In the vast expanses of the seas, few people know a secret. At 10,000 meters above sea level, beyond the reach of anyone's eyes, stretches a Sea... yes, a Sea, known as the White-White Sea.
This sea, formed with marine clouds, owes its existence to a mysterious element in sea stones and other factors.
And in a corner of this sea area, there is a not very large Island of white Clouds.
On the coast of one side of the island.
Michael was standing on the shore of the cloud island with his melancholic face and his sky-blue eyes lost in the immensity of the sea of clouds.
His appearance suggests early youth.
About ten years old, maybe less.
But that youthful countenance possesses an unusual divinity, every feature of his fair complexion evokes the angelic.
His presence evokes a reverence worthy of a deity.
A beauty so ethereal that it transcends mortal comprehension.
His hair, golden and silky, gently caresses his nape, while a slightly loose white tunic clothes his figure.
What's truly astonishing are the majestic white wings that emerge from his back, now gracefully folded.
And above these wings, floating behind his head, a halo of the purest gold shines.
This halo, formed by dancing flames, undulates slightly in the air.
His image evokes that of an angel who has descended to the mortal plane.
After a long time contemplating the horizon, Michael raised his right hand.
In an instant, a bright golden flame sprouted from his palm, illuminating the cloudy air around him.
Michael observed the phenomenon with unusual calmness, as if it were something familiar.
Sighing deeply, he murmured: "How did I get here...?"
Just a few minutes ago, he was comfortably lying on his back in bed, absorbed in a One Piece mobile game.
He had just spent a large amount of his own money to buy a super OP initial account, when his phone slipped from his hands, hitting him in the face and momentarily stunning him.
Upon regaining consciousness, he found himself here...
In this strange world of clouds, bewildered and disoriented.
Confusion overtook him as he tried to comprehend this.
The only good news is that at least, he didn't come here naked....
"Status"
He pronounced into the air, his voice resonating in the cloudy vastness.
Before his eyes materialized a translucent blue screen, visible only to him, floating in the air.
[Name: Michael]
[Territories: None]
[Talents: Titanomachy; Aegis; Pyrosovereignty; Sacrifice; Supreme King; Asura Soul]
[Skills: Armament Haki; Observation Haki; Conqueror's Haki]
"Tch...."
Michael sighed: "The store is no longer there".
It's a shame, if he could directly use the store to become stronger, he would feel a little more secure.
But his panel isn't bad either.
[Titanomachy: Heir to the titanic strength of Kaidou and the devastating power of Charlotte Linlin, your birth is something unique in the world. The blood that runs through your veins endows you with a strength that defies the incomprehensible.]
[Aegis: Forged in a forge with the invulnerability of Kaidou, the resilience of Charlotte Linlin, and the adaptability of King, your existence redefines the limits of defense and survival.]
[Pyrosovereignty: As a Lunarian, you have the ability to generate and manipulate fire at will.]
[Sacrifice: Lunarian Biology, the flame that burns on your back, when it goes out your durability is reduced in exchange for obtaining a considerable increase in your speed.]
[Supreme King: Heir to the absolute supremacy of Kaidou, Charlotte Linlin, and Monkey D. Luffy, your destiny is to reign as an Emperor over all beings. You were born crowned with the Supreme Conqueror's Haki. Your innate mastery of Haki transcends limits, elevating you to heights that gods can only dream of.]
[Asura Soul: Forged in the crucible of Kaidou's indomitable will and Monkey D. Luffy's unbreakable spirit, your being embodies the very essence of battle. Your tenacity transcends limits, and your vitality defies laws. Every wound you suffer not only strengthens your flesh but tempers your spirit, turning pain into an impenetrable shield.
Your fighting spirit is an inexhaustible fire. With every beat of your heart, you unleash a power that makes the foundations of the world tremble. Only absolute victory or total annihilation can silence your battle roar.]
As he looked at his talents on the floating panel, his anxiety over his sudden teleportation gradually dissipated.
At the instant of his arrival, a mechanical voice from the system resonated in his mind, revealing an amazing truth.
Only then did he understand that he had merged with the account he had acquired in the game, transferring his essence to this new world.
The game he enjoyed before his journey allowed the purchase of characters from various franchises and offered multiple templates for customization.
And he, without financial restrictions, had invested effort and money in creating exactly what he craved.
Combining the talents of Kaido, Big Mom, Luffy, King's race, and Luffy's own blood, he had spent a lot lot lot lot of money.
To his surprise, he now found himself here.... embodying his own creation.
Yes, Michael's current body was the physical manifestation of the character he had meticulously designed.
He had dedicated hours to perfecting every facial detail, seeking maximum beauty, and even paid extra to modify the brown skin of the Lunarian Race, the black wings, and the color of the flames on his back.
The end result was the personification of his vision: A younger version of Michael Demiurgos, from the DC comics universe.
He also brought something else, besides his body.
Michael raised what he had been holding in his left arm all this time.
Before his eyes was revealed a fruit of rare appearance.
Its color is as bright as gold, the shape was spherical, and on both sides of the sphere, patterns that looked like folded wings could be distinguished.
Also, a faint aura enveloped it, emitting a soft golden glow that pulsed rhythmically.
A smile of recognition gradually drew on his face as he contemplated the fruit. "So you came with me too!"
The mobile game he came from focused on whoever put in the most money had the best.
It offered a vast catalog: talents, equipment, skills, and characters, all within reach of whoever was willing to buy.
Not only from the One Piece world, but also other universes, as long as users are willing to spend money, everything was possible...
As soon as he discovered the game, Michael impulsively acquired an OP account, a decision he now deeply regretted.
Had he anticipated coming here, he would have diversified his selection: the Sharingan, the Mokuton, Saiyan lineage, Aizen's ZanpakutΕ... the lost possibilities tormented him.
Fortunately, in addition to his privileged account and customized avatar, Michael had invested a considerable sum in creating a unique Devil Fruit.
Raising the golden fruit to the sky, his exquisite face lit up with a smile of anticipation: "Mythical Zoan, Ryu Ryu Fruit, Model: Winged Dragon of Ra!"
A Mythical Zoan created from one of the three most powerful sacred monsters in Yu-Gi-Oh
A devil fruit with true divine attribute!
A true Sun God!
Most of his money was spent on creating this fruit!
Without a moment's hesitation, Michael opened his mouth wide and hungrily bit into the fruit.
The taste had exceeded his expectations, it was pleasant, like an apple but sweeter....
He had invested a fortune to eliminate all the negative aspects of the Devil Fruit, including its disgusting taste...
After devouring the fruit in two quick bites, Michael immediately perceived the transformations in his being.
The most evident improvement was the instant increase in his physical strength.
Although he was unaware of the limits of his power with his Titanomachy talent, he clearly felt how his strength multiplied at the moment of ingesting the fruit.
"Status".
The translucent panel materialized again before his eyes.
[Skills: Armament Haki; Observation Haki; Conqueror's Haki; Winged Dragon Form]
A new skill stood out in his Skills section: his Winged Dragon Form.
Raising his gaze from the panel, he contemplated the vast white ocean that extended infinitely, while a warm sea breeze caressed his face.
The landscape surrounding him was of sublime and indescribable beauty.
However, he had no intention of delighting in the majesty of the environment.
Now he had only one goal: to test his newly acquired ability.
In the blink of an eye, a dazzling golden light emanated from his chest, completely enveloping his angelic figure.
Becoming a golden flash, Michael rose vertiginously towards the sky.
The golden light began to expand, flooding the entire sky with its radiance, then fragmenting into myriads of luminous points.
These points dispersed in all directions, like an inverted rain of golden stars.
When the last flash faded, what remained suspended in the sky was the majestic figure of a colossal golden western dragon.