(Note this is a translated work, I'm not the owner of this fic, I'm just someone who translated the fic and added a few touches and made few tweaks here and there.)
A few white clouds dotted the light blue sky, and the sun hung high in the sky, emitting bright and scorching light downwards.
Below the sky is a dark blue ocean. On the sparkling sea, a few waves emerge from time to time, as if driving away the seabirds circling on the sea.
A three-masted sailing ship is sailing on the waters near the Kingdom of Alabasta on the Grand Line, with its sails billowing and carrying the huge ship through the waves.
In the cabin on the right side of the boat, a little boy of 7 or 8 years old was lying on a sturdy hammock. The boy's head was wrapped in circles of gauze, and his fair face frowned from time to time, as if he was suffering from pain.
...
A series of stabbing pains came from his head, stimulating Raksh to wake up from his dream. What came into his sight was the wooden ceiling, which made Raksh feel confused.
The rental house I live in clearly has a white cement ceiling. When was it replaced with a wooden ceiling?
Raksh struggled to lift himself up with his hands. The stabbing pain in his head seemed to remind him that he was injured. Looking around, there were several hammocks hanging in the closed wooden room.
Several wooden barrels and boxes were neatly arranged in the corner of the room, and there were two wardrobes nailed to the wall.
There was an open window on one side of the room, and gusts of salty sea breeze blew in from outside the window, dispersing the turbid air in the room.
Raksh looked around, then looked at the pair of white and delicate hands in front of him, his face full of confusion. Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
At this moment, a large amount of information suddenly came into his mind, as if it was going to burst his mind, causing Raksh to clutch the quilt covering him tightly, but he still couldn't withstand the flood of information in his mind, and fainted with a muffled groan.
...
A dozen days later
At Pier 3 in Logue Town, dock workers and sailors are busy loading cargo from merchant ships. This is the commercial dock in Logue Town, which is responsible for unloading and supplying passing merchant ships.
On the west side of Pier 3, our protagonist is saying goodbye to someone.
"Uncle Klein, thank you for taking care of me along the way." Raksh said to a middle-aged man with a smile.
"Haha, kid, we're going to be separated soon, and I really can't bear to leave you." Klein couldn't help but rubbed Raksh's head.
"Hey, hey, uncle, how many times have I told you not to rub my head, or you won't grow taller." Raksh said with a look of grief and indignation.
"Okay, okay, don't worry about these details!" Klein laughed, then took out a stack of Beri from his pocket and stuffed it into Raksh's shirt pocket. "This 20,000 Beris is your salary for doing odd jobs on the ship these days. Take it, don't refuse it. I can still afford this salary."
Raksh lowered his head and glanced at the pocket that was propped up by Beris. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Klein seriously and said, "Then I won't be polite, Uncle Klein!"
"That's right." He rubbed Raksh's little head again, turning Raksh's serious face into a bitter face.
"Captain, all our goods have been sold to the shops in the town, and the supplies have been purchased. We can return." At this time, a muscular man in his thirties came over and said in a loud voice.
After that, he turned his head and said to Raksh, "Kid, you really don't want to go with us? With your cleverness, I'm optimistic about you!" He blinked his eyes after that.
"No, Uncle Cooper, I want to go to my aunt first." Raksh said as he struggled his head out of Klein's mischievous hand.
"Alright, kid, since you've made up your mind, we won't force you. It's getting late, so we'll leave first." Klein said to Cooper, "Tell the boys to return."
"Okay," Cooper responded and went to tell the other crew members the news.
...
An hour later, Klein's merchant ship slowly sailed out of the port.
Raksh waved goodbye to the merchant ship and shouted, "Uncle Klein, Uncle Cooper, goodbye, I will miss you!"
It was not until the back of the merchant ship gradually faded out of sight that Raksh turned around and walked towards Logue Town behind him.
Walking on the road of Logue Town, Raksh showed a confused expression on his face. "Logue Town, I didn't expect that I really came to the world of One Piece."
It has been more than ten days since he came to this world. Until he set foot on the land of Logue Town and once again confirmed the world he was in, Raksh didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Raksh was originally an ordinary, well-behaved young man on Earth. It happened to be the weekend off, so he slept until midnight. He had just gotten out of bed, made some instant noodles, and was sitting in front of his computer, watching the latest updates of the "One Piece" anime and checking his phone for the latest novels.
It wasn't known whether he accidentally knocked over the instant noodles, causing a short circuit, or was struck by lightning, but after a long journey of lightning and sparks, he woke up with a new body and a new memory.
I don't know if it was the butterfly effect caused by his time travel or something else, but he possessed a young man named Nefertari Raksh, the eldest son of the Nefertari family of Alabasta, Nefertari Cobra's eldest son, and Nefertari Vivi's older brother. He is a character who has never appeared in One Piece.
According to the memories he received after possessing the spirit, he had originally been on a sea trip with his mother, Nefertari Amara, when they were ambushed by a group of men in black disguised as pirates.
To protect him, Nefertari Amara attracted the assassins' attention and was killed on the spot. He himself was also seriously injured and fell into the sea.
He was rescued by the Klein Chamber of Commerce, but ultimately did not survive, leaving Raksh, the transmigrator, with an advantage.
Raksh never imagined that just watching a TV series could actually lead to a transmigration. Even though he was an orphan, he could feed his family and travel through worlds without any worries.
But this was the world of One Piece, a perverted world where one person could easily become an enemy of an entire nation or even destroy an island.
And right from the start, the previous incarnation was assassinated while on a sea voyage, a plot filled with conspiracy and melodrama. And he was a scumbag with a combat power of less than 5, so how could he possibly survive? Raksh thought with a look of despair.
A "Gu~" sound broke Raksh's fantasy of a miserable world.
Forget it, let's just make the best of it and settle down. Although he'd told Uncle Klein he had an aunt in Logue Town and was going to live with her, that was just an excuse to get away from him.
After all, it wouldn't be easy to claim he was the prince of Alabasta, that he'd been assassinated while on a sea voyage, fallen into the sea, and been rescued, hoping they'd reward him handsomely for sending him back.
Forget it, he'd probably be killed on the way by the group behind the scenes before he even saw his adopted father. After all, it took more than a small force to so brazenly assassinate a prince.
So, the excuse he'd given Uncle Klein was that his family was a small merchant family with a little savings, that they'd encountered pirates on their way to Alabasta, that their parents had perished, and that he was the only one who'd been rescued from the sea.
Klein and the others weren't surprised; there had been countless examples of this happening since the Great Pirate Era.
So after finding out that the Klein Chamber of Commerce's final destination was Logue Town in the East blue, he made up an excuse to go to his aunt in Logue Town and got off the ship, so as to avoid the trouble of running into someone who knew him when returning to the Grand Line.
Touching his bulging pockets, Raksh walked quickly towards Logue Town.
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