I, Orochimaru, have been reborn. I'm leaving your brains here for now, so I can give you some sweet upgrades once I'm rich.
Brain Depository
The author's skills are limited, so the characters might be a bit out of character. My humble apologies!
This is a fanfic where Orochimaru is a charismatic figure, so ship him with anyone you like! It's a slice-of-life story, not a power fantasy, and it's a labor of love from the author.
Oh, and this is a female-oriented platform. Loving boys are very welcome! But if you stumbled upon it, realized it's not for men, and left a nasty review out of spite, please take your negativity elsewhere. I don't sell medicine for little brain-rotted trolls who can't even tell the difference between genres. Hehe~
On the beach, a boy around five years old blinked up at the seagulls circling overhead, his eyes filled with confusion. He possessed Orochimaru's complete memories from Naruto World, yet he had also merged with fragments of a fifteen-year-old's memories from Earth—or was it another child? This young person's memories contained plot points from One Piece and all sorts of other random bits and bobs. So, all of this was just from manga...
His eyes reflected bewilderment, torn between identifying as Orochimaru from the Ninja World or that Earthling with One Piece knowledge.
His mind was a chaotic jumble of memories: the Ninja World with its Ninjutsu and battles, fragments of the One Piece World's storyline, and his life on Earth. Overwhelmed and unable to sort it all out, he drifted off to sleep. As he slipped into unconsciousness, he faintly heard a 'ding'.
'Ding... Template System loading... Automatically extracting character... Extraction successful: Villain SSR - Rare Edition. Orochimaru template confirmed. Congratulations, Host! Automatic activation... Loading...'
'@#:*!(.fk... Loading failed... Orochimaru already possessed?! System diagnostics initiated... Ding! Unidentified error: Host's soul detected as 90% Orochimaru... Loading failed... Retrying... Warning! Warning!... Zzzzzzzzzzz'
'Code malfunction. Initiating emergency shutdown protocols. Retaining System Panel, System Shop (Basic Beli Exchange Edition), and System Backpack functionality. Compensation granted: Mythical Zoan Snake-Snake Fruit - Teng Snake Form (White Rare Plus Edition) [Automatically consumed], and an 18x Collector's Edition package of Orochimaru fan content: novels, fanart, songs, and more, stored in the System Backpack.'
"That's it... I'm out of here! Good luck to the 1/10th of the host in their new isekai life! Heheh~ (?????)"
The System cursed and hastily disconnected.
A cliché flash of light erupted, and the boy on the beach gradually transformed into a juvenile Orochimaru, ultimately becoming a small white snake.
The next morning, warm sunlight fell on the little snake's face, making it slightly uncomfortable. The snake opened its eyes, its round, grape-like orbs staring blankly, slightly dazed.
Orochimaru was dumbfounded... Orochimaru was stunned... The good news was... I... Orochimaru... am still 9/10 Orochimaru! That remaining 1/10th made my mental age 15 while keeping my physical age at 5, but still... I'm a relatively mature snake, with a slightly expanded knowledge base. Nothing drastic, but enough to have some limited precognitive abilities in this so-called One Piece World. The bad news? According to the soul fragments, I should have had an All Heavens Template System... but for some unknown reason, the System brought my original Orochimaru self to this world too. Due to the excessive Orochimaru essence, the Orochimaru template failed to load... and the System ran away, leaving behind a pile of unexplained artifacts.
And then there's the fact that I've completely turned into a snake because of that so-called Devil Fruit... a snake that's terrified of seawater. Hmm... At least I'm not a sea snake.
Snake found a shady spot and stared blankly at the windmill, lost in thought.
I can still use Chakra, but I'll have to retrain from scratch. Summoning Techniques... Hmm, probably not needed anymore, since I can transform myself. Sage Art? Maybe once I master the Fruit's power. Forbidden Techniques? Half of them are useless in this different world. Brains are still the most valuable thing, after all. If my younger self were here, he'd probably throw his head back and shout, "Amazing!" Yep... being young is the best thing ever. (Said in that tone.)
Ah... the sky's so blue... the sea breeze feels so good...
That blue dog-headed ship looks like the one belonging to that so-called Marine Hero I remember.
Whoa?! A dog's head!
Why is that dog's head getting closer? As the massive head loomed larger, Snake jolted awake in fright, only to be snatched up by a massive hand.
Garp, clutching the snake, roared with laughter at his adjutant. "Bwahaha! Look what I found! A little white snake—perfect for my grandson to play with!"
The adjutant sighed, speechless. "Vice Admiral Garp, children usually don't like snakes. Besides, your grandson is only five. Are you sure he won't be terrified? And this snake... it doesn't seem ordinary."
"I don't care!" Garp bellowed. "Finders keepers! Alright, little guy, you're Orochimaru now. You can be Luffy's new playmate!"
Orochimaru, utterly bewildered, was carried off by the old man. His tiny snake brain whirred frantically, trying to process what was happening. 'This grandson-obsessed geezer just snatched me up? Wait, I'm not a grandson... I'm just... something. Or am I?'
His overloaded brain shut down. 'Forget it... whatever happens, happens. Isn't that just life? At least I used to be a world-class villain. Nothing matters anymore. Just...' (???ヮ??)
To be continued...