Late at night.
Under the dim light in the room, the crackling sound of the keyboard kept ringing.
After a long time, a pleasant male voice sounded.
“Finally finished.”
Kaelin let out a sigh of relief, as if he had just unloaded a heavy shipment.
With a relaxed smile on his handsome face, he leaned back in his computer chair, picked up his phone, and prepared to browse group chats or watch some videos before going to sleep.
After ending overtime work tonight, this was the only way to calm his overactive brain.
Kaelin, 20 years old, is a college student.
He grew up in an orphanage and did not give up on himself like others.
Because he suffered from poverty, Kaelin was determined to change his life from a young age.
So he studied hard and was eventually admitted to university as expected.
He lives off annual grants, scholarships, and student loans.
When he was a freshman, he heard that writing novels could make money, so in order to ease his financial situation, he plunged into the online writing industry in his spare time.
Because he often had to stay up late, and after earning enough for his living expenses, he deliberately moved into a cheap rental house near the school so as not to disturb his classmates, finally gaining his own small space.
Picking up his phone, he tapped the screen, thinking about what the people in his class group and writers’ group were discussing.
At this time, an invitation message suddenly appeared in the notification bar.
Kaelin clicked to open it.
Pirate Chat Group.
A group for pirate fans?
Kaelin checked the group information, wanting to see what was going on.
But unexpectedly, he found that there were only five people in the group.
So few?
Group Owner: I Am One Piece.
Group Members: I Am One Piece, Dragon Slayer, Puppet Master, Historian, Lurker.
Sure enough, pirate fans… The corner of Kaelin’s mouth lifted slightly as he clicked in without thinking too much, wanting to see what was going on here.
He himself was also a One Piece fan and had written fan works about it, so he didn’t mind interacting with fellow fans.
At the same time, in another world, there was a man with a mustache and a red windbreaker.
He had a strong build and stood about 2.7 meters tall—far beyond what an ordinary human on Earth could achieve.
He was Gol D.
Roger from One Piece.
After finding the One Piece, Roger disbanded his pirate crew and came to Baterilla Island to spend a year here with his wife, Portgas D.
Rouge.
To his surprise, Rouge was pregnant, which made him ecstatic.
But that happiness did not last long, because his body might not hold out until the day the child was born.
That was a regret, but not his only one.
He was now facing a choice.
A few weeks ago, as he was thinking about what to do with the little time he had left, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
“Activate system: Pirate Chat Group.”
Immediately afterward, the interface of a chat group appeared before his eyes.
After a period of exploration, Roger figured out how to use this chat group.
Through this magical thing, he could chat with other people, and the sources of group members would automatically appear on an invitation list.
He only needed to send invitations and confirm their acceptance to pull them into the group.
Roger didn’t have much time, and driven by a pirate’s curiosity, he invited the four people on the list to join the group.
After the four agreed, Roger directly introduced himself out of friendliness.
In his understanding, the group owner was like a pirate captain, and the group members were his crew.
I Am One Piece: “Welcome to the group.
I’m the group owner.
You can call me by my nickname, One Piece—or of course, you can call me Roger, haha.”
I Am One Piece: “Hello everyone.jpg”
But after Roger spoke, the entire chat group fell into a long silence.
I Am One Piece: “???”
I Am One Piece: “Are you there?
Hello?
Anyone?
Hey, hey…”
After a long time, someone finally replied.
Dragon Slayer: “The Pirate King, Gol D.
Roger, is already dead.
Who are you?
And what is this?
Why can you talk to me?”
As soon as these words appeared, Roger, who was staring at the chat interface, froze on the spot.
He is dead???
How is that possible?
He was clearly still alive.
If Roger was dead, then who was he right now?
Something had to be wrong.
An inexplicable look flashed in Roger’s eyes.
It seemed there were still many secrets within this chat group that he had yet to uncover.
Meanwhile, in the world of pirates.
On a deserted island in East Blue.
A man with three eye-like red tattoos stood on a second-floor platform, gazing into the distance with an unreadable expression.
In the New World, Dressrosa.
Inside a dark room in the royal palace, a man with a book covering his face and his legs resting on the table suddenly woke from a nap.
His eyes flashed red as he used Observation Haki to scan his surroundings before finally relaxing his guard.