes quivered, and he closed them again as he brought his hands to shield against the raging light before opening them again.

"Aghh, where... Where am I?" he wondered in confusion, stirring himself up and feeling the mellow sand beneath his hands, some of it scattering down from his short blonde hair. Looking around, he tried to recall what he last remembered. "Ah! I was kicked out of the orphanage... then I tried committing suicide!"

The sudden warm breeze woke him up from his thoughts. No matter how he looked at it, the place looked like a small island in the middle of the ocean, an ocean that extended as far as the eye could see. Well, this was the normal scenery of the world he lived in.

He was on the shore, and behind him was a small town, not bustling, but happening, befitting of an island as small as this. The first thing Aryash did was to look at himself. "I'm pretty sure it was nighttime last I remember, and I can vaguely remember struggling with the waves... I must be hallucinating."

Aryash had been kicked out of the orphanage he lived in, leaving him with no money, no food, no shelter, and living in a world that was cruel to the weak. Thinking about the past made Aryash clench his fist tightly. The words of his previous home echoed in his mind, "We have no need for a monster like you. Go and find a ditch somewhere to curl up and die!"

Thinking back on his past, Aryash slightly laughed at himself. "Why do I have to die? I won't! Shut up, I refuse to die now. I'll not go out so easily."

Aryash was not a common boy you would find in the seas. He had a power inside of him, a complete monster inside of him. Aryash could turn into a majestic White Tiger. He knew this was the work of some Devil fruit, but he couldn't remember when he ever ate one. Now, after a suicide attempt, his mind was completely blank, and all his memories were hazy.

But the problem with this power of his was that he was not able to control the tiger form. The last time he became that monster, he completely destroyed the farms his orphanage owned, which led them into an economic crisis, and many children had to suffer from hunger for days. This incident had led Aryash to hate his monstrous form.

Aryash knew what kind of devil fruit he had eaten because the name of the fruit came to his subconscious mind. It was the Neko Neko No Mi, Model: White Tiger, a mythical zoan fruit that he had never tasted before. He was aware that he could transform into a white tiger, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

Aryash stood up and shook the sand off his body before walking towards the town. As he arrived at the port, he saw that the name of the town was Shells Town. Although he didn't know much about small islands, he was familiar with famous and big islands. Since he couldn't remember this island, he knew that it was one of the numerous islands in the East Blue.

As he walked through the town, his unique appearance caught the attention of many people. He had white hair with black streaks and a handsome figure that could make many hearts race. Seeing their reactions, Aryash sighed and continued walking.

Aryash now slowly walked through a dark alley, feeling the tense energy of the thugs lurking around. He knew he was walking into danger, but he needed to know more about the town. As he turned the corner, he saw the five men standing in his way.

"How obvious can you guys be?" Aryash muttered under his breath, recognizing their intentions. He knew he was going to have to fight them to get any information.

One of the larger thugs stepped forward, brandishing a knife, and licked it menacingly. "Hahaha, a prey came straight to us Bois and he looks quite a rich one! Try to go easy on him and don't destroy that pretty face of his. After selling him we gotta have a feast with those guys!" The leader bellowed, and the other four thugs laughed.

Aryash took a battle stance, ready to fight his way through the group. He punched the first guy in the gut, sending him flying backwards and unconscious. The other three rushed towards him, attacking from all sides.

Aryash was ready for a brawl, but he knew he needed to keep his guard up. One thug punched him in the face, causing anger to boil inside of him. He quickly kicked the third guy, sending him flying several meters away.

While he was dealing with the three thugs, the leader snuck up behind him and stabbed him in the back, shouting "DIE!" But to his surprise, the knife broke on impact.

Aryash turned to face the leader, his eyes now yellow with vertical irises. His elegant white hair was flying slowly as he spoke, his voice low and dangerous. "You dare." His instincts had completely taken over, and there was no turning back.

The leader of the thugs stumbled back, his eyes widening in fear. He knew he had made a grave mistake by underestimating Aryash. The other three thugs, now scared, backed away slowly.

Aryash was ready to take them all on, his power surging through him. He knew he had the upper hand now and was ready to show them what he was capable of..

*****

"Huh...what happened?" Aryash woke up from his daze and saw the lifeless body of the thug leader lying in front of him. The body was in such a terrible condition that even the most experienced writer would have a hard time describing it. Aryash couldn't bear the sight and started vomiting.

After recovering, Aryash looked for the remaining thugs. They were all on their knees, one still unconscious. Aryash could smell the stench of their fear-induced urine. He walked towards them and they began shivering uncontrollably. One was paralyzed with fear.

Aryash knew that the life he was about to live wouldn't be easy, but he had made his choice. If the people at the orphanage wanted him to become a monster, he would. "Let's talk," he said calmly.

*****

Aryash could be seen strolling along the streets of Shell Town with a wide grin on his face. Upon closer inspection, one could notice the bulging pockets in his clothing, signaling that he had become wealthy.

Returning to the story, Aryash had acquired some peculiar information from the thugs he had encountered. They had informed him about "The Bloodthirsty Hound," who roamed the seas, hunting down fugitives. It turned out that this was none other than Roronoa Zoro, the Pirate Hunter, who was being held captive in Shell Town for killing the pet wolf of Marine Lieutenant Morgan's son, Helmeppo. Helmeppo was known to be a cruel individual who abused his authority for personal gain.

Aryash could easily discern who the good and bad guys were in this situation, but he had no desire to become involved with them. Despite this, he had plenty of money now and decided to dine at a restaurant. However, upon entering, he was shocked to see that most of the tables were broken, and only one was in good condition. Strangely, no one was sitting at that table.

Aryash was perplexed but chose to sit at the intact table, order some food, and eat. Although the meal was basic, it was satisfying, and Aryash had been starving for days. While eating, he overheard a strange conversation between three strangers, discussing two new individuals in town who had talked about the notoriously evil Pirate Hunter and Marine Lieutenant. Although Aryash was confused about these newcomers' identities and intentions, he pushed these questions to the back of his mind and enjoyed his meal in peace.

After finishing his food, Aryash pondered what he should do next. He had no home and nowhere to go, but he was content to live leisurely for now. As he wandered the town, he made his way to the place where Roronoa Zoro was being held captive. It was amusing to Aryash that they were showcasing their power by keeping him out in the open. When he arrived at the location, he witnessed a soon to be historic moment of the meeting between the Strongest Pirate King and his right-hand man.