One Piece: The Defender of Justice

Sea Circle Calendar 1500.

East Blue, Logue Town.

Dark clouds loom over the city, and heavy rain is imminent.

On the square—

Many people fill the square, and their hushed whispers resemble the persistent hum of hundreds of mosquitoes and flies.

Boom!

Thunder roars, and lightning streaks across the sky, casting a silver flash illuminating the entire square.

"Hey! Pirate King, where did you hide all the treasures you found?"

"Is it really on the Grand Line!"

"Did you fund it? That secret treasure - ONE PIECE."

At this time, a plain-looking passerby suddenly shouted.(T/N: What passerby, he is Ask D.Question).

Target.....

Astonishingly, it was the Pirate King who was being held up and kneeling on the high platform—Gol·D·Roger!!

As for this passerby, he is jokingly called the person who truly started the Great Pirates Era in major forums. It is unknown whether Roger was looking for someone to help him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark crowd in front of the execution platform seemed to have been pressed on the stop button. Their breathing slowed down subconsciously, and their eyes fixed on Roger.

"I fear I might miss something significant."

The executioner's mind on the platform went blank momentarily, and he was a little overwhelmed by the changes in front of him.

"Hahahahaha!! Do you want my treasure? If you want it, go and get it..."

"Hey! Find it! I put everything in the world there!"

——Grand Line!! ONE PIECE!" Roger, who was sitting cross-legged on the execution platform, suddenly let out a huge roar.

"Hey! You !?"

The executioner's expression changed drastically, and he finally came to his senses. He stabbed the spear in his hand without hesitation, and it penetrated Roger's chest in an instant.

[One Piece, Gol D.Roger——Death!!! ]

"Oooh!!!"

As soon as these words came out, both the crowd under the execution platform and the people around the world who were watching the live broadcast of this grand event were instantly excited.

Some adventurers cheer loudly to find the great secret treasure, careerists who watch everything calmly, and revolutionaries who watch with cold eyes.

Anyone knows.

——The tide of the times is about to rise.

And the so-called Great Pirate Era... has begun!

"Damn it...!!!"

In an attic near the execution platform, a middle-aged man wearing frog glasses and a braided beard looked at this extremely chaotic scene and could not help shouting angrily.

The window sill he held on to was shattered to pieces because of his excessive force!

Because he knew that the world was about to... be turned upside down!

Admiral of Headquarters——[Sengoku]!

...

"Well..."

In a small alley not far from the noisy crowd, a figure lying on the ground like a dead dog seemed to be awakened by the roar of people.

Slowly he raised his seemingly stiff neck, revealing a handsome face of a young man, who looked about eleven or twelve years old.

His slightly confused eyes looked around subconsciously, and when he saw the face that was calmly going to die, his pupils suddenly contracted violently in shock.

"One Piece Roger!!?"

As a pirate fan, of course, he was extremely familiar with Roger's "crazy" face, especially the two things he did not know were beards or nose hairs, which could be easily recognized even after crossing the barrier of the second and third dimensions. Extremely high.

Yes, the boy is one of the many transmigrators, and luckily, he managed to travel to the world of One Piece without dying.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary orphan. With the support of the state, he finally graduated from college and found a stable job. Who knew that he would come to this f**ked-up world after sleeping?

In his mind, One Piece is just an anime to watch for fun.

If you come to this world, your life will likely be a history of struggle, blood, and tears.

You must know that in this world, there are not only mentally retarded Celestial Dragons sitting on top and dominating but also pirates who burn, kill, and loot everywhere, constantly threatening the lives of the people at the bottom.

As for Luffy's group, they are an extremely rare group even among pirates. A group of people shout adventure slogans and call themselves pirates, but they are also destroyers of order!

There is no so-called order in their eyes; everything is done based on preference, and ordinary people's moral standards cannot measure their thoughts.

If he happened to appear on their battlefield as an ordinary person, he would not be able to escape the fate of reincarnation again.

As a modern person living in an orderly world, I feel absolutely insecure about life here.

"Canos Atlas? I have no choice but to live in this world with your name on my back." The young man, Atlas, murmured to himself.

As he spoke, he used his remaining strength to struggle up and try to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

There is no way; it will be pretty dangerous here in a while. Heroes from all walks of life are gathering here now, such as the Red-haired Shanks, Mihawk, Doflamingo, Gekko Moria, and so on.

Even though some of them are not as famous as later generations, they already have a bit of the style of the great pirates in the future.

Marine could not miss this great opportunity to nip the danger in the bud. He believed that Sengoku, as The Resourceful General, would not miss this.

But the pirates and careerists who yearn for the so-called freedom will not be caught without mercy.

By that time, this place will turn into a battlefield of blood and fire.

If a novice like Atlas was killed by the aftermath of the battle, he would probably become the worst transmigrators in history.

The staggering figure kept moving towards the Logue town Marine Base in the memory of his predecessor. His inner desire for life kept urging him to unleash the potential in his body...

His legs, which were filled with lead, and his stomach, which was as if it were being burned by fire, were a constant reminder of the frailty of his body.

But as an orphan, Atlas has long understood a truth from his hard life in his early years: survival or destruction always depends on himself. Respecting his own life and longing for life have been imprinted in his bones...

Whether you grab fate by the throat or let fate grab you by the scruff of the neck, it all depends on a single thought.

Time passed little by little, but the journey of just ten minutes seemed like a century to Atlas, but the faintly visible Marine sign in front of him and the Marine not far away reminded him of his survival. The opportunity is right in front of you.

Finally, Atlas, who seemed to have gone through eighty-one hardships, arrived at the Marine Base in Logue town and looked at the image of a seagull holding a scale in its mouth.

I didn't know why I relaxed for a while, but my body, which had lost the support of adrenaline, couldn't hold it anymore. My vision gradually became blurred, and I could only vaguely hear the sound of artillery fire mixed with exclamations...

"I..."

Before he could say anything, his vision suddenly went dark.

The body that was already riddled with holes was like a string that was about to break. It could no longer support it and quickly fell towards the ground in front of it.

"Quick, a young man is fainting over there..."

Immediately afterward, a burst of hurried footsteps echoed in my mind, leaving only the sound...