[South Blue × Kutsukku Island × 1520]

I stood on the roof of a worn-down warehouse at the edge of the docks, watching the Kid Pirates celebrate. From here, I could see the four main gang leaders—Kid, Killer, Heat, Wire and other members of Kid Pirates—laughing and drinking near their newly built ship, Victoria Punk. The rest of the crew was scattered around, partying as if they didn't have a care in the world.

My red eyes narrowed. The air smelled like salt, alcohol, and roasted meat. The noise of the party was loud—cheers, shouts, and the occasional clang of metal cups smashing together in a toast. They were confident, probably thinking they'd rule the South Blue soon. Too bad they wouldn't even set foot on that ship.

I sighed and sat down, legs dangling over the edge of the roof. "What a mess," I muttered, looking up at the cloudy sky. The sun was setting, painting the horizon with streaks of orange and purple. The flames on my shoulders flickered faintly in the breeze.

I let my mind wander back to how I got here. It had been one hell of a week.

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I used to be just some random guy. No one important. Nothing special about me. I lived in New York, worked a boring job, and barely got by. It was raining the day I died. Cold, miserable rain. I didn't even have work, so I decided to stay home and play Dragon Age: The Veilguard on my PS5.

I was pissed, too. Solas was a complete and utter asshole in the epilogue like years of friendship down the drain. I was yelling at the screen, cursing him out, when I heard a horn blaring. It didn't make sense—like what nonsense I lived on the 24th floor of an apartment building. But when I glanced out the window, there it was. A truck. Flying straight at me.

"What the f—"

That's all I remember before everything went black.

When I woke up, I wasn't in my apartment. I was floating in some weird void. A figure appeared—a ROB, or Random Omnipotent Being, as fanfiction nerds would call it. I'd read enough fanfics to recognize the situation immediately.

"Seriously?" I said, crossing my arms. "This is how I go out? A flying truck? In the middle of New York City?"

The ROB just chuckled. "Unfortunate timing, but you're in luck. You're getting a second chance. I'll even throw in some perks to make it interesting. Now stop you whining."

I wanted to cry but I have no intention to annoy an Omnipotent Being. It seems already annoyed.

"Thank You! You are getting some bonus."

It said and waved its hand, and a few giant wheels appeared. Words I didn't recognize spun around them.

"Let's start with World selection," the ROB said.

The wheel slowed, the pointer ticking loudly as it moved. Finally, it stopped.

[World: One Piece]

"Of course, it's the last anime i watched before dying. Honestly would not have preferred the world of Dragon Age." I muttered.

The ROB laughed again. "Now for your cheats." Another wheel appeared, this time with various characters' names.

The wheel spun and it showed [Character Template], i know about them and even read a few fanfiction. In some of them the Templates affect the mind and changing, twisting and molding one's personality beyond recognition. I remember in a Marvel Fanfiction with a mix of TVD, in which the guy had the powers of Homelander with the ability of New Order from My Hero Academia. It was scary as it was disgusting.

I panicked. "Umm.. can you make it so that it doesn't affect my psyche, I don't want to lose my personality or change in my temperament or myself."

The ROB raised a hand. "Relax. You'll stay you. The character template is just for knowledge, physical capabilities and skills. It's knowledge not memories or personality."

The wheel spun again.

[Character Template: Pre-timeskip Rob Lucci]

"Fuck," I said, relieved. Lucci is like the Potential Man of One Piece. Bitch got fucked over by WB and turned into a whore for them. Like if I was betrayed I am taking that sweet pussy of Kalifa and dipping.

[Name: Pre-timeskip Rob Lucci]

[Type: Character Template]

[Rank: A]

[Effects:

• Increase in strength, durability, speed, and agility.

• Mastery over Martial Arts: Rokushiki (All Six Styles + Rokuogan).

• Adept in Skill: Carpentry.]

"No Devil Fruit?" I asked.

"Nope. Just the physical perks," the ROB confirmed.

Oh, thank god there don't seem any hidden clauses to fuck me over. Like if I have to get a Zoan then a Mythical Zoan and at the worst an Ancient Zoan. Like seriously even after timeskip, where even with Devil Fruit awaking and Haki he got shat on by a god.

Next, a glowing card appeared in my hand.

[Name: Avatar Creation Card]

[Type: Item]

[Rank: UR]

[Effects:

• Allows for the creation of avatars.]

"And this?" I asked, examining the card.

"With the right materials, you can create subordinates. Very similar to the Modified Humans from One Piece. Think of them as loyal allies, friends, subjects and even slave if you so wish for it. They can be whatever you want them to be." the ROB explained.

"Like, actual living breathing people or just puppets." I ask as being from a civilised society, something about this is extremely wrong. Like how uncivilized.

"It's not as bad as your imagination. Yes you are essentially making another living breathing being. But it will possess it's own thoughts, personality, emotions and even a soul. It will just have unfettered loyalty toward you." the ROB explained. It eased my uneasiness but there was still a lingering discomfort.

Before I could respond, another screen popped up.

[Name: Gamer's Mind]

[Type: Passive Skill]

[Rank: EX]

[Effects:

• Allows user to think logically without loss of empathy.

• User is always in a perpetual state of calm.

• Immunity to Mental Disorders, Mental Manipulation, and Mental Influence.

• Increase in Comprehension Ability.]

"Neat, this is very fucking great. I would have preferred the entire Gamer System."

Finally, the ROB waved its hand one last time. "This is one my gift to you. For being a genuinely decent Soul."

My entire body felt like it was on fire. When it stopped, I was different.

[Name: Half Lunarian]

[Type: Bloodline and Physique]

[Rank: EX]

[Effects:

• Immense increase in Physical Strength, Endurance, Vitality and Durability.

• Grants the user the ability of Fire Manipulation.]

[Debuff: Due to user being a Half-blooded Lunarian the user the ability of flight via wings.]

"No Wings?" I asked, flexing my arms.

"You win some, you lose some, i gotta balance you out somehow." the ROB said with a smirk.

And just like that, I was dropped into this shithole.

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I shook my head, returning to the present. Kutsukku Island was chaotic when I first arrived. Gangs ruled every corner, and people like me were easy targets. But I wasn't some helpless bystander anymore. Thanks to my new abilities, I fought my way up.

I kept to the shadows for a while, observing. Kid was the most dangerous out of the four gang leaders. His temper was legendary, and his strength was terrifying. But he had one weakness—he cared too much about his friends. It was easy to manipulate the gangs when they didn't trust each other.

And now, here I was, watching them celebrate like idiots.

I heard laughter and turned my gaze back to the docks. Killer was pouring drinks for Heat and Wire while Kid argued with someone over a barrel of meat.

"Oi, Wire, stop hogging all the booze!" Killer shouted, shoving the larger man aside.

Wire laughed. "Too slow, Killer! Get your own!"

Kid slammed his fist on a crate, cracking it. "Would you morons shut up? We've got a ship to sail tomorrow!"

"Relax, Captain," Heat said, taking a swig from a bottle. "We've got plenty of time."

The flames on my shoulders flared slightly as I stood up, stretching. "Enjoy it while you can," I muttered.

The plan was simple: take them down before they could leave. The Kid Pirates were too dangerous to let loose on the seas. But I wasn't stupid. Taking them all on at once was suicide, even with my abilities. No, I'd wait until they were drunk and vulnerable.

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Hours passed, and the party started to die down. Most of the crew was passed out or stumbling around. Kid and Killer were still going strong, though.

I leaped down from the roof, landing silently on the ground. My bare feet barely made a sound as I moved toward the dock.

"This is gonna be messy," I whispered, activating [Soru!]. In an instant, I disappeared, reappearing behind one of the crew members who was still awake. A quick chop to the back of the neck, and he went down without a sound.

I repeated the process, one by one, taking out the stragglers.

By the time I reached the main group, only Kid, Killer, Heat, and Wire were left.

"Oi, you hear something?" Heat asked, glancing around.

Killer shrugged. "Probably just the wind."

Kid growled, slamming his drink down. "You're all paranoid."

I stepped into the light, "Evening, bitches and whores."

The four of them turned to face me, confusion turning to anger.

"Who the hell are you?" Kid demanded, his fists clenched.

"Just someone who's been watching," I said, cracking my knuckles.

Kid laughed, though there was no humor in it. "You've got guts showing up here alone."

"You won't be laughing for long," I replied, my flames flaring.

And then, all hell broke loose.

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Hope you guys, enjoyed it.

Constructive criticism is appreciated.

There is a heavy use of ChatGPT for editing. I don't really have many options, english is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes. I try to take inspiration from different fanfictions and their writings styles.

Again I am sorry if you are dissatisfied.