East Blue, Age 1536.
“Hey, Moge!”
A crisp shout broke the silence on the hillside.
A young girl with short blue hair ran over quickly, her slender figure looking exceptionally agile in the sunlight.
With hands on her hips, she looked at the teenage boy lying on the grass and said with a hint of urgency, “We’re setting sail tomorrow.
Why are you still lying here sunbathing?”
The boy called Moge slowly opened his eyes.
He had dazzling silver hair, a tall and upright build of about two meters, and a handsome face with a cold, sharp temperament.
Even while lying down casually, the lines of his robust muscles were faintly visible through his clothes, as if containing immense power.
With his hands pillowed behind his head, he glanced sideways at the girl and said with a hint of laziness, “What’s the rush?
Everything we need is already prepared.
It’s just setting out to sea, Carina.”
The blue-haired girl rolled her eyes dramatically, her face full of helplessness.
“The ship is ready, but what about the food, fresh water, and all those supplies?
Do you really think you can just drift on the great ocean by sailing a boat?”
A smile tugged at the corner of Moge’s mouth as he said slowly, “Don’t I still have you for that?”
Carina sighed like a deflating balloon.
“Fine, fine.
It’s my bad luck to be stuck with a hands-off Captain like you.
Go ahead and keep lying there.”
As she spoke, she turned to leave, but after taking two steps, she suddenly looked back.
“Oh, by the way, Old Man Ville just said he wanted to see you for something.
He said it wasn’t urgent, so remember to drop by later.”
“Got it,” Moge nodded, watching Carina’s figure disappear down the hillside.
He murmured, “Setting sail tomorrow…
the world of One Piece is actually quite good.
At least with my talent, I’ll become a top-tier powerhouse sooner or later, right, Deep Blue?”
Moge didn’t actually belong to this world.
In another place called Blue Star, he was once an ordinary young man named jack.
Having just graduated from university, he worked overtime in front of a computer screen every night, what others called a modern-day beast of burden.
It was an ordinary night of working late.
He was riding his newly bought small electric scooter, slowly heading back to his rented room.
At a familiar corner, an out-of-control truck suddenly rushed out, its blinding headlights illuminating his terrified face.
In the next second, a violent impact followed, and the world plunged into darkness.
When he lost consciousness, he wasn’t afraid of death; instead, he was thinking about those adult fan-comics he had just downloaded on his phone.
If his family saw those, just thinking about that scene was truly painful.
After all, personal effects are usually handed over to parents and relatives.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that his soul had directly devoured this boy named Moge, and he was in the world of One Piece that he had only seen in manga and anime.
Here, there were pirates roaming the seas, Marines maintaining order, mysterious Devil Fruits, and the legendary One Piece that supposedly hid the world’s ultimate secret.
When the heavens threw him into this world, jack was completely stunned.
In his previous life, he was just a most ordinary worker on Blue Star.
Even if he worked like a dog every day, he could at least eat his fill, stay warm, and live a stable life without ever worrying about suddenly losing his life.
But this was the world of One Piece, a world of supernatural power through and through.
While it couldn’t compare to those terrifying scenes in mysterious novels where Great Emperors roam, Heavenly Venerates hunt, and stars are destroyed at the slightest provocation, the dangers of this ocean were still very real for an ordinary person.
Pirates were as numerous as the hair on an ox, committing all sorts of atrocities; the Celestial Dragons sat high above, viewing mortals as livestock; and local nobles held the power of life and death, treating ordinary lives as insignificant as feathers.
If one wasn’t careful, they would either become slaves to be tortured or die directly in the streets without even making a splash.
But once he had completely sorted out his current situation, the heart that had been in his throat instantly settled back into his chest.
His current identity was Arnos Moge, and he was on a remote island in the East Blue called Coconut Island.
The island wasn’t large and had no special products.
Moreover, it didn’t belong to the World Government’s allied nations and was close to the Calm Belt.
There was only one small village on the island with a sparse population, and merchant ships only passed by once every few days.
It truly was a godforsaken place.
The most crucial point was—even pirates couldn’t be bothered to set foot in this sea area.
The East Blue was widely recognized as the weakest of the four seas.
Of course, this referred to the level of average pirates; when it came to the truly powerful, the East Blue wasn’t weak at all.
It was just that at this point in time, no major villains had emerged in the East Blue yet.
Garp would head back to his hometown every now and then.
With this Marine Hero keeping watch, any slightly powerful pirates didn’t dare to act recklessly in the East Blue.
The only one worth mentioning was the Golden Lion, but he was still hiding in some corner of the sky, focused entirely on researching his beast army.
Even if he were to come out and cause trouble, that would be years away; there was no need to be worried now.
As for why he ended up on this remote island…
Arnos Moge’s background was far more complex than it appeared on the surface.
He originally came from a noble family in the North Blue.
Their status wasn’t top-tier, but it was stable and affluent.
However, as soon as his parents died, his kin and other nobles immediately bared their fangs, devouring his family’s assets while secretly plotting to pull him up by the roots.
He was young then and had no power to resist.
It was only thanks to the desperate arrangements of a loyal old butler that he managed to sneak onto a merchant ship and flee all the way to the relatively stable East Blue for refuge.
But there is no true safety at sea.
The merchant ship encountered pirates midway, and he only survived by jumping into the sea.
Later, he was rescued by an old man passing by, who brought him all the way to this ignored little island.
In the blink of an eye, six years had passed.
To live freely in the world of One Piece, the only path was to possess powerful strength that could crush everything.
So, during those six years, he practiced continuously without ever slacking off.
The old man who saved him became his master, guiding him in tempering his physique and practicing swordsmanship.
It was also during this period of cultivation that he discovered he possessed an astounding talent.
It was possible that because his soul had devoured the original boy named Moge, his soul was exceptionally strong, allowing him to learn things very quickly.
Moreover, as long as he was willing to work hard, whether it was his physique or his swordsmanship, both could improve—it seemed he had no bottlenecks!
With this kind of cheat-like talent, he dared to say that he would eventually reach the peak of the great ocean, fearing no one!