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Henry Garagam, an expert player of Sea of Conquest, dies in a tragic and bizarre incident—burned alive by acid at the hands of a secret organization. When he awakens, he finds himself reincarnated in the very game he mastered. Armed with his deep knowledge of the world, Henry sets out to achieve his ultimate dream: becoming a legendary pirate feared and admired across the seas.

However, there's a slight problem. While Henry believes he is simply playing the role of a mysterious and cool pirate lord, the world around him takes his every word and action far too seriously. His exaggerated declarations, strategic "coincidences," and sheer dumb luck make him seem like a mastermind of the seas—one prophesized to shake the world itself.

As he rebuilds his ship, gathers an eccentric crew, and unintentionally sparks war between pirate factions and imperial forces, Henry’s legend grows beyond anything he ever imagined. But will he rule through fear, forge a pirate republic, or harness the lost power of an ancient civilization? One thing is certain: the saga of Henry Garagam is only just beginning.

- This is based on the mobile game Sea of Conquest. Although the main character name is the same by coincidence. I just found out recently.

Sea of Conquest: The saga of Henry Garagam

The Black Fang drifted into Crescent Bay, a small but bustling harbor town nestled between towering cliffs. The docks were filled with merchants unloading cargo, fishermen repairing their nets, and sailors arguing over lost bets. It was the kind of place where deals were made with a handshake—and broken with a knife.

Henry stepped off the ship, adjusting his coat to look as cool and mysterious as possible. Boggart followed closely behind, stretching his arms.

"Alright," Henry said. "First order of business—food, supplies, and finding a shipwright to fix up the Black Fang."

Henry nodded. He wasn't going to become a legendary pirate with just one guy.

As they walked through the town, Henry took in the sights. There was a tavern up ahead, The Salty Parrot, with the usual assortment of drunken sailors spilling out. A blacksmith was hammering away at a new cutlass, and a merchant was haggling with a customer over a barrel of dried fish.

Henry smirked. He'd played Sea of Conquest enough to know exactly where to start.

Boggart raised an eyebrow. "For food?"

"For recruits," Henry corrected. "Taverns are the best places to find people desperate, drunk, or both. And that's exactly what we need."

Boggart grinned. "Now you're thinkin' like a real captain."

Henry pushed open the doors to The Salty Parrot, stepping inside like he owned the place. The smell of ale and smoke filled the air, and a few heads turned to look at him. He kept his expression calm, his movements slow and deliberate.

Mystery is key. Keep them guessing.

He strolled up to the counter, leaned against it, and nodded at the bartender. "I'm looking for a few good men."

The bartender—a burly man with a scar across his cheek—gave him a skeptical look. "That so? And who might you be?"

Henry let the corner of his mouth curl into a smirk. He lowered his voice just enough to sound ominous. "The captain of the Black Fang."

A few nearby patrons exchanged glances. One of them, a wiry man with a bandana, chuckled. "That wreck in the harbor? Thought she was abandoned."

Henry's eye twitched. Alright, fair point.

He leaned in slightly. "She won't be for long. I'm putting together a crew. Men who want adventure, treasure, and a chance to make history."

The bartender laughed. "Sounds like trouble."

Henry shrugged. "That's the fun part."

The room was quiet for a moment. Then, a chair scraped against the floor as a figure stood up.

A tall woman with short red hair and a pistol strapped to her hip strode over. Her sharp green eyes studied Henry with interest.

"I've got two questions," she said. "One—do you actually have the gold to pay a crew?"

Henry hesitated. "...That depends."

"On whether you're the type of person who cares about gold or the kind who wants to make history."

Boggart coughed. Henry was very aware of how ridiculous he sounded, but he committed to it anyway.

The woman stared at him for a long moment. Then, she grinned.

"Alright, Captain. You've got my attention. Name's Scarlet. Let's see if you're as good as you talk."

To be continued…

Chapter 3: Welcome to Crescent Bay