One Piece: Rising to Power as a Warlord of the Sea

"Someone's coming?"

The sound of footsteps grew louder. Dōju' excited heart was racing. The fact that someone was approaching meant he still had a chance—he could survive, as long as he had some food. This was all Dōju could wish for at that moment.

"Huh? Someone's here?!" Ace, who had just come out of the forest, was startled when he saw a person lying in front of him, sprawled out like a large character.

"Food... food!" Dōju stammered as he tried to speak, before flailing his hand and collapsing back onto the ground. This was his final resistance.

Half an hour later, Dōju devoured the food Ace had hunted. Afterward, he slammed his fist on his chest, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Phew, that was great! Finally full!"

Dōju wiped his mouth and looked at Ace, a little embarrassed, since he had eaten all the food in front of him.

"My name is Dōju. I'm a doctor. I accidentally drifted to this island due to some special circumstances, and I've been stranded here for half a month," Dōju introduced himself. Living alone, he was eager to make sure that the first person he'd encountered wouldn't leave.

"Hehe, I'm Ace, from the East Blue! My little boat was destroyed by the waves," Ace squatted down, looking somewhat helpless. He hadn't even taken off yet, and he was stuck on this deserted island.

"But it doesn't matter. Things will work out eventually. Dōju, let's explore the island. We can't go on without food!" Ace covered his stomach. Raised by Garp, he had learned from an early age that food was essential for everything. Only by eating well could one be prepared for anything.

"Mm-hmm!"

...

Five days later, flames were raging on the deserted island. A handsome young man, with one fiery punch, made a delicious, juicy roast pig appear.

This was Ace, who had obtained the powers of the Flame-Flame Fruit. Beside him, a small makeshift wooden boat was created by the two of them. This was their only means of escape from the island.

After eating their fill, the two nervously boarded the small boat and set off toward the next island, hoping to find one populated with people.

"Hey, hey, Captain, I think I see two people ahead on the sea!" While Ace and Dōju rowed the boat desperately, a large pirate ship spotted them and immediately reported to the captain.

"People? Hmph, aim the cannon at them! I want to practice my aim!" A giant, two-meter-tall pirate with a vicious face licked his lips, staring at the small boat drifting on the sea, an inexplicable sense of twisted pleasure bubbling up from within.

"Fire!" The pirate aimed the cannon and fired a shot, hoping to see the small boat and its occupants destroyed. However, the shot seemed to miss.

"Damn it, reload! Reload! Fire again!" The pirate tried again, but every shot missed.

"Boom!"

"What the hell, we're being ambushed!" Ace, seeing the cannonballs flying toward them, almost had his eyes pop out. He had no idea who had attacked them, but he quickly started working with Dōju to dodge the incoming fire.

The small boat zigzagged, trying to approach the massive pirate ship. Ace's eyes blazed with fury. The people attacking him were no longer necessary in this world.

This was also Ace's first battle as a pirate. It was time to test the power of the Devil Fruit.

Ace jumped high into the air, landing on the pirate ship. His cold eyes locked on the pirate captain, who was still enjoying the cannonfire. A wisp of flame flickered from his fingers.

"Fire Gun!"

"Whoosh~"

The flame gathered at his fingertip before shooting forward, piercing the pirate's body. The pirate captain fell to the ground, his face filled with terror and regret. If only he hadn't been so careless, maybe he could have lived on in this sea.

But alas, there were no "what ifs." There's no cure for regret.

"Hey, you guys~"

"Please don't kill us, sir!"

"Yeah, yeah, it was all his idea! We didn't mean to attack you!"

The remaining dozen or so pirates kneeled on the ground, bowing repeatedly to Ace, begging for their lives.

"Dōju, what do you think?" Ace turned to Dōju, who had just climbed aboard.

"Well, we shouldn't leave them. We don't have a ship big enough to handle this on our own," Dōju shrugged.

Looking at the pitiful expressions of the pirates, Dōju felt no change in his heart, but still suggested keeping them around. After all, they could be useful as labor to operate the ship.

"Alright, we'll keep them. You guys better hurry and start the ship!" Ace's expression went from a smile to a menacing glare.

"Yes, yes, sir! We'll start the ship right away!"

"Set sail, men!"

...

Three months later, Ace had sold the ship they had initially stolen. He then built a pirate ship that was more suited to his needs. He had also recruited six new crew members, with Dōju becoming the vice-captain of the crew since he had joined early.

The Black Spade Pirate Crew was officially established. Thanks to the terrifying powers of the Logia-type Devil Fruit and the Haki training he had received from Natsu, the legend of Fire Fist Ace spread far across the world. After Natsu's time, a new super rookie pirate rose up.

"Ace! Ha! You really became a pirate," Garp sighed as he looked at the newspaper in his hand. His mind wandered back to Ace's childhood, and his thoughts even drifted to more than a decade ago, when Roger made his final request.

"You're a man. Since you've chosen your path, you must walk it without turning back. One after another, little punks, and when we meet again, they'll be my enemies!"

Garp's mind was filled with the figures of natsu and Ace. Although Natsu was currently a Warlord of the Sea and an ally of the Navy, Garp knew from experience that this man was even more unpredictable than Dragon. He'd never been able to see through Natsu's thoughts.

At the Jade Pavilion, Natsu stood in the central square, holding a bounty notice sent by Kumo. The bounty posters were for Fire Fist Ace and the members of the Black Spade Pirate Crew.

"Ace, huh? Hahaha!" Natsu laughed, looking up to the sky. With Ace setting sail, the new era in the New World was about to begin. It seemed like it was time to speed things up.

This year, Smile Island had earned a significant amount of Berries and gold by selling weapons, and Natsu had earned 600,000 points.

It was time to level up his overall strength!

"System, I want to do a lottery!"

To be continued...

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