Wanderer System:Start from One Piece

If. The word that Danitz liked to use whenever he made a mistake. But now he wondered about that word even if he didn't make the mistake.

If only Gold Roger hadn't declared One Piece. If the navy were much stronger.

If the Howling pirates never set their eyes on this island. If the navy office was located near the village. If the villagers were strong enough to defend the pirates. 

If I was strong enough. If I could save someone. Father…

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Today was a sunny day. The sea beside the village gave the scent of salt and roughness to the people near.

The island was located in the west blue on the far side. The island was small but large enough to hold three middle size villages.

There was no king or royalty. They didn't exist in the eyes of the world government. People there lived an honest life. They catch fishes, plant some fruits. 

The island was named Three Little Life.

" Danitz!" A man in forty wearing an old training cloth shouted. His rough and large hand holding a giant sword. His eyes gave a bit of a fierce look at the hunter. The man was searching for his son.

Danitz jumped down from the coconut tree. He glided through the air and safely landed on the ground, creating a cloud of dust for his father to breathe.

Yagiso coughed and waved the dust around his face. " You. Lazy fool."

Danitz patted his pants. " Come on, Dad. It is boring."

" What do you mean boring? That is our job. We took the money from their parents to teach the kids the way of fighting." Yagiso said with his high voice.

He opened the dojo in the village. He was famous on the island as the one who killed the scared Bear.

" Bullshit. The way of fighting. All you taught was how to swing a sword." Danitz remarked. " And the kids did a horrible job. It is painful to look at."

Suddenly, a fist came down to Danitz's head. 

" Ouch!" Danitz rubbed his head.

Yagiso then dragged him by the ear.

" It hurts." Danitz complained. But he let his father drag him toward the dojo. Danitz had been a troubled kid to Yagiso. Well, it was designed to be since Danitz was in his teenage years.

He felt caged by the island. This small island couldn't contain the will of his. When he turned 17 he planned to leave the island and made a name in the sea.

He had not planned about what he would do to make the name but he won't choose to be a pirate. 

Arriving at the dojo, Yagiso placed his son on the training field and gave him a wooden sword. He called out the twenty students and said.

" I will teach you guys the sword style passed down by my family. It is a legacy. A great style which I used to take down the scared bear…" He went on about his deeds.

Danitz yawned as he had heard about his father's bragging his entire life. But he was surprised by something. He never thought his father would teach their family style to an outsider let alone to the whole group of kids.

After bragging, Yagiso reached the meat of the things he wanted to tell.

" The sword style is called Drying Ember. The style focused on using the energy of everything. Talking about the style is a waste of time. I will let Danitz show the first technique. Blazing."

The kids around them made noises. Their eyes were beaming with stars. They had all wanted to learn the sword style of Yagiso.

Yagiso slapped Danitz's shoulder. " Do it kid."

Danitz sluggishly walked into the center. Yagiso made the kids retreat about ten meters.

Danitz held the wooden sword with precision. He was a genius in the art of combat and that genius was honed by his father.

The air of laziness around Danitz vanished. It was replaced by determination and confidence. 

With a move, he performed a vertical slash. It was different from the ordinary way of performing the slash. He put everybit of his strength into it. Causing the air to react. 

Creating a spark of flame around the wooden sword.

The kids exclaimed in excitement.

" Woah!!!"

After that, Yagiso explained every step about the first technique.

Danitz listened to his father teaching and looked at his sword. The previous fine  wooden sword was now blackened by the sparks.

I have mastered all the techniques. What I need right now is a strong body and a good sword.

He smiled. Danitz was stronger than most adults but he was not satisfied with this. He had seen his father slashing apart steel and lifted a cow with one hand.

He knew that his body could be improved. 

" Pirate. Pirate. Pirate."

Three words changed Danitz's life. Not just his life.

The sighting bell echoed through the village. Villagers were coming out from their house. Those who work on the fields were also running toward the village as they noticed the smoke ring put out by the sighting group.

Yagiso frowned as he felt the aura of something. He ordered the kids to stay inside the dojo. He then headed out. Before he left, he looked at Danitz and said, " There is a sword under my bed. Take it and guard the kids. Understand?"

Danitz nodded. " Finally, I got my own sword."

Yagiso smiled. " It is just temporary for you kid."

" Whatever. Beat those pirates."

Yagiso dashed.

Danitz threw the wooden sword and guided the kids to his house. He let them stay inside the living room , making them stay quiet.

He went upstairs and entered his father's bedroom. He lifted the bed effortlessly and saw a secret hiding spot.

He opened the spot by breaking it. There lay a sword.

A white cloak covered the sword and warped around by small black vines of sorts. He took the katana and released the vines.

Its edge was gleamed with cold uncaring lethal beauty. He felt a horrible feeling of wanting to slash someone. The sword was bewitching.

He shook his head and put the sword into the sheath he found on the wall. He didn't have much time for admiring the beauty.

He went down and waited.

He waited silently along with the kids. Soon he heard a barrage of cannon. The ground shook as the explosion happened on the port.

Danitz looked through the window and saw the raging flame consuming the port house. Many pirates came out from the black big ship. He couldn't see the pirate symbol from the ship.

Then not long after the cannon, Chaos appeared.

Danitz stayed and waited. He waited for an hour. By this time , he was getting impatient.

A cold and wet feeling reached him. The Fear.

He clenched to the sword and let out a small sigh.

He turned around and ordered the kids. " I will check the situation. If I don't come back after fifteen minutes, leave this house. You know the way of the forest. Got it?"

The oldest kid nodded with his hand shaking and was about to piss himself. Seeing this , Danitz patted at the kid.

" Don't worry. My old man can beat those pirates. Just stay back and watch. Tonight , you all will hear my name reaching the sea."

Danitz left the house. He put the sheath behind his back and took the Katana. He held the sword near himself and walked. 

There was not a single soul on the street. Danitz slowly reached the port.

A group of pirates were coming in his direction. Some were holding a torch and lighting up the houses they passed.

About six men. All armed.

Danitz could tell the savage aura emitting from the pirates. 

Running back is not a plan since they will likely see me and shoot. I would rather be attacked by swords than bullets.

He closed his eyes and hid near behind the tree. The pirates continued to get closer. 

As they reached the length of his sword, Danitz dashed forward. He performed a slashing art. 

The sword cut the leading pirate's head. It fell backward and fell onto the ground rolling toward the five men.

The laughing stopped, replaced by panic.

Danitz won't let the opportunity leave. He continued to make his way to the next target.

By twisting the sword, he slashed. Another one fell.

Blood splattered on his face. By this time, the remaining four were aware of the danger. Each took out a sword.

Shooting the enemy was the best choice but with the enemy being near, using the sword was the most useful choice according to their experience.

Danitz stepped back and stayed in a fighting stance. His face was covered in red blood, making him look like a madman.

" You." A pirate yelled and swung his sword.

Danitz paired the incoming attack , guiding  the assault to the left side. He kicked forward. Causing the pirate to halt.

Without wasting any time , three pirates simultaneously attacked.

Danitz crunched down and cut off the halted pirate's legs.

He then jumped backward and dashed immediately. 

He yelled inwardly.

Blazing.

He used the first technique of the Drying Ember. The spark emerged from the blade. The sword sliced through the defense of the three pirates. Cutting their body in half.

Danitz sighed as the bodies fell down. The sword was red . burned by the pressure he created.

Continue. He said.