"Hello, I'm Leiartx. First of all, this is my first novel, so I'm inexperienced, and English is not my native language, so if you want to help me, you can indicate it in the comments."
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On a cold and rainy Christmas night, people gathered in their homes, enjoying themselves and exchanging gifts.
While others were having fun and being happy, one person standing on the sidelines exuded a profound gloom, drawing considerable attention.
The man, approximately 175 cm tall, had black hair, no beard, and was adorned with numerous tattoos on his body. With a calm and intimidating yet equally handsome face, he sat on the side, observing people's merriment.
Lost in intense thoughts, he grew even more despondent.
This man's name was Alex, Alexander Knox.
Alex was invited to celebrate Christmas together by a former colleague, but being unfamiliar with such gatherings, it felt more like torment for him. Nevertheless, he had to endure it.
As Alex sat on the sidelines, surveying the surroundings, a girl approached him, offering a drink and striking up a conversation.
Girl (Grace): Hi, I'm Grace. I believe you were invited by my uncle. Is something wrong? You look pale. Come on, have something to drink.
Grace, around 170 cm tall, with long blonde hair and wearing a beautiful short dress, radiated beauty.
Alex: Thank you, but I'm not much in the mood for drinking.
Grace: Hey, I introduced myself, but you haven't yet.
Alex: Alex, Alexander Knox.
Grace: Nice to meet you, Alex. So, what's the matter? Why are you sulking while everyone else is having fun?
Alex: It's just how I am.
Alex had spoken more ordinary words than he would have with anyone else.
~Th... Where did this girl come from? That jerk Doyle invited me here; he left the gang and formed a family, pretending to have a normal life. As if that's even possible. But we always handle our affairs in secret, so not many people really know us. The only issue is our tattoos.
As a part of an old gang tradition, Alex and his team had tattoos symbolizing their actions, even though they tried to keep their activities hidden. Doyle had his share of tattoos too, especially the two cats and praying hands on his hands, which were quite eye-catching.
Grace: Huff... You're no fun at all!
Grace huffed and walked away from Alex.
After a while, people started to ignore Alex, and two people approached him with laughter.
Doyle: Alex, thanks for coming, my friend.
Alex: Doyle...
Alex was about to say something when he noticed a woman beside Doyle and fell silent.
Doyle: This is my wife, Rose.
Rose: Nice to meet you, Alex.
Alex: Likewise.
Rose: Doyle mentioned you were cold, but you're even colder than he described.
Alex: It's an old habit.
Alex continued responding in a cold tone.
At that moment, Doyle noticed the new tattoo on Alex's neck.
Doyle: Honey, could you give us a moment alone with Alex?
Rose: Sure, dear. Enjoy yourselves.
As Rose went to attend to other guests, Doyle began asking Alex questions.
Doyle: Does an octagram with two star-shaped skulls below it mean something?
Alex: If possible, I'd like the praying hands as well.
Doyle: Are you independent now?
Alex: For the time being.
Doyle: When do you plan to leave?
Alex: I've been thinking about it for years, but even if I leave, they won't let me go.
Doyle: Look, Alex, do you see that girl? Her name is Grace, my niece. She's a wonderful girl who had a big problem with her ex-boyfriend, and they broke up. This is your chance. Go and live a proper life, Alex.
Alex rolled his eyes and left.
On a cold and rainy Christmas night, people were gathering in their homes, having fun and exchanging gifts, while one man matched the weather with his cold and somber demeanor.
The road, perhaps due to the cold and Christmas, was deserted, with only Alex walking alone.
Alex: Huh... I'll just go home and celebrate my independence by watching some old episodes of One Piece. If anyone heard that, they'd burst out laughing. A gang member and an assassin watching anime, how amusing.
Since Alex got into the gang life, he had turned to anime and manga to relax during his free time.
After walking for a while...
However, strangely, a truck came from the road and headed towards Alex.
But before Alex could see the truck, a voice recording came from a nearby box. "Raul sends his regards, Alex. No one can leave us!!"
BANGGGGG!!!
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In a place where time and space concepts did not exist, a man was watching a sphere with astonishment.
"Did this guy really die from C4 instead of being hit by Truck-kun, which I barely managed to rent?"
"Well, whatever the case, it doesn't matter how he came."
After a while, a shapeless spirit appeared in front of the man, and he started examining the soul.
After some time, the shapeless soul took on the form of Alex.
Alex: Where am I?
Man: You're dead.
Alex: Great.
Man: I know you're sad and surprised, but...
Man: Wait, what did you say? What do you mean, "great"?
Alex: I had just left the gang yesterday, and I was already expecting death to come sooner or later, even if I could escape for a while. Anyway, forget about that. Tell me, who are you? Are you some kind of reincarnation officer or interrogation angel?
Man: Hmm... I guess you could say that. As for who I am... I don't really have a name, but the people who come here call me things like "ROB, Morgan Freeman, GOD." I actually sent a Truck-kun to take you, but you arrived in a different way.
Alex: Now I'm part of a Chinese novel, too?
ROB: Anyway, forget about that and spin these wheels.
Two large wheels appeared in front of Alex.
ROB: The system is simple; the first wheel determines the world you'll go to, and the second wheel shows which character's powers you'll acquire.
Alex: Alright.
After spinning for a while, both wheels slowly came to a stop.
First Wheel - One Piece
Second Wheel - Immortality (S+) and Cursed Damage Transfer (S) (Hidan - Naruto World)
ROB: Wow, that's a nice combination... Actually, you don't need anything extra, but as compensation for the Truck-kun refund, I can give you three things that aren't too overpowered. After all, Truck-kun is quite expensive.
Alex: Alright, but first, I want to ask a question.
ROB: Go ahead.
Alex: In which period of the One Piece world will I go, and will my memories remain with me?
ROB: You'll be transmigrate as a 17-year-old five years before the start of the story, and your memories will remain intact.
Alex: Okay, then I want high-level Chakra control and the Forbidden Scroll of Konoha.
ROB: Hmm... I'll grant you (B) level chakra capacity and (A) level control. As for the Forbidden Scroll, even if it's not from the actual scroll, I'll give you two kinjutsu from the Naruto World, but they will be determined by the wheel.
Spirit: Lastly, if possible, can I have Hidan's weapon?
ROB: Alright. Where do you want to transmigrate?
Spirit: Send me to an island in the Grand L ine where the World Government doesn't exist.
Alex: Oh, and will I have a system?
ROB: We'll make some arrangements.
Alex: Thanks.
ROB: Alright, good luck.
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