Chapter 1: Nice Dream

Wyze Mara rubbed his tired eyes as he stared at the computer screen. It was well past midnight, and his room was bathed in the soft glow of the monitor. On the screen was the main character design he'd just finished for his fanfiction of a certain anime. He spent hours meticulously crafting every detail of his character, from the long, flowing black hair to his extremely handsome faceface, his chinese immortal styled clothing.

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Name: -

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Height: 177cm / 5'9

Weight: 68kg / 150lb

Hair Color: Pure Black

Eye Color: Purple

Race: Asian

Ability: -

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With a yawn, Wyze Mara leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms. "Well, that's enough for tonight," he muttered to himself. He'd been working on this character for weeks, and it was finally coming together. He couldn't wait to start writing his own story.

As he saved his progress and shut down the computer, a sudden wave of exhaustion washed over him. He barely had the energy to crawl into bed before sleep claimed him.

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The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a place that was anything but his bedroom. The bright, unfamiliar surroundings startled him, and he shot up in bed, his heart racing.

"Where am I?" he muttered, looking around in bewilderment. This was definitely not his room. The ceiling was a vivid blue, and the sound of crashing waves filled the air.

Wyze Mara's gaze fell to his own body, and his jaw dropped. He was no longer in his own skin. Instead, he was the character he'd created for his fanfiction—extremely handsome, tall, with long black hair and eastern dragon tattoos. It was as if his character had come to life, and he now live as this character.

"Thats crazy, do i need a vacation? beach really is nice when its this empty, maybe this dream is a way my body telling me its time for a break, let me sleep here...hehe even in my dream I'm sleeping as well"

After a while, some sands got stuck in his face and then he started to realize that this might not be a dream.

"This can't be real," he whispered to himself. He touched his own face, his fingers filled with sands. "I was just sleeping in my bed."

But no matter how much he pinched himself, this wasn't a dream. It was all too real.

Wyze Mara's logical mind kicked into gear as he took stock of his situation. He couldn't be in his fanfiction world as it wasn't even done yet, all he did was create his main character. That was impossible. He'd just been a random dude. Yet, here he was, standing on the shore of an unfamiliar island.

He had no choice but to accept the surreal reality. "Okay, Wyze," he muttered to himself, "you've got to figure this out."

As he walked along the shoreline, he realized that he was hungry and thirsty. He knelt down, cupped his hands, and took a sip of seawater. It was salty and unsatisfying, but it quenched his thirst slightly.

Wyze Mara's analytical mind took over. "What was i thinking, I need fresh water," he thought. "And food. I need to find resources to survive."

He started exploring the island, searching for edible plants or any signs of freshwater streams. As he gathered fruits and drank from a small stream, he couldn't help but marvel at the vivid colors of the flora and the unique wildlife that seemed straight out of One Piece.

"This place is like a dream," he said aloud. He never thought he'd get to experience a world like this, even if it was a dream turned reality.

Days turned into weeks as Wyze Mara adapted to his new life on the island. He fashioned makeshift tools from sticks and rocks, learned to start a fire, and explored deeper into the jungle. With each passing day, he felt more like a survivor, he felt...free.

But one day, as he stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view of the azure sea, he saw something that sent a shiver down his spine. A colossal shadow lurked beneath the waves, moving closer to the shore.

His heart raced as he squinted at the massive form. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before. The sea monster, if it could even be called that, was a bizarre amalgamation of prehistoric creatures and mythical beasts. It defied all logic and reason.

Wyze Mara's thoughts raced. "This isn't possible," he muttered. "Such a creature can't exist. Not on Earth, at least."

He watched in awe and fear as the sea monster breached the surface, its immense body glistening in the sunlight. It was a sight straight out of anime and movies.

As the sea monster drew nearer to the shore, Wyze Mara's heart pounded in his chest.

"None of my problem, I don't have a devil fruit or a Jaegers on me, there is no way i can do something about that thing"

**DING**

[ Congratulations host for activating the Hunter System ]

"You gotta be kidding me.."

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*Hey guys, it's me the author, this is my first ever novel so there will be LOTS of mistakes, but im trying my best to improve. I hope you like my work (´ω`).