I woke up to a white room. The ceiling was pure white, as were the walls, floor, and the bed I was currently laying on. I was slightly confused, considering that I had fallen asleep in a room I shared with my younger brother, where the walls and ceiling were beige, the carpet was a dull blue, and my bed sheets were either green or blue, depending on the week.

Now I was all alone in an unfamiliar room. There was no door I noticed, meaning I was trapped. I wasn't too concerned though, this felt like a dream, not reality.

"The hell's goin' on?" I questioned softly. My voice echoed in the small empty room. I really didn't like the situation I found myself in. I felt trapped. What kind of fucked up dream was this.

(Welcome Young One)

The words sounded through the room with a mechanical tone.

"What the fuck?" I swore softly. This really was a weird ass dream.

(You have been selected for the fictional reincarnation project. Do not bother asking what kind, because you will fail to understand. We have selected individuals such as yourself to be placed into alternate universes to live. You may understand these universes as fictional, but we assure you they are real)

All that I could think was 'huh?' I didn't know what to say. I had been plucked from my life and was going to be put into an alternate universe, one that I understood to be fictional. This made no sense. I finally decided to ask a somewhat sensible question.

"What do you mean by fictional?" I wondered if the thing would even understand me.

(We select individuals who are not aware of the universe we send them. The best results have been individuals who have no knowledge of the world they will be sent fused with another they know. As you have not seen the 10 we will send you there but since you have seen the show one piece we will fuse that into the 100)

I guess the thing, or things, it kept referring to itself as 'how' could understand me no matter how I spoke.

So, you're putting me into The 100 universe fused with one piece?" I asked 'them'. "What for?"

(Why we have chose this far beyond toyr understanding young one so we shall not yell you)

Well shit all over my self-esteem why don't you? Apparently, I was a complete dumbass compared to this thing, I had thought I was pretty smart too.

"Ok then," I spoke again. It felt weird to speak to an empty room, but at this point I was just rolling with the punches. "Now what? Are you just gonna send me off to The 100?"

(No first, we need to determine where you will come from. In your terms the show beings when Clarke Griffin was taken from her cell and placed on a dropship headed for Earth.We will keep that as the main starting but we need to determine whether you will be a grounder or part of the 100)

"would like to be a part of the 100 but i want you to replace one of the original members of the 100 with me," I said to whatever i was talking to

The 100 has been selected. Now, we will grant you five requests. These requests can be anything you want or think you will need for your new life. However, if your requests are deemed too excessive, then they will be denied.

I got to make five wishes I have to make these count.After thinking for awhile I decided

"I want the fighting skills of mikey" I say to it

(Fighting skills of mikey from Tokyo revengers granted)

"I want Trafalgar law with me"

(Request Has been Granted)

"I want Portagass D Ace With me"

(Request Has Been Granted)

(I want the fruits of Law Ace And magellan )

(Request Has Been Granted)

"For My Final Request I Want 20 flintlocks and cutlasses"

(Request granted)

There is one final step to be taken before we release you to live your new life. You must choose a name to go by and create your physical appearance

....

After making my physical appearance I made my new name for this life

(Farewell Mikey D Toxin)

Everything got brighter than it was then there was nothing