The day was bright , the sky clear and the wind cool and nice . On the beach lied on the cool sand , slowly opening his eyes , a two meter tall teen , and suddenly clenching his fist obliterating a rock that was unfortunetly there . He then took in a breath and ...
Cried at the top of his voice "POOOOOOOOPSS"
he was sobbing uncontrolably , his face full of snot and tears looking miserable and intimidating .
He just stayed there crying ... a minute passed ... then a quarter of an hour ... then finally he stopped his tears after about an hour or two .
His expression blank and devoid of spirit . He truly felt lost at the moment , sad , disapointed in himself , but most importantly RAGE . Pure.Heartfelt.RAGE .
He got up from the sand and then made his way towards the box that he woke up inside and started shearching inside . Finally finding a flint-lock pistol with a bullet inside .
He then , slowly , got the pistol and directed to his temple and suddenly-
' A life without with you is definitely not worth living '.
*PAH!*
Shot himself.
But suprisingly , the pistol got jammed and he started laughing hysterically
"HAHAHAHAHAHA *Cough Cough* Uhuh ha . Well that was a blast , I guess I lost my chance now huh . Looks like even from the after-life you still don't want me giving up . " From behind him he could feel a person hugging him and his eyes mostened up in a second . But hastilly , he washed himself up , changed his clothes to a classical pirate captain clothing and tied his green hair in a long pony-tail . His chest bare but with a coat that was his father's .
He then oppened the diary and found inside a letter
'Yooo! Sorry if that came off as too impolite , never really liked writing letters anyway .
So if you are reading this , it must mean that I either died or got captured by the Marines .
As my son and succesor you must understand the diary . There are six entries , well seven now counting yours .
Every generation proceeds to write about a subject . And funny enough , every generation was a different race from the other .
1- The first gen : He was a Celestial Dragon , oh but don't misunderstand. He was nothing like the other members of his race . He loved languages and his subject was translation .
2-The second gen : She was a giant Elbaf warrior , her subject was on all the races that exist or existed like Oni-Blue Demons- And different Dragon species .
3-The third gen : A Longleg , he was interested in ancient battles and his subject was history .
4-The fourth gen : A Lion Mink , She was a royalty of some kind there and her subject was cultures and etiquette .
5-The fifth gen : A Mermaid , And with her race's help . Managed to explore all kinds of places , be it on land or underwater . Her subject being geographie .
6-The sixth gen : That's me , pretty sure I'm a human . My subject was research and studying all types of Devil Fruits and Bloodlines . I even wrote multiple paragraphs that was in that book explaining all the different Devil Fruits and their powers .
And finally 7-The seventh gen : Son , I am sure you are no normal human . With all the Bloodlines that I came across I developed a hunch that told me if a person has a normal Bloodline or not , for you , the hunch that I got was really powerful . You are in no way a Human , no offense there , wich would explain why you have such monstruous growth .
Choose your own subject and write your own story . Be happy , pursue your way of life and find yourself a good wife .
Your Dad , Armand .D. Brenassone'
As he read that last sentence , he blushed a little and smiled warmly .
'Yep , he's right. I can't just give up now that I came this far .' After finishing the letter I put the letter away and donned the flint-lock pistols and the cutlass hanging by my waist .
I saw a group of wolfes and decided to eat something now .
---A week later---
I got used to living on this island and ate a lot , and when I say a lot I mean A LOT . Pour wolfes being my main food since their meat is suprisingly delicious . I ate 8 wolfes this breakfast and I wad stuffed from yesterday . And sometimes I snack on fruits and such . I also drew a map to hel position myself in this godforsaken place.
I managed to tour the whole island . It's not really all that big but it's still decently sized and I actually some mad stamina . Guess it comes from training everyday for three years with a pirate from dawn till sunset and listening to his stories .
I also found a place that most animals do not approch for fear of something I guess .
Putting that aside , I noticed something wrong with my sword or Larp to be more exact .
It cuts really , incredibly well . With a simple slach it turns the rock that I hit in two parts .
I also got the catch with the diary . No matter how much I write in it . The pages seem neverending and if I write something wrong or not in relation to my subject . It immediatly erases itself .Truly , fascinating.
If you are wondering what is my subject then it's pretty simle really .Medical knowledge.
I got the idea while looking for fruits to snack on .
I found some familliar herbs and decided to see if they work or not . Wich is hard since there are no humans I can experiment this on .
---2 weeks later---
I started experimenting on some monkeys , since they are the closest animal to a human I can find in this island.
"Screeeech!"
"Shit another failure . I tried poisoning the monkeys with some gas I found in that place that the animals avoid .
It did not go well ...
The poison works in a similar way to acid in the way that it corrodes the individual's lungs .
So I started the hypothesys that the gas transforms to its liquid form after being subjected to body heat . Wich would make sense since the place in the center of the island is icy cold .
Well I guess that it's the doctor inside of me that gives me the need to create a cure to a sickness that may as well have been cured .
But I'm not giving up . Not now and never while waking up at the crack of dawn to train .
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A.N: There will be a fight and power up next chapter . For those wondering M.C can go toe to toe with Arlong .