Weapon Fruit at the Start, I Handcraft Thousand Cherry Blossoms

Night fell, and the stars glittered like countless dreams burning in the darkness, illuminating the Grand Line.

At this moment.

Inside the Navy School, a figure stood in the dormitory corridor, using the galaxy's starlight as a lamp as he gazed blankly at the cherry blossom trees lining the path below.

"Did I transmigrate?"

"Although my surname isn't Monkey or Gol, and I have nothing to do with the Celestial Dragons, being a student in Zefa's class is still not a bad start."

"But what's going on with this Weapon Fruit?"

Thoughts swirled through Rosen's mind.

Just a few minutes ago, he had suddenly jolted awake from sleep and awakened the memories of his previous life.

Memories of his former life and everything about the world of pirates flooded into his mind, making his brow ache. He had come outside to get some air and sort through the tangled memories.

"The Weapon Fruit lets me turn any part of my body into a weapon. Not bad."

"It's not a Logia Type or a Mythical Zoan, but it's still better than transmigrating empty-handed."

"But isn't this the Devil Fruit possessed by one of Doflamingo's subordinates, a woman named Baby 5?"

"Could it be that if I hadn't awakened my past-life memories, I would have died soon afterward, and this Weapon Fruit would have ended up in Baby 5's hands? Was it Doflamingo who killed me?"

Rosen's heart tightened.

He had originally breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that he was not in the same class as Ain and Binz, meaning he would not face Edward Weevil's attack. But now, he could not relax at all.

Even if it was merely a guess, having finally encountered such a good thing as transmigration, he truly did not want to test whether it was real.

"The Navy School lasts one year."

"In other words, I have at most one year before Marine Headquarters randomly assigns me to one of the Four Seas or a Branch on the Grand Line."

"Even if running into Doflamingo is only my own speculation, if I'm assigned to a Branch in the New World after graduating from the Military Academy, I'll run into Doflamingo sooner or later. No, monsters even more terrifying than Doflamingo."

"When that time comes, what will I use to face the monsters of the New World?"

"A single Weapon Fruit?"

Thinking of this, Rosen immediately felt irritated.

If he had eaten a Mythical Zoan or a Logia Type, then forget a mere guess—even if he truly had to face Doflamingo or monsters stronger than Doflamingo in a year, he would not panic.

But the problem was that he had eaten a Paramecia Weapon Fruit.

When he thought of how Baby 5 could only turn the Weapon Fruit into ordinary weapons, he grew even more frustrated.

He had transmigrated with a Devil Fruit already, and he did not have a body like Blackbeard's. Even if he wanted to switch, he could not.

Just as Rosen was growing increasingly agitated, a cool night breeze suddenly blew in, like invisible palms brushing across the cherry blossom trees planted around the dormitory.

The branches swayed, and cherry blossoms fell.

In an instant, they danced before him like countless sprites.

Not only did they disperse the anger in his heart, but they also made a thought emerge uncontrollably.

"Cherry blossoms?"

"If my Weapon Fruit can become a Zanpakuto, then even if it's only a Thousand Cherry Blossoms, it definitely won't be inferior to Devil Fruits like Logia Types and Mythical Zoans."

"Doflamingo is even less worth worrying about."

Rosen thought to himself.

"Phew!"

Just as he exhaled softly, breathing the frustration from his heart out of his body, the scene before him suddenly darkened.

The starry sky vanished.

The dormitory disappeared.

After the scene before him blurred slightly, it turned into a massive suspension bridge. Standing atop it was a man dressed in a Shinigami Uniform, like a noble young master.

His icy gaze stabbed like blades toward the burly man standing ahead of him on the bridge.

"Is that so?"

"You're from the Shiba Clan!"

"In that case, holding back earlier would have been far too disrespectful."

The Death God, who resembled a noble young master, held his blade in one hand and raised it before him.

"Scatter, Thousand Cherry Blossoms."

As soon as the words fell, the blade of the Zanpakuto in his hand bloomed with a desolate purple light. Then, starting from the tip, it broke apart section by section, turning into tiny blades as beautiful and dangerous as cherry blossoms that danced in every direction.

There was also a burly man standing on the suspension bridge. But now, faced with the dancing Thousand Cherry Blossoms, faced with countless Cherry Blossom Blades fluttering like sprites, he could only widen his eyes and tense his entire body. Then he could do nothing, helplessly allowing the Cherry Blossom Blades from all directions to strike him.

Then.

Thousand Cuts.

Blood poured forth.

As the sounds of blades piercing flesh rang out, the scene before him—the suspension bridge, the man in the Shinigami Uniform, the fluttering Thousand Cherry Blossoms, and even the man being cut to pieces by Thousand Cherry Blossoms—all shattered and vanished into nothingness.

The night sky and stars returned.

The cherry blossom trees standing on either side of the dormitory still swayed their branches in the breeze, stirring up waves of falling petals.

"An illusion?"

Rosen stared blankly at the sight before him. Just as he began to doubt whether everything he had experienced moments ago was an illusion, a voice—no, something like a thought surfacing in his mind—appeared out of nowhere.

Your comprehension is Heaven-Defying. Through visualizing your own insights and combining them with the Paramecia Weapon Fruit, you have comprehended the Exclusive Skill: Thousand Cherry Blossoms.

Rosen's heart trembled.

Thousand Cherry Blossoms.

This was Byakuya Kuchiki's Zanpakuto from the world of Death God.

It might not be the strongest, but it was definitely the coolest.

After Shikai, with a single thought, one could command countless blades, capable of both offense and defense.

There was even less need to mention Bankai. One Bankai skill after another, with both appearance and power pushed to the limit.

Especially in the Thousand-Year Blood War arc, after Thousand Cherry Blossoms entered Shikai, the number of Cherry Blossom Blades could even catch up to its previous Bankai. As for after Bankai, there was even less need to say it.

The number of Cherry Blossom Blades was beyond counting.

"So this is my cheat."

Rosen murmured inwardly.

Whether it was being a student in Zefa's class or transmigrating with a Weapon Fruit, neither was his cheat.

His Heaven-Defying Comprehension was.

With this cheat, even the Weapon Fruit, which had displayed extraordinarily ordinary power in Baby 5's hands, could still bloom with astonishing might.

Handcrafting a Zanpakuto.

Thousand Cherry Blossoms.

Was the best example.

"Wait."

"Since Heaven-Defying Comprehension lets me use the Weapon Fruit to handcraft Thousand Cherry Blossoms, can I also handcraft other Zanpakuto?"

Rosen suddenly thought of something.

The Weapon Fruit was not limited to transforming into just one weapon.

Likewise, he should not be limited to handcrafting only one Zanpakuto.

For a moment.

Ryujin Jakka, Kyōka Suigetsu, Hyōrinmaru, Zangetsu, Kurenai, Shinsō...

One familiar Zanpakuto name after another erupted in his mind like a volcanic eruption, like surging magma.

"The Weapon Fruit?"

"This kind of start seems pretty good too!"

Rosen reached out and caught a cherry blossom petal drifting toward him on the wind, the corner of his lips lifting slightly.

At this moment.

He no longer felt the confusion and unease from when he had first transmigrated. All that remained was anticipation for his future.