One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale

He didn't ask for this. One minute he's in the real world, dealing with normal real-world problems—like bills and existential dread—and the next, he wakes up shirtless on a strange beach with a tan he definitely didn’t earn, a body that doesn’t feel like his, and a swirling black tattoo across his chest that looks suspiciously anime.



It takes a while, but the signs are hard to ignore: giant trees, strange fruit with curly patterns, and locals built like bowling pins. Yeah. He’s in One Piece. Somehow.



With no food, no water, and no survival skills to speak of, he does the one thing every One Piece fan knows not to do unless you're absolutely sure: he eats the Devil Fruit. The taste is every bit as horrible as promised, but at least it keeps him from starving to death. Probably.



Now he's got a weird power that lets him mess with gravity or weight or… density or something. It's cool. Also terrifying. But mostly cool.



All he wants is to lay low. No big adventures, no joining the Straw Hats, no becoming Pirate King—just survive, maybe find a hammock somewhere quiet, and not die horribly. But the One Piece world has other plans. Bounty hunters, martial arts masters, Marines, pirates—chaos finds him no matter where he goes. Whether it's dumb luck, bad karma, or the universe having a laugh, trouble keeps knocking, and somehow he keeps answering.



This is the story of a guy who just wanted to stay out of the spotlight… and keeps getting dragged into the fire anyway.