Chapter 1: Transmigration

Hello there.

My name is Peter.

A man with a love for anime, manga, hentai, doujinshi, as well for traveling and trying new things.

When I was a kid my parents took me all across the world.

From Rio, to China, to London. I saw it all. This ignited a passion in me for travel, as well as my passion to try and see new things.

Though anime, and anything anime related, will always be my first love.

I love the stories those creators manage to come up with. Creating entire worlds and characters from scratch isn't something just anyone can do.

Even I, who writes fanfiction, struggle at times in developing a story the way I want it to go after I start writing it.

But it seems I've moved all the way from the main topic, so let's get back to it.

Me telling you about the greatest adventure I ever had.

Which only happened after I died.

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Taking in a deep breathe I exhaled. Working to steel my nerves as I stared out ahead of me.

My vision being filled with nothing but clouds and the ground.

Far, far, below me.

Since right now I am in a plane situated 10,000 feet in the air, about to sky dive.

A thing I promised myself I would do after I learned to scuba dive.

Which I did.

So now, here I am.

'It's fine. You got this.' I thought.

Then right after I did the light above me right over the door turned green. Meaning it was time for me to go.

So without any hesitation I jumped out of the plane and began falling towards the ground.

Finding myself actually enjoying falling through the sky.

I suddenly found a certain peacefulness in it.

But just because I did it didn't mean I would forget to open my parachute. For I certainly didn't want to become red paste on the ground.

Which is why when the 45 second mark hit I pulled the cord for my parachute.

Only for nothing to happen.

"What!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Pulling the cord that would release my parachute several more times in quick succession.

Only for nothing to still continue to happen.

Upon realizing my main chute was malfunctioning Ioved to pull the cord of my secondary chute and open it.

Only to find that chute wouldn't open, and was malfunctioning as well.

Letting me know I was fucked.

"Well, I guess this is it." I mused.

Seeing as I now had no way to avoid my death.

Which is going to suck.

Seeing as how there were so many things I still wanted to do.

Like see the end of my favorite manga, One Piece.

But it looks like that's never going to happen now.

"Dammit." I muttered.

My life beginning to flash before my eyes as I got closer and closer to the ground.

Then just as I was a few seconds away from slamming into it a giant swirling red vortex opened up right where I was going to land on the ground.

Then when I reached it the thing swallowed me.

Then a second after it did my entire body was engulfed in a powerful white light.

My mind going blank immediately after this occured.

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"Agh!" I shouted.

My eyes shooting open.

Wondering if everything that just happened to me was all some messed up dreamed.

But I didn't have long to think on those events before I got a mind splitting headache.

Gritting my teeth I saw images flashing in my mind.

Then as quickly as the images came they disappeared. Along with the pain in my head.

Once those two things vanished I came to understand my situation better.

What occured to me earlier wasn't just a dream. It actually happened.

But what's even more incredible is that those images that just flashed through my mind weren't simply images. No they were memories. The memories of an entirely different.

Who I now was.

Put simply I am now this person and myself.

The person in question being Trafalgar D. Water Law.

The 'Surgeon of Death', a future shichibukai, as well as one of my favorite characters from One Piece.

All I can say is, damn.