The rain fell in heavy sheets, soaking the boy's thin coat and plastering his hair to his forehead. Each step splashed through puddles that reflected the flickering neon signs from the streets above. The shouts of the men behind him echoed off the narrow alley walls, mixing with the distant wail of a siren and the hiss of water draining into the gutters.
He clutched the loaf of bread to his chest like it was a treasure, his small fingers slipping occasionally on the wet paper wrapping. Fear tightened his chest, but hunger and desperation fueled his legs. One of the men's boots hit the puddle just a moment too close, splashing cold water over his back. He stumbled but didn't fall—he couldn't afford to.
Ahead, the alley split into two, one path leading deeper into shadowed streets, the other toward a faint glow of lamplight. He hesitated only a fraction of a second before darting left, hoping the darkness would swallow him. Behind him, a growl of anger followed—a sound that made his heart hammer even faster.
Somewhere, a dog barked, and a loose piece of trash skittered across the cobblestones. He could hear the men's footsteps pounding, closer now. His lungs burned, his legs ached, but he couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. Not if he wanted to survive the night.
"Boom." A sudden bolt of lightning tore down from the sky, striking the boy directly and killing him on the spot.
The men chasing the boy froze, their eyes widening in horror when they saw the lightning crashed down on the boy and instantly killing him
The men quickly turned around and fled in terror.
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In Island in the new world
A beautiful woman screamed in agony as she was giving birth.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH"
The woman appeared to be in her twenties, with long raven-black hair and a face so delicate it seemed as though a fairy from heaven had taken human form.
She had plump, rounded breasts, a slender waist, and long, graceful legs.
Her skin was soft as silk—so flawless that it made every woman who saw her sigh with envy.
Next to her stood an elderly woman, guiding her through the delivery. "Come on, Sarah, you're almost there. I can see the head—keep pushing!"
"AAAAAHHHHHH, AAAAHHHHH, AAAAHHHHHH,"
After half an hour of agonizing effort, the woman succeeded in giving birth. The old woman swiftly caught the baby and cradled the tiny infant.
The newborn's eyes widened as he took in his surroundings. "What is this place? I remember the lightning… it killed me. Don't tell me—I've been reincarnated?"
The woman who had just given birth glared at her baby with palpable hatred. The infant recoiled in surprise when he noticed the fury burning in her eyes.
The old woman sighed as she watched this, then said to Sarah, 'Sarah, this little boy is innocent, no matter who his father is..'
When Sarah heard this, fury flared within her. She turned to the old woman and shouted, 'Take that evil spawn away, Mother. I never want to see him again!'"
The infant scowled inwardly at the words, while the elderly woman sighed, nodded, and she turned around and left the house.
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After 3 hours
An old man stepped into the house and saw the elderly woman sitting on the sofa, a baby sleeping peacefully at her side.
The old man was bald, his wrinkled face and skinny build making him appear much older than he was.
He raised his eyebrow upon seeing the baby and asked, "Sister, what is with the baby?"
The old woman sighed heavily, her voice trembling as she spoke. "This is Sarah's newborn son. She never even bothered to name him. Ken… please take him to Father and let him raise the child. I'm sure he won't mind—after all, the blood of the Miyamoto bloodline runs through his veins.
Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes shot wide open before he exhaled a long, tired sigh. "I see… so she still hasn't let go of her resentment for what happened when that pirate kidnapped her."
The old woman nodded softly, and the old man gazed at the sleeping baby. "So… this little one is that pirate's offspring."
The old woman let out a weary sigh and nodded. "Yes, but this boy is innocent, big brother."
The old man nodded softly. "I know, sister. I'm not so narrow-minded. I'll take the boy to father right away and I will explain everything to him I am sure he will not mind raising this little follow."
The old woman nodded in satisfaction and gently handed the baby to her brother, who departed the village without delay.
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3 years later
Korusimi Island
Commy Village
A little boy gripped a wooden sword, swinging it diligently through the air, a small but determined smile playing on his lips.
The boy is a three years old boy he had blond, spiky hair, piercing blue eyes, fair skin, and was wearing a blue kimono.
He was the very boy Sarah had abandoned. Those who dared to look into his eyes felt themselves sinking into a bottomless sea, unable to escape, while glimpses of a keen and frightening intelligence flickered within them.
Not far from the boy sat an old man his face was filled with wrinkles
Though old, his black eyes were vibrant with life. As he smoked his pipe, he watched the boy swing the wooden sword, a gentle, proud smile spreading across his face at the sight of the boy's dedication.
The old man's name was Musashi Miyamoto, a legendary samurai of Wano who was expelled from the land along with his clan and four others.
Musashi's long gray beard and hair framed his lean, muscular physique, and he was dressed in a simple black kimono.
After the boy completed his final swing, sweat poured down his face as he struggled to catch his breath, and his small arms utterly numb.
At that moment Musashi called out to him.
"Ryu come over here my boy."
Ryu turned to Musashi and approached him quietly. He sat obediently at his feet, lifting his gaze to meet Musashi's eyes with deep respect.
Musashi eyes softened as his gazed met Ryu he sighed.deeply in his heart then said to Ryu.
"Ryu-kun, you are very matured for someone so young but I believe it is time I tell you the truth about your mother."
Ryu's eyes widened as he remembered Sarah and how she abandoned him he then looked his gaze at Musashi's eyes and said while smiling.
"You don't need to tell me anything about her grandfather."
Musashi was surprised at Ryu's response and asked.
"Why? Don't you want to know about your parents?"
Ryu smiled and shook his head.
"No need. I remember the event when my mother abandoned me right after I was born."
Musashi eyes widened in surprise Ryu just smiled and continued.
"To be honest, Grandfather, I don't hate her. I don't know why she abandoned me, and frankly… I don't care."
"You are the only family I acknowledge. One day, I will surpass you and stand above you as a swordsman."
Musashi smirked in amusement when he heard this and said.
"You have a long way to go before you can truly challenge me, boy. You'll need to work hard… really hard."
Ryu smirked and nodded.
"I promise, grandfather, I'll work harder than ever—one day, I'll become greater than you."
Musashi smiled and nodded his head in satisfaction then said.
"Very well. Prepare some tea for me, then rest. Tomorrow, we attend the Five Clans meeting. Should you impress me in the competition, I will start teaching you the Miyamoto sword style."
Ryu's eyes sparkled with excitement. Nodding firmly, he rose and dashed into the house, to prepare tea for Musashi.
Musashi smirked and continue smoking from his pipe.
'I've trained many in swordsmanship after my exile, but this boy's talent is unmatched—he needs only one look to learn any stance or technique.'
''At only three years old, he has already mastered the fundamentals of swordsmanship. It's frightening to imagine what heights he will reach in the future. Sadly, I know I won't live long enough to witness it all. What I can do is ensure that the Miyamoto sword style—and my own—are passed down to the next generation.'
He sighed in sadness when he thought of this.
'Ryu-chan will be the sole inheritor of my personal sword style—not because he is my descendant, but because of his incredible talent; he is the most suitable person to inherit my legacy.'
After exhaling the smoke from his mouth Musashi stood up and started walking back to the house.
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Poll
A) Mc create his own crew
B) Mc join Hawkeye crew
C) Mc join red-haired pirates
D) Mc join revolutionary army