The Donquixote Family

[Brain Storage]

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"Don't come over here!!!" A heart-wrenching roar, filled with both terror and confusion, echoed through the quiet internet cafe.

Before anyone could even process their confusion, an even more violent sound erupted.

"Bang!"

"Crash!!!"

"Screech..."

"Holy mother of—! This is the third floor! How the hell did a cargo truck fly up here?" Even until the moment his consciousness faded, the man still couldn't wrap his head around that mystery.

In the world of One Piece, on the outskirts of the Flevance Kingdom in the North Blue, inside a secluded room of a small courtyard in an unnamed town, two children were present—one lying down, one sitting.

The one lying down was a boy of about ten years old. His forehead was wrapped in gauze, and thin trickles of fresh blood were staining the bandages red.

The boy was currently unconscious, but the unnaturally twisted expression on his face revealed that he was enduring unspeakable agony.

The girl sitting on the edge of the bed was about six years old. She looked at the boy with a face full of worry, her hands clasped together in a prayer.

"Gray-sama! Please wake up! You said you would always need me!"

"Almighty God! If you can truly hear me, please answer my plea!" Baby-5 prayed silently in her heart, her gaze never leaving the boy named Gray on the bed.

Perhaps this world truly had gods, and perhaps a god had heard her prayer. Amidst her desperate longing, the boy finally showed a reaction.

"Don't come over here!!!" The boy on the bed suddenly bolted upright and shouted the words at the top of his lungs.

"Damn! My head hurts!" It took no more than three seconds from waking up to uttering those words before the boy fainted again.

"Gray-sama!" Baby-5 gasped. She had been on the verge of joy, but seeing the boy collapse again, her mood plummeted, and she was instantly at a loss for what to do.

"Gray-sama!" Helpless, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Baby-5: "Young Master! Yes. The Young Master must know how to handle this."

As she spoke, Baby-5 immediately ran outside: "Young Master! Young Master! Gray has woken up!"

Just as Baby-5 ran out the door, a yellow-haired man wearing sunglasses, followed by a bustling group, had already stormed in: "No need to shout, Baby-5! We already heard!"

This yellow-haired man was the captain of the Donquixote Family, Donquixote Doffy.

Upon entering, Doffy looked toward the boy on the bed. Seeing the boy frowning in his sleep, he immediately ordered: "Ship doctor!"

Without needing a second command, a nameless underling stepped forward to check the situation.

Though he lacked a name, the underling's professional skills were quite decent. Within moments, he had assessed the situation.

"Young Master, Gray is much better now. If he hadn't woken up this time, he might have remained a vegetable for the rest of his life."

"His current state is just a protective coma due to the pain; after all, the injury was to the brain."

"He will wake up in a few hours at most. As for what happens after that... we'll have to see." After reporting what he knew, the underling shut his mouth and stood aside obediently.

Doffy remained silent for a long while before turning to leave with his crew: "Baby-5, remember to notify me when Gray wakes up."

"Since he has joined the family, the family will not treat him poorly. This time, I will take out a Devil Fruit to compensate him."

"Just take good care of Gray! As for the rest of you—meeting!"

"Hai! Young Master!" Baby-5 instinctively agreed, then immediately began to mutter to herself in a daze: "Ah! Was I... needed?"

Because she had been abandoned by her parents, Baby-5 had psychological issues, leading many fans to call her the "Giveaway Wife!"

After Doffy led the group out, he turned and walked toward the adjacent hall.

Behind him followed the snot-monster Trebol, the tsundere Diamante, the double-agent Corazon, the mask-wearing Gladius, Senor Pink—who was one with his sunglasses, the doll-voiced Pica, the rotund Machvise, and the blonde Jora.

Of course, there was one last person, the little fatty Buffalo who was huddled in the corner, currently lacking any presence.

Everyone sat down in turn. Doffy scanned the room, his forehead covered in shadows. No one could see the look in his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, nor did anyone know what he was thinking, but the heavy atmosphere made everyone's breathing feel a bit labored.

After a long silence, Doffy said in a low voice: "Corazon, you went too far this time!"

Hearing this, Corazon, who was playing the role of a mute spy, hurriedly gestured: "Ugh! Ugh!"

"I know you didn't mean to kill him!" Doffy cut off Corazon's attempt to speak: "Every time you beat them, I just assumed you were training them."

"We chose to be pirates. As long as we are thieves for a day, we are thieves for a lifetime."

"For pirates, the law of the jungle is normal. If you die, you can only blame your own lack of strength."

"But... that applies to external enemies. Since they joined the Donquixote Family, they are our family."

"For family, the Donquixote Family has an obligation to protect its unripened seedlings."

Hearing this, Corazon fell silent. He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a rebuttal. After all, he couldn't reveal that he was only trying to stop children from joining the Donquixote Family, so he could only nod helplessly.

Seeing Corazon back down, Doffy continued: "This accident is Corazon's fault. He is my brother, and I am the head of the family; I have a responsibility to answer for this. As compensation, give the Spin-Spin Fruit to Gray!"

"Trebol, you make a trip. Go to the family warehouse and bring the Devil Fruit over."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't worry, Doffy!" Trebol replied with a nod, his nose running and a large quilt draped over his shoulders.

"Gray! Come here quickly!" In his unconscious state, Gray felt as if he were suffering from sleep paralysis; he wanted to wake up but couldn't, sensing only a loop of memory fragments playing in his mind.

In these memories, he had transformed into a child named "Gray."

"Gray! Run!" The dazed child was carried by two adults, weaving through the twists and turns of a magnificent palace.

After an unknown amount of time, they reached a hidden room where one of the dignified men opened a trapdoor. "Gray, go now, and don't come back."

The man urged him on, fighting back the sorrow in his eyes, while the woman holding the boy wept uncontrollably, her voice trembling with grief: "Gray, go!"

"Never come back!"

"And don't even think about revenge!"

"Just live on!"

"Remember, from now on your name is Fullbuster Gray. That is the only name you have."

"And~ we love you!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the boy was pushed into the tunnel, and the trapdoor was slammed shut behind him.

Before the boy could even process the situation, a series of hissing sounds erupted from behind him. When he turned around, his eyes widened in horror.

A gaping maw lunged toward him, swallowing the boy whole in a single bite...

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