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Chapter 1: Rebirth in Chains, Fire in Her Eyes
It wasn't supposed to end like this.
I died with my phone in one hand and my pants halfway down. Don't judge me—you'd be doing the same thing if you were reading Chapter 977 of One Piece for the tenth time while imagining a night alone with Yamato.
But fate? Fate is a chaotic little gremlin with a sense of humor.
One second, I'm admiring fan art. The next—I'm floating in a dark void.
MC (inner monologue):
"So this is death? No white light, no judgment? No… wait, is that a loading screen?"
> [Transmigrator Profile Loading… 100% Complete.]
[Initializing Sign-In System… Bound to Host.]
[Welcome, New World Explorer. Location: Wano Country – Prison Cell No. 7]
MC (blinking):
"…No f*ing way."
Pain hit me like a Sea King in heat. My lungs burned. My muscles screamed. Chains—actual, honest-to-Oda chains—bit into my wrists and ankles. And I wasn't alone.
Across the cell, in the dim orange light of a paper lantern, sat Yamato.
Yes. That Yamato.
She was breathing hard, sweat glistening on her bare shoulders. Her wrists were bruised from thick shackles, and her kimono was torn at the hem. Her hair spilled down her back in waves of pale silver and turquoise.
She looked up.
Her eyes locked with mine.
And I swear to every Celestial Dragon corpse-to-be—she saw me. Not just as another prisoner. But like I was… someone.
> [Daily Sign-In Available: Prison Cell No. 7 – Wano Under Kaido's Watch]
[Reward: Whitebeard Template (40% Initialization), Giant Bloodline Unlocked, Base Strength Multiplied x8]
MC (internal scream):
"YESSS! Let's goooo!"
I tried to sit up—and promptly hit my head on a rusty bar.
MC (out loud, muttering):
"Son of a—"
Yamato (startled):
"You're awake?! Who are you? They said no one else was coming down here..."
Her voice was fierce, low, but there was a glimmer of hope. Maybe desperation. Maybe curiosity.
I smiled.
MC:
"Let's just say… I signed in for the view."
Her eyes narrowed. But then... she smiled back.
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