In the year 1506, in the slave cells of the Holy Land of Mary Geois.
A young boy lay on the cold floor, waking up to the hard stone slab pressing against his back.
He reached out to rub his eyes, only to find his hands were bound in handcuffs that looked like something out of an ancient movie.
The boy was stunned, staring in disbelief at the handcuffs on his wrists.
"What... what's going on?"
He looked around and saw several other children sitting nearby, boys and girls, all around twelve or thirteen years old.
Everyone was silent, sitting or lying in place, quietly, as if they had lost the liveliness appropriate for their age.
The only thing they had in common was that their hands and feet were shackled.
The boy continued to observe his surroundings.
They were in a stone cell, with guards wearing masks and black suits standing outside the cell door.
Their attire confused the boy.
The children's clothing and the shackles on their hands and feet made it seem like ancient times, but the guards outside were wearing suits, which made the boy feel like he was in a temporal paradox.
At that moment, something seemed to drill into the boy's mind, constantly transmitting various pieces of information.
The sudden influx of information made the boy feel as if his brain was about to explode.
"Ah—"
The boy clutched his head and wailed.
Most of the children in the cell only gave him a cold glance, then moved their bodies to a spot farther away from him and no longer paid him any attention.
Only three girls looked at the boy struggling and crying out in pain on the ground.
They wanted to help him but were a little afraid.
One of the three girls, the smallest one with braided hair on both sides of her face, wearing a red dress and a white cloak, felt a pang of sympathy and decided to go over and check on the boy.
The two older girls behind her held her back, shaking their heads.
The little girl said to them, "Sisters, it's okay. He's just a poor person, like us, who was caught by human traffickers. He probably won't hurt me! Besides, we just got here and don't know anything. If we help him now, we can learn about this place from him, and maybe even get him to be our helper."
The two younger sisters were already terrified in such an environment.
When they heard their older sister say that the boy might become their helper, they no longer tried to stop her.
Even though she said that, the little girl was still a little scared.
She slowly moved to the boy's side and, after seeing that he showed no inclination to attack anyone, she carefully asked, "A-are you okay?"
The boy slowly stopped struggling, lying on the ground and gasping for air.
The large amount of information that had just flooded his brain was actually his memories from his previous life, as well as the memories of his current body.
The massive influx of memories gave the boy a splitting headache, but it also made him understand what had happened and why he was there.
The boy was a transmigrator, named Ben Parker in his previous life.
He was a workaholic with a 996 work schedule, and his only hobby was anime.
After his company made him work overtime for a month straight to meet a deadline, he successfully died from overwork and came to this world.
This world was the world of the passionate shonen anime, One Piece.
However, as he received the memories of this body, Ben discovered that this world was not as beautiful as he had seen.
The body's name was Chronos, a thirteen-year-old boy.
Because of his handsome appearance, he was targeted by human traffickers, caught, and sold to the Celestial Dragons as a slave, becoming their toy.
After becoming a toy for the Celestial Dragons, he was constantly subjected to various abuses.
The most painful part was the "Hoof of the Celestial Dragon" brand that the Celestial Dragons seared onto his chest with a hot iron, which caused him to pass out from the pain.
Afterward, he suffered various other abuses from the Celestial Dragons, who did not treat him as a human.
The original owner of the body died from this abuse, and Ben transmigrated into him.
Ben looked up at the innocent girl who had spoken to him, and weakly waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
Because of the overwhelming influx of information into his brain, he still had a throbbing headache and ignored the girl for a moment.
When the girl saw Ben wave his hand, she instinctively flinched back.
Seeing that Ben was not attacking her, she continued to ask, "I'm Boa Hancock, I was also captured by human traffickers. Don't worry, I just want to check on you. What was wrong with you just now? Do you need my help?"
Boa Hancock?
Huh?
Empress Boa Hancock?
Ben suddenly looked up at Hancock and found that this girl in front of him was completely different from the future breathtakingly beautiful Hancock.
Could it be a namesake?
Then, Ben looked at the two sisters behind Hancock and saw that one had green hair, and the other had yellow hair, and their appearances were similar to their future selves in the manga.
It was then that Ben realized that this girl in front of him was indeed the future tsundere Empress Hancock.
"My name is... Chronos. Just now, I was hurt in the head by a Celestial Dragon, and it gave me a terrible headache. I'm fine now!"
Just as he was about to say his name from his previous life, a monstrous surge of anger and hatred welled up inside him.
It came from the original owner of the body, and it was not directed at Ben, but at the Celestial Dragons who had abused the original owner.
This anger and hatred seemed to be the original owner's constant cry to Ben.
"Help me kill the Celestial Dragons! Avenge me!!!"
Having fused with the original owner's memories, Ben felt the same way about the original owner's experiences, as if everything had happened to him.
Ben silently vowed in his heart, "Don't worry, from now on, I will live in your name, and I will avenge you, by killing all the Celestial Dragons!"
At that moment, Ben's—no, Chronos's—ears heard Hancock's careful question: "Chronos... are you okay?"
Hancock looked at Chronos with some fear.
The anger and hatred that had burst from Chronos's eyes just now had scared her.
Chronos closed his eyes, calmed down for a moment, and then gratefully said to Hancock, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine now..."
Just as Chronos was about to talk more with Hancock, the cell door opened, and a man in a black suit with an owl mask walked in. He said coldly, "Everyone, follow me to Saint Charlos's palace!"
Upon hearing that they were going to Saint Charlos's palace, Chronos's face immediately darkened.
Hancock saw Chronos's grim expression and quickly whispered to him, "Your face suddenly looks awful. Is that Charlos's palace a very scary place?"
Chronos's face was pale as he said, "It's very scary. We might... die!"
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