[Indeed, but not entirely. You are a Jack of All Trades. Consider it this way—you can erase the very concept of a sword, redefine what a sword is, or reshape its existence however you wish. Meanwhile, a swordsman who taps into your talent would be able to do anything they desire with a sword—cut through anything they wish, from the physical to the conceptual, even concepts that lie beyond other concepts.]
'I see,' Billy thought, nodding slowly as the explanation settled in. 'So if I tried to fight them in sword-to-sword combat, I'd lose badly. But outside that, they wouldn't stand a chance.'
'Well, let's see what I can do… what can I do?' he wondered, curiosity sparking as he began to focus on the possibilities before him.
[Simply make a wish and snap your fingers. But don't overdo it—you're still in a weakened state. At the moment, every time you use your ability, it consumes your physical energy. The stronger your body becomes, the more energy you'll be able to draw upon. So, focus on strengthening yourself first.]
'Okay,' Billy thought, closing his eyes slightly. 'I wish for my physical body to improve as if I were training nonstop, but without the exhaustion or burden that comes with it. And this should remain constant at all times.'
He snapped his fingers, and at first, nothing seemed to change. But as seconds passed, he began to feel it—a steady warmth spreading through his body. His muscles grew denser, his breathing steadier. It was faster than he expected; his strength was rising bit by bit, his body adapting and growing stronger with every moment.
'I wish for a 10x cheat, that cheat from those novels.,' Billy thought, and with a quick snap of his fingers, a wave of dizziness hit him. His head felt light, and his body immediately cried out in hunger, demanding energy to keep up with energy usage.
Without hesitation, he snapped his fingers again. The ground beneath him began to twist and reshape, turning into plates of food that spread out around him. He started eating quickly, realizing something strange as he did—the energy required to create the food was far less than the energy he gained from consuming it.
He kept eating until his hunger finally faded, the strength returning to his body. Once he was full, he looked around, wondering what more he could do to push himself further. Even while doing nothing, he could feel himself getting stronger, faster, more refined with every passing second. But it still wasn't enough. He could go faster—he was sure of it.
"What would happen if I got Haki?" Billy asked, snapping his fingers without hesitation. In an instant, something new awakened within him—a sharp, almost instinctive awareness spreading through his mind and body. It felt like a sixth sense guiding him, pulling his attention toward a distant place: the Flower Capital, one of the great cities of Wano.
[Good question. Most likely, your reality-warping ability would gain another source of energy to draw from. In your current weakened state, that additional source should greatly enhance your overall power.]
[Create your own unique pirate crew. Aim to find individuals who fit specific roles, ones that complement both your strength and abilities. Also, remember—you have the freedom to travel across worlds to recruit people best suited for those roles.]
"You have a point… I guess I can make a harem for myself," Billy said with a smirk, his tone half-joking but the idea clearly entertaining him. As a young man, the thought alone was enough to spark his interest. Forget becoming Hokage or even the Pirate King—being the Harem King sounded far more satisfying.
[Host, please refrain from thinking with the thing between your legs…]
Billy ignored the Omni Sage completely and snapped his fingers. In an instant, his surroundings changed, and he appeared in the Flower Capital. The busy streets stretched before him, filled with merchants, guards, and townsfolk going about their day. With another snap, his appearance shifted, his features and clothes altering until he blended perfectly among the people.
He began walking through the city, his eyes scanning everything carefully. Gathering information turned out to be simple. With a single snap, someone nearby stopped what they were doing and began explaining everything he needed to know about the current time and place.
From what he learned, it was the year 1524—just around the two-year time skip. The world was quiet for now, but not for long. The Straw Hats hadn't reunited yet, though that moment was approaching fast. Soon, their journey after two years of training would begin, and this world would be set in motion once again.
February first—that was when the Straw Hats would begin gathering again. It was still a month away, which meant Billy had plenty of time. A month was more than enough for him to defeat Kaido, take over Wano, and handle anything else that caught his attention before the real story began.
"Well, it sucks that Hancock is already in love with Luffy… maybe I could pull off some time travel and fix that," Billy muttered to himself, then waved the thought away with a sigh. "Forget it, I'm not that horny."
Still, his mind lingered on the thought as he considered all the famous beauties spread across the omniverse. Out of everyone he could think of, Hancock stood out the most—her strength, her confidence, her beauty—it all fit too perfectly for the role of the most beautiful woman on his crew. He made a quiet mental note: someday, he'd find a way to meet her before Luffy did, and when that time came, he'd make sure she fell for him instead.
His attention was soon caught by the distant sound of a shamisen being played. With his hearing now ten times sharper than before, the melody reached him clearly despite the distance and the noise of the city around him. It was calm, beautiful, and carried a faint sadness that pulled at his focus.
With a snap of his fingers, Billy vanished from where he stood and reappeared on the rooftop of a nearby building. Through a window below, he saw her—a green-haired woman gracefully playing the shamisen, her movements smooth and practiced. The moment he saw her, he recognized who she was.
Hiyori—daughter of Kozuki Oden, the man who had nearly defeated Kaido if not for the dirty tricks that stole his victory. She played with a poise that reflected both her lineage and her pain, every note filled with quiet strength.
Billy listened closely, letting the sound wash over him. The music was captivating, enough to make him look at her in amazement. As he watched her, one clear thought settled in his mind—he wanted her to join his crew. He never knew music could be this beautiful…
Later that night, Hiyori was in her room, preparing to bathe. A pink-haired girl entered, wearing a bright, cheerful grin that never seemed to fade. The two moved toward the bathroom together, chatting quietly, until Hiyori suddenly froze.
In a swift motion, she pulled the pink-haired girl behind her, positioning herself as a shield. Her eyes locked on the figure sitting casually at the open window.
"Who are you?" Hiyori demanded, her tone sharp and cautious as she stared at Billy.
"I come in peace, daughter of Kozuki Oden. I wish to speak," Billy said evenly, his tone calm but the words shook Hiyori, making Hiyori freeze where she stood. Her eyes widened in shock—he knew her father's name. That alone was enough to make her cautious. She couldn't risk anyone discovering who she truly was.
"I'm forming a pirate crew. I want you to join me," Billy continued as he stepped through the window, his movements unhurried. His gaze drifted briefly to the pink-haired girl standing behind Hiyori, whose unsettling grin hadn't faded in the slightest.
Noticing his attention shift, Hiyori reacted instantly, pulling the girl behind her once more, her stance firm and protective.
"I'm not a fighter," Hiyori said with a faint frown, her tone cautious but steady.
Billy nodded, showing no sign of disappointment. "I know. I'm not asking you to fight. I want you for your skill with instruments. Leave the fighting to me," he said, his gaze meeting hers. "I plan to take Wano under my flag. What do you say?"
Hiyori's expression hardened slightly, and after a short pause, she shook her head
"I can't trust you—in either character or strength," Hiyori said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Billy didn't respond with words. Instead, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, the world around them shifted. Hiyori's eyes widened in horror as she realized they were no longer in her room. The floor was gone, replaced by open sky. Below them stretched the Flower Capital, its lights flickering faintly in the distance like scattered stars.
"My power is simple," Billy said, his voice calm against the vast silence. "Anything I want happens with a snap of my finger." He then held up a small picture of a sword, and with another snap, the sword materialized from the drawer, flying straight into his hand. He caught it effortlessly before tossing it to her.