[Sea Circle Calendar, September 12, 1503.
My name was Sig. I never would've imagined that staying up all night reading Lord of the Mysteries could make me transmigrate, too.
I still looked like myself, but in a younger body. The people around me had started calling me "Siegfried."
The good news was that I'd figured out where I'd transmigrated to. At least I hadn't ended up in Lord of the Mysteries. The bad news was that I was in the world of One Piece—and not just anywhere, but in Mary Geoise, the most prosperous and filthiest place in the One Piece world. I'd been shoved onto an auction block with an explosive collar around my neck.
To make matters worse, a stupid pig wearing a round glass helmet happened to pass by the auction house that day and took all the slaves with him...including me!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, September 16, 1503.
There couldn't be a worse start to transmigrating into One Piece. The one small mercy was that I could understand what they were saying. It wasn't a language I knew, but somehow I understood it instinctively.
Sea Circle Calendar, September 17, 1503.
They branded the Celestial Dragon hoof on my back...
Damn it! I wonder if I'll be able to get rid of it later.
The stupid pig hasn't taken an interest in me yet. I look about thirteen, so I hope he never does!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 1, 1503.
Hahaha, I found my transmigration cheat!
After several nights of bad sleep, I finally figured out how to activate this thing!
When I meditate, I can see a mirror in my mind. If I focus my consciousness on it, I can see my...profession, I guess?
In the mirror, floating above a vast sea, were five groups of words I'd never seen before. They weren't Chinese or Sea Circle script, but somehow I could read them instinctively: Spectator, Sailor, Bard, Reader, Secrets Suppliant.
Hahaha, I recognized them. These aren't "professions." They're the starting points of five of Lord of the Mysteries' Paths of the Divine!
The five Pathways corresponding to the Chaos Sea.
I was so excited today that the slave in charge of the dungeon beat me up. I'll remember this grudge, Sig...]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 9, 1503.
I think I understand how this cheat works!
I don't need to choose. I actually have all five of these "Paths of the Divine"?
After activating them all, my observation skills and physical stamina improved considerably. I still wasn't as good as the slaves who'd been pirates and sailed the first half of the Grand Line, but I was definitely no ordinary thirteen-year-old kid who'd never trained!
I also got better at singing, though that wasn't much use.
As for how to improve, I suspect it's the Acting Method, but I haven't confirmed it yet.
So far, I haven't noticed any risk of "losing control." After all, there aren't any evil gods here...
I also haven't awakened to any kind of prayer ritual...so I still don't know how to act as a Secrets Suppliant.
I can't tell yet whether the Paths of the Divine can advance.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 10, 1503.
Damn it! After I got into a fight with the other slaves, the stupid pig noticed me!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 21, 1503.
Those stupid pigs are completely unreasonable! Good heavens, they beat my back to a pulp just because they didn't like the look in my eyes. They even exposed the bone...I'll remember this grudge, Sig!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 25, 1503.
Humiliation. Today, I had no choice but to bow down to that Celestial Dragon. I'll remember this grudge, Sig!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, November 3, 1503.
I knelt wrong last time and got hung up for seven days.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, December 1, 1503.
Damn Celestial Dragons. They actually made me pull their carriage? I'm not a beast of burden!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, January 9, 1504.
I almost got killed today for saying the wrong thing. I have to be more careful. I'll write my diary in Chinese.
You parasites of this world—I'll kill every last one of you sooner or later!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, February 7, 1504.
When pulling the carriage, it's easier if I don't put my full strength into my knees. I should also make the big guy beside me do as much of the work as possible. That way, at least my knees won't be ruined by nighttime.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, April 10, 1504.
I haven't written in my diary for ages. I've been really busy lately...
The Acting Method really does work. I watched the Celestial Dragons abuse the other slaves with a detached eye. The slaves fought one another in ugly struggles for a bite to eat or even for their masters' favor. That made the Spectator grow brighter and brighter, and my powers of observation kept improving. It became harder and harder for anyone to notice me watching them in secret.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, April 12, 1504.
I figured it out!
When some other slaves were fed Devil Fruits for entertainment, I instinctively discovered that praying to these strange fruits could increase my Secrets Suppliant abilities a little.
It's strange, but in any case, making a discovery is a good thing!
I behaved so well that I finally got the chance to look at some books, even if they were only about slave etiquette and things like that...
At least my Reader abilities were improving because of it. After only a few reading sessions, my comprehension was almost back to the level I'd had before the college entrance exam.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, April 18, 1504.
Since I'm always reading The Slave's Handbook, they think I'm an obedient slave. Lately, Saint Charlos has even started having me manage the other slaves.
Sailor, Bard...
I still don't know what to do.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, April 23, 1504.
Saint Charlos actually has a bit of a musical side. After he caught me singing in secret, I didn't have to pull carriages or serve as a stool anymore!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, May 1, 1504.
I, Siegfried, Saint Charlos's singer, watched the envy and jealousy on the faces of the other slaves. It was a unique feeling.
Besides my Bard abilities, I also had the Spectator to thank for letting me figure out what Saint Charlos liked.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, July 10, 1504.
Saint Charlos's singer had slaves waiting on him today, too!
Well, I'm still a slave myself, but at least I'm a higher-class one.
My master even took me along to perform in front of Celestial Dragons from other families...]
[Sea Circle Calendar, October 21, 1504.
Some idiot was executed today. I watched to my heart's content!
He was an idiot from the Revolutionary Army who'd infiltrated Mary Geoise and been discovered...
The Revolutionary Army, tsk, tsk. A bunch of people who disrupt the order of the world!
My masters have their flaws, but only the World Government's rule keeps ordinary people's lives stable!
Well, how many slaves can my masters hunt down? How many people do those pirates terrorize?
And as long as you're obedient like me, the masters can actually be reasoned with...
How can those idiots in the Revolutionary Army not understand that?]
[Sea Circle Calendar, January 6, 1505.
Today, I, Siegfried, wore formal clothes and performed in a concert hall!
There weren't many people in the audience, but they were all great Celestial Dragons...
Slaves? What slaves? I don't consider myself a slave. Don't lump me in with those people.
The pirate my master captured yesterday kept going on about freedom and refusing to submit. How ridiculous!]
[Sea Circle Calendar, March 6, 1505.
My master went out on a hunting patrol today and brought back a little girl. She wouldn't stop crying, so she got a hard whipping...
This won't do!
I hope I can help her adjust quickly. This isn't a misfortune. Even if she hadn't been captured this time, pirates might have plundered her later, or the Revolutionary Army might have led her astray and sent her to her death, right?
My masters are the cornerstone of the world's overall stability. I have to help her change her way of thinking as soon as possible.
But tonight, my master wouldn't let her eat. Treatment...oh! She'll die like that...
All right, I saved some of my food and got some medicine for external injuries from the slave doctor, then secretly took it down to the dungeon.
What a kind fellow I am, Siegfried.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, March 14, 1505.
They found out about me bringing food and medicine eight days ago, and I was hung up for seven days...
Well, my masters do have some flaws in their personalities, but after I properly reflected on my actions, they forgave me.
But I never saw that little girl again. I also made sure not to ask anyone about her, though something just felt...off!
This state of mind isn't good...I hope they put on a "show" executing some members of the Revolutionary Army soon. Watching that sort of thing is a great stress reliever.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, July 14, 1505.
I think my master has forgiven me. Lately, I've started singing for him again at dinner.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, September 14, 1505.
My voice is changing—because of my Bard abilities, my voice change came later than usual and hasn't affected me as much. I still sound great when I sing. I can feel my voice changing every day, and it shouldn't be long before I can be "reborn through fire."
But my adult voice will be different, after all. I need to change my singing style. I hope my master will still like it.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, December 14, 1505.
I failed again today. My master isn't interested in this singing style. This won't do. I need to come up with something.]
[Sea Circle Calendar, January 1, 1506.
I've fallen out of favor a little lately. My master hasn't listened to me sing for several days, and some slaves have started daring to sneer at me.
But on New Year's Day, my master still called on me to sing at the banquet!
Saint Rosward was there as a guest. I was honored...
But the guest seemed to say something to my master. Afterward, my master looked at me strangely?]
[Sea Circle Calendar, January 10, 1506.
(I'm filling in today's diary aboard a ship!)
Damn stupid pig! Damn Siegfried!
Sig, what were you thinking?
If you'd had even a little sense, you wouldn't have waited until you were about to be castrated to realize that all Celestial Dragons are stupid pigs, bastards, parasites of the world!
When I woke up today, I was already strapped to an operating table, and the slave doctor was about to cut into me. Thank goodness that, as I got further into the Acting Method, my physical abilities improved even though I hadn't advanced. I woke up in time.
He hadn't expected a singer who looked so frail to have a constitution comparable to that of a young pirate who'd made it to Mary Geoise.
The slave doctor told me that the stupid pig had found a way to stop my voice from changing: castration followed by hormone injections...
Damn bastard, Charlos...and Rosward...He must've told Charlos that day! You're all going to die...
No! All Celestial Dragons deserve to die!
When he saw I was awake, the slave doctor prepared to inject me with anesthetic again. I desperately tried to stall him with words...
Thank goodness for the Spectator's abilities. They let me read the personalities of people around me with great accuracy, but all I could do was stall. I still couldn't manage Psychological Suggestion...
Someone, save me...
Are there any pirates who aren't afraid of dying? What about the Revolutionary Army?
Fortunately, a warning alarm sounded just then.
Several guards rushed in and told the slave doctor and me to evacuate.]
"What's happening?" Sig asked the guard nervously.
The guard saw Siegfried. His eyes held contempt, but he did his best to act respectful. "Some stupid Fish-Men are rioting and setting fires everywhere...All right, we can handle it. Just hide somewhere."
After all, this was a slave their master favored, so the guard kept up an appearance of patience!
Sig froze at that. A Fish-Man riot? Setting fires?
Could it be...
Sig suddenly felt that today was the day he would officially begin acting as a "Sailor"!
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