To experience death is to touch the edge of the unknowable.
For most people, death comes once—and only once. A fleeting passage, a sudden end, a dark curtain drawn without warning. Few can truly claim to understand death. Fewer still can face it without fear.
But Akihiro was not like most people.
In his past life—back in the 21st century—he had long ceased to cry over death. It never struck him as something tragic. Instead, he regarded it with a kind of calm detachment, even reverence. To him, death was merely the final truth. The last equalizer. Everyone dies—be it a beggar in the streets or a god on his throne.
And so, when death came for him, he accepted it without protest.
What he didn't expect was to open his eyes again.
Blinding light. Roaring sound. The metallic tang of sea salt in the air.
He was standing on a high execution platform, wrists bound, the chain links biting into his skin. But he wasn't alone. Beside him was a giant—no, a monster in human shape, towering over ten meters tall, his body straining against shackles reinforced with layers of seastone and iron.
And below them? A sea of chaos. A crowd of marines, citizens, and high-ranking officers. All of them shouting. All of them enraged.
"Kill him!""Damn Kaido! Are you mocking the Navy again?!""This is the tenth time he's been captured. Why won't this monster just die?!"
The man beside him—Kaido of the Beasts, one of the Four Emperors of the sea—stood impassively, enduring the chorus of hatred like a mountain weathering a storm. Immortal. Indomitable. Unkillable.
Not far off, two old war dogs watched from the shadows of a crumbling tower. Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the Buddha himself, and his lifelong friend—former Admiral Zephyr—stood side by side, their faces grave.
"Even if we fought him together…" Zephyr muttered through clenched teeth. "We could maybe subdue him. Maybe. But kill him? That's a fantasy."
Sengoku didn't answer. His fists were clenched behind his back.
In the skies above, dark clouds began to gather.
And yet, the question on everyone's mind wasn't just about Kaido.
It was about the boy standing beside him.
Who is Akihiro?
Officially? He was the adopted son of Marshal Kong himself—the highest authority in the World Government's military. Unofficially? He was also the son-in-law of retired General Chiyo, the fiancé of Major Momotusa, and the sworn brother-in-law of Vice Admiral Tsuru.
If there was ever a definition of "naval royalty," Akihiro embodied it.
Which made his presence on that execution platform even more baffling.
Had Marshal Kong gone mad?
No. Akihiro didn't think so.
As he stood there, his thoughts finally began to settle. Fragments of memory swirled into place like pieces of a shattered mirror.
He'd died.
And then… he'd crossed over.
This was no longer Earth.
This was the world of One Piece.
The Grand Line. The Four Emperors. The Warlords. The World Government. Devil Fruits. Haki. Legends and monsters and dreams set afloat on endless seas.
Yet his name—his existence—was nowhere in the original manga. He was a ghost added to a story already written. A variable unaccounted for.
And then, he saw it.
Hovering in the air before him, translucent and glowing with a faint blue light, was a floating panel—like something ripped straight from a video game HUD.
Abandoned Lord God SpaceCharacter: AkihiroLevel: 0Age: 14Strength: 1 (average adult: 10)Dexterity: 1 (average adult: 10)Defense: 1 (average adult: 10)Spirit: 10 (average adult: 5)Talents: NoneAbilities: Basic Swordsmanship, Advanced Medical Knowledge
His brows twitched.
"…What the hell is this?"
Other than his unusually high spirit stat, the rest of his attributes were pitiful. He was weaker than the average recruit. He'd always known he was young and untrained, but this?
No wonder they'd sent him here.
Then a voice echoed—soft, emotionless, almost synthetic—directly into his mind.
"As you can see, this is an abandoned Lord God Space."
His pupils shrank. But his face remained stoic.
The Lord God Space…?
He'd read enough web novels to know the term. In those stories, the Lord God Space was a transcendent dimension—one that recruited "reincarnators" and sent them to countless fictional worlds, offering power, artifacts, and even immortality in exchange for mission completion.
"But the main god has long since perished," the voice continued. "The system has decayed. There are no reincarnators left. You are the first soul to awaken in billions of years."
Akihiro's mind spun.
"So… what functions are still available?" he asked calmly.
"Only four remain," the voice replied.
A new panel appeared.
Remaining Lord God Functions:
World Reward Roulette: Receive one random item upon arrival in each new world.
Character Template System: Level up by defeating enemies. Each level grants five attribute points. No current level cap.
Unlimited Inventory Space: Store any item, object, or substance.
Dimensional Travel: Travel between worlds—after clearing the current world.
"World conquest… huh," Akihiro murmured.
A third panel materialized, this one pulsing with a heavier presence.
Current World: One PieceWorld Tier: Level 3
Completion Routes:
Pirate Route: Become Pirate King, uncover the Void Century, and reach Raftel.
Revolutionary Route: Lead the Revolutionary Army and overthrow the World Government.
Naval Route: Seize control of the World Government, annihilate the Revolutionaries and the Four Emperors, and bring absolute order to the seas.
Akihiro didn't hesitate.
"Naval route."
He was born into the Navy—this world's version of nobility. If he was going to survive, he'd do it with blood, steel, and law on his side.
The panel flickered. A massive golden roulette wheel appeared before him, each section marked with impossible treasures.
World Reward Roulette ActivatedCategories: Bloodline · Weapon · Equipment · Special
He held his breath as the wheel spun—symbols flashing past like strobe lights. Some he recognized. Others, he could only imagine.
Zanpakutō: Ryūjin Jakka.Byakugan.Teigu: Incursio.Saiyan Bloodline.
It slowed.
Then stopped.
An eerie eye, icy blue at the edge and fading to a haunting violet at the center, glowed within a "Special" section.
Obtained: Mystic Eyes of Death PerceptionTo see death. To touch death. To command it.
Akihiro's breath caught in his throat.
Ryougi Shiki's eyes… no… Tohno Shiki's version. The ones that let you see the "lines of death."
A tool that defied logic. A power that could cut through immortality. Even Kaido… even gods… could die if cut along those lines.
His lips curled into a slow, cold smile.
"Looks like I just found my edge."
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