The first thing he noticed was the weight of the air.
It was thick—humid in a way that clung to the lungs, saturated with the scent of salt, earth, and something alien. A soft rustling drifted through the trees, accompanied by the distant call of creatures he couldn't name, their voices deep and resonant, like the echo of drums in a cavern. Sunlight trickled down in uneven shafts through the towering canopy above, painting gold onto the damp ground beneath him.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
The sky, fragmented by the tangle of leaves, was an impossible blue—clearer and richer than anything he remembered from Earth. A warmth spread over him as his gaze shifted to the foreign forest around him. The trees rose like pillars from a forgotten age, their roots the size of buses, the trunks stretching higher than some skyscrapers.
He blinked again.
Wait… where am I?
His voice didn't leave his lips, but the thought echoed loudly in his head. The last thing he remembered was… he hesitated, struggling to grab the fraying threads of memory. There had been a flash of light, a moment of weightlessness, then—darkness. And now… this.
His body felt different, heavier yet somehow lighter in movement. There was a coiled strength in every muscle, like a spring ready to snap at a moment's notice. And then there was the strange sensation at the base of his spine—a flick of movement that startled him.
He turned his head sharply and froze.
A tail.A long, brown, fur-covered tail swayed lazily behind him, moving with a will of its own until he focused on it and it stilled. He reached back, grabbing it with his right hand, and felt the texture—soft but undeniably real. His heart skipped.
This… this isn't my body.
Panic stirred in his chest. He pushed himself up from the damp earth, and the motion was so fluid, so explosively fast, that he overshot and ended up in a crouch that cracked the dirt beneath his feet. His eyes darted down—bare, muscular legs, perfectly sculpted as though carved from stone, every muscle fiber defined without being bulky. He brought his hands into view—large, calloused, powerful.
And then he felt it—the energy.
It hummed inside him like a second heartbeat, coursing through veins and nerves, pooling in a way he instinctively understood. This wasn't adrenaline. This was… ki. He didn't know how he knew the word, but it resonated in his mind like a truth he'd always known.
The thought barely formed when a mechanical chime rang in his head.
SYSTEM BOOT SEQUENCE COMPLETE SYSTEM BOOT SEQUENCE COMPLETE SYSTEM BOOT SEQUEN CECOMPLETE Welcome, Host.Initialization successful. Body template: Vegito (Saiyan heritage intact).Daily Login Reward System Activated.Starter Package delivered.
He stared into the empty air where the glowing text hovered for only him to see.
"…Oh, hell. I'm in one of those situations."
The familiarity of it clicked instantly—this was straight out of a power fantasy. A system. A new body. And if the word Vegito meant what he thought it did, he was carrying the merged might of two of Dragon Ball's greatest warriors, complete with a Saiyan tail. His pulse quickened, not from fear, but from the rush of possibility.
The system wasn't done.
Starter Package Contents:
Technique Scrolls Unlocked: Kame Style Training Method, Advanced Haki Training Manual, Rokushiki Mastery Guide.
Equipment: Capsule Corp Gravity Chamber (portable capsule form).
Consumable: Senzu Bean ×3.
Skill: Ki Sense (passive).
Feature: Status Screen & Shop.
He swallowed hard, then laughed—short and incredulous.
"So… not only am I not dead, but I'm also in the body of the most broken fusion warrior in anime history, with extra goodies from One Piece's top skill sets. Yeah… I can work with this."
Still, the disbelief lingered. Where was he?
That question would be answered sooner than expected.
He took his first real step forward, and the forest seemed to react to his presence. A distant roar boomed from somewhere deeper within. The ground beneath him vibrated faintly. The sound was unlike any animal he'd heard on Earth, more primal, more massive.
And then it hit him.
This place… wasn't Earth at all.
The realization crawled slowly through his mind, piecing itself together from a thousand tiny hints—the colossal trees, the unnatural cries of distant beasts, the tail swaying behind him, the intoxicating strength coiled in every muscle.
He wasn't on Earth.
He stood still for a moment, letting the truth sink in, listening to the forest breathe around him. A warm breeze carried with it a faint tang of salt—so the sea wasn't far. Above, strange winged shapes flitted between the canopy gaps, not quite birds, not quite anything familiar.
His lips pressed into a thin line. "Alright… first rule. Don't panic. Second… figure out where the hell I am."
Easier said than done.
The forest floor was a mess of tangled roots and thick moss. His bare feet barely made a sound as he moved, but he was hyperaware of the strength in each step. Even a casual push-off sent him gliding farther than he expected, the ground blurring under him. The ki in his body was like a living thing—responsive, eager, ready to explode outward if he so much as thought about it.
Okay… Vegito body. Saiyan tail. System in my head. Training methods from multiple worlds… He smirked faintly. This is either the best dream ever, or I've just been handed the cheat code to life.
The chime returned.
DailyLoginRewardClaimed:Day1Daily Login Reward Claimed: Day 1DailyLoginRewardClaimed:Day1Reward: 10,000 Belly
"Huh. Money. That's… a start, I guess."
The system didn't explain where the money was, but instinctively he checked his capsule inventory. Sure enough, a small digital counter in his vision now read Belly: 10,000.
He walked for what felt like an hour, getting a feel for his new body. Every sense was amplified—he could hear insects crawling under bark, smell the faint metallic tang of water from hundreds of meters away. The ki sense was even stranger; it painted the world in patterns of energy, highlighting the life force of every creature around him. Small ones flickered faintly like candlelight. Farther away, larger presences pulsed like bonfires.
The first major test of his strength came sooner than he'd like.
The ground trembled under heavy footsteps. The trees ahead shook violently, and a shape burst through the undergrowth—a beast easily the size of a bus, thickly muscled, with scaled plating down its spine and tusks curling from its jaw. Its eyes locked on him immediately, pupils narrowing.
It roared.
He didn't think—he moved.
One step forward, and the world seemed to slow. The ki surged through his limbs, his muscles responding with terrifying precision. He leapt upward, flipping once before landing squarely on the beast's head. His right hand drew back instinctively, ki coiling into his palm.
"Let's see if this works…"
A thin beam of blue energy erupted from his hand—not a full Kamehameha, just a focused point-blank shot. The beast's skull shattered under the force, and the body crumpled, skidding into the dirt with a cloud of dust.
He stood there, breathing slowly, watching the ki fade from his hand.
"…Yup. Definitely not Earth."
The first week on the island was spent learning the basics—controlling his ki output so he didn't obliterate everything he touched, practicing the movements outlined in the Kame Style Training Manual, experimenting with Rokushiki footwork until he could disappear and reappear in bursts of speed.
The Gravity Chamber capsule was his greatest asset. At first, he kept the gravity modest—two times Earth's felt challenging but manageable. By the end of the first month, he was training under fifty times normal gravity, each session leaving him drenched in sweat and feeling sharper, faster, stronger.
His Advanced Haki Training was slower progress. Observation came first—learning to expand his awareness, feel intent before it manifested. Armament required focus and patience, coating his hands and forearms in that glossy black sheen for only seconds at a time before it flickered away.
Every day, the Daily Login Reward gave him something new—Belly, skill points, rare items, even the occasional devil fruit he tucked away in his inventory for later crew members.
DailyLoginReward:Day32Daily Login Reward: Day 32DailyLoginReward:Day32Reward: Senzu Bean ×1
By the end of the first year, the island was no longer a threat. The beasts that had once roamed freely now avoided him entirely. His ki sense detected them lurking at the edges of the forest, unwilling to challenge the apex predator he'd become.
He hunted when he felt like eating, trained when he wanted to push limits, and slept under the alien stars without worry. The loneliness only occasionally gnawed at him.
But time passed, and with it, a question began to grow.
Where exactly… is this place?
The system had told him nothing about the world itself—only that he'd been granted this body, these skills, this chance. But he'd yet to see a single human being.
That changed almost two years in.
It was a morning like any other. The air was warm, the sea breeze stronger than usual. He was mid-sprint along the cliff edge, training his Soru bursts, when a flicker in the sky caught his attention—a shadow gliding across the sun.
He looked up.
A bird—larger than a hawk, with a satchel strapped to its chest—was flying overhead. The sight tugged at something in his memory. It wasn't just a bird—it was carrying newspapers.
"Wait… is that a—? No way."
Without thinking, he leapt upward, using Geppo to spring through the air. The bird squawked in alarm as he intercepted it mid-flight, snatching the paper cleanly from its satchel before landing lightly back on the cliff.
The bird, apparently used to being robbed, simply continued on its way.
He unfolded the paper. The bold letters hit him like a punch.
"East Blue: Marine Activity Increases as Pirate Numbers Rise."
The language. The names. The places. East Blue.
His eyes scanned the article, heart pounding. Mentions of Loguetown, Shells Town, a marine captain named Morgan, and… a rookie pirate named Buggy the Clown causing trouble.
No way… no damn way.
This was the world of One Piece.
He stood there for a long time, the paper trembling slightly in his hands. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face.
"This… changes everything."
The possibilities flooded in—knowledge of events to come, the people he could meet, the adventures he could shape. He knew the timeline; he knew Luffy wouldn't set sail until early 1522. That gave him a window.
A chime interrupted his thoughts.
DailyLoginReward:SpecialMilestoneAchievedDaily Login Reward: Special Milestone AchievedDailyLoginReward:SpecialMilestoneAchievedReward: Dimensional Vessel – Heaven's Embrace
He blinked. "…Excuse me?"
A new capsule materialized in his hand—larger than the others, carved with strange runes. He pressed the button.
In the clearing below, light erupted, bending and folding reality as something impossibly large took shape.
The Heaven's Embrace was a vision straight from fantasy and science fiction—a sleek hull of shimmering silver-white, runes glowing faintly along its sides, wings folded elegantly at rest. The figurehead was a dragon-woman, her flowing hair and generous curves carved with almost reverent precision, her eyes glimmering as though alive.
The ship radiated power.
He walked toward it, one hand trailing along the smooth hull. The material was warm to the touch, humming faintly with contained energy.
The system spoke again.
Vessel Capabilities:
Mode 1: Sea Sailing (ocean travel)
Mode 2: Sky Sailing (flight mode)
Mode 3: Submersible (deep-sea travel)
Self-sustaining energy core.
Advanced quarters, training deck, automated repair.
He stepped aboard, exploring the polished decks, the spacious quarters, the captain's room that seemed to anticipate his tastes with comfortable seating, a massive bed, and a panoramic view of the horizon.
A low laugh escaped him.
"Well… guess it's time to stop playing hermit."
He went to the helm, the ship responding instantly to his touch. The wings shifted, unfolding slightly, and the vessel eased toward the edge of the cliff before descending smoothly into the waves below.
His destination was already clear.
East Blue. Cocoyasi Village. Nami and Nojiko.
The grin on his face sharpened. "Let's build ourselves a crew…"
And with that, Heaven's Embrace cut across the open sea, leaving the lonely island behind.