Sea Year 1495

Could one person's altered life trajectory have a major impact on the world?

The butterfly effect was surely a widely known concept.

Somewhere in the sky, a tiny butterfly gently flapped its wings, disturbing the air.

Much later, the faint current of air it created might bring about a storm in some distant place.

Later generations used it as a metaphor for tiny factors causing severe, unpredictable consequences.

Then could an ordinary person change the entire world?

The answer was yes—but only if you knew what would happen in that world. Then, when that world was stirred by the wings of an unexpected little butterfly,

what might arise would be towering waves capable of detonating the world.

But for Abraham Dawn, he would rather not have known any of it, nor would he rather have come to this world.

Sea Year 1495.

Somewhere in the uncharted regions of the Grand Line stood an incomparably magical island.

Seagulls wheeled through the sky, crying without pause. The salty sea breeze blew past, and even from the very center of the island, Dawn could smell that distinct scent of the ocean in the wind.

Compared to the raging sea, this place felt like a home that could put people at ease.

After all, no matter how terrible the weather became, it would never sink the land, allowing creatures of the land to survive and reproduce.

If one were to ask where the most brutal weather in the world could be found, everyone in this world would give a definite answer.

It was the latter half of the Grand Line—the New World.

If the weather were merely a little worse, it could still be called a normal change in ocean weather.

After all, the sea had always been merciless.

But the latter half of the Grand Line was enough to make people pale at its mention, a fitting representative of "hell."

This was where every disaster converged. One second, the sun might be warm overhead like spring; the next, a blizzard could descend.

Howling winds, tsunamis, hail falling from the sky, undercurrents, thunderstorms—countless disasters beyond imagination filled the place.

And across this peculiar sea, islands were as numerous as the stars.

Combined with the New World's ever-changing weather,

almost every island possessed a different ecosystem.

On every small island, creatures evolved differently according to the environment. It could even be said that each island formed its own unique little world.

Although Dawn was on this uninhabited island, fortunately, its weather was relatively mild and highly suitable for human survival.

Not only was the climate pleasant, but there was no need to worry about food.

Food was everywhere: ramen waterfalls, meatball trees, juice fountains, and other strange foods that could never have been found in his previous life. This place had everything.

It could be said that this land covered in delicacies was practically a vacation paradise.

Of course, that was only if one ignored the island's dangers...

In reality, this island was formed from several enormous carnivorous plants floating on the sea, known as Stomach Baron.

All across the island grew plants bearing incomparably delicious, enticing food.

The aroma released by that food attracted vast numbers of sea beasts that followed the scent here, including even ferocious Sea Kings.

If one looked at it from above, the island resembled a blooming flower.

But at the flower's center was Stomach Baron's mouth. When feeding, it opened its huge jaws and closed the outer "petals," causing its prey to fall into its mouth.

Thus, a peculiar rule had formed here.

The farther toward the island's outer edge one went, the stronger the creatures became. The farther inward one went, the safer it became instead.

Because the deeper inside one went, the more one became immersed in the food and grew enormously fat, naturally posing little threat.

It could be said that without tremendous willpower, this was an island one could enter but never leave.

But for Abraham Dawn, this perhaps counted as a fairly decent start.

After all, the child he had been reborn into was an unlucky kid captured by Slave Catchers.

As for how he had ended up here, that required telling the story that had put Dawn through emotional twists and turns like a roller coaster.

He retained only memories from the past two years; anything earlier was a complete blank.

At first, this unlucky child had merely been an ordinary brat forced to survive by stealing and robbing. The only thing proving his identity was a nameplate around his neck engraved with a name.

Aside from being made of an exceptionally hard material, the nameplate had no other special qualities.

Then, one day, the brat had failed to watch where he was going and stole from a pirate drunk out of his mind. That was when tragedy struck.

The pirate he had assumed was too drunk to notice easily caught him, and a single punch left him unable to resist.

He might have been beaten to death on the spot by the drunken pirate's rage, but fortunately, he had delicate, handsome features, so the pirate happily sold him to a Slave Catcher group he knew in exchange for booze.

Later, just as the despairing Abraham Dawn believed he could not escape becoming a slave, the Slave Catchers were attacked by a warship led by a Marine Commodore.

The child was beaten to the brink of death amid the chaotic battle, allowing Zhang Dawn's soul from another world to transmigrate into him.

After being rescued, he inherited the child's name. For some time afterward, he watched the Marines train in the Marine Six Powers from the deck.

Perhaps they saw no need to be wary of a little kid.

Moreover, during the voyage, the warship encountered several pirate crews.

When soldiers were injured, Dawn understood the importance of showing his value. With the ship's doctor too busy to cope, he took the initiative and demonstrated skilled surgical suturing.

Afterward, Dawn used his mature mindset to get along with everyone around him. Over time, they grew accustomed to him watching their training nearby.

After all, in everyone's eyes, the child would most likely be sent to a Marine base for training. He would encounter the Marine Six Powers sooner or later and was destined to become a Marine.

At worst, with such skilled surgical suturing at such a young age, he could become an excellent Marine doctor in the future. No one bothered to chase him away.

But no one imagined that five- or six-year-old Abraham Dawn housed an adult soul.

Having possessed an adult's way of thinking long ago, he had memorized the training methods early on.

Although he only had detailed training methods for three techniques—Shave, Paper Art, and Tekkai—Dawn was already quite satisfied.

After all, after transmigrating into the world of pirates, the safest start was to be among the Marines.

Not only were resources plentiful and his strength could be developed systematically, but the Marine training period was also very safe.

Abraham Dawn had thought he had stumbled upon a great start after transmigrating, but as he happily clung to that idea, tragedy struck.

Simply put, the Slave Catcher group that had been wiped out clearly had someone backing it. It was the kind of situation where beating the small ones brought out the big ones.

While the two sides were locked in fierce battle, their battlefield was happily struck by Sea Kings lured over by the scent released from the Boin Archipelago.

Thus, Abraham Dawn, whose fate had already taken countless twists and turns, had no choice but to swim desperately toward that island filled with temptations after falling into the sea.

Fortunately, because the island was full of food, the carnivorous sea beasts and Sea Kings nearby had clearly lost all interest in a morsel too small to fill the gaps between their teeth.

That was why Dawn had been able to stagger all the way into the inner ring of the Boin Archipelago.

Although he had been stranded on a Desolate Island, countless kinds of delicious food surrounded him, and the pleasant weather made it feel like an ideal vacation spot.

Yet faced with such beautiful and magical scenery, the boy could not be happy no matter what, because this was no longer his original world.

And this place was not as wonderful as he had imagined!

As a pirate fan in his previous life, Abraham Dawn naturally recognized this island—and the sea beasts around it that had eaten themselves into balls—as the island Usopp had once been stranded on in his previous life: the Boin Archipelago!