One Piece: Invincible from the Start Chapter 1

One Piece: Invincible from the Start Author: Xin Jia

Introduction:

([One Piece] + [Adventure] + [Hero] + [Invincible]) Commoner: "Heroes, who on earth are you guys?" Pirate: "Who on earth are you guys?" Navy: "Are you guys the ones trying to steal our capes?" Kuta: "Since you earnestly and sincerely asked, I will mercifully tell you. To prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the world..." Author yells: "You guys, did you walk into the wrong theater!" Actually, this is a story about a time-traveler who sets sail to have adventures and be a hero on the grand ocean, taking along his childhood sweetheart who grew up with him and a few little companions.

In front of me, "distance"—what is that?

East Blue.

Shimotsuki Village.

Isshin Dojo.

From the dojo came a chorus of “Heh! Heh! Heh!” and the swishing sound of bamboo swords cutting through the air.

On the lawn under the cherry blossom tree in the backyard, a silver-haired little boy of about eleven years old was lying.

He had a book covering his face, titled "Log of an Unknown Navigator".

The spring breeze blew, and cherry blossom petals fluttered, shining brightly under the morning sunlight alongside the yet-to-evaporate dew.

"Kuta, how come you're slacking off again."

A little girl of about ten years old, wearing a white t-shirt, large baggy shorts, and having dark blue hair, ran out of the dojo carrying a bamboo sword.

Her cheeks, still bearing a childlike chubbiness, puffed up, and a pair of sparkling large eyes reflected the fluttering cherry blossoms as she looked at the little boy lying under the tree.

"It's time to train."

Kuta, who was lying under the tree enjoying the early morning sun, picked up the book placed in front of him to block the sunlight, revealing a cute and delicate little face underneath.

He squinted his eyes, gazed up at the little girl standing to the side, yawned, and gently shook his head.

"Oh, it's Kuina! The weather is so nice, let me sleep a little longer, un... just a little longer."

The warm sunlight was very comfortable and cozy, making him narrow his eyes again and roll over.

Kuina looked at Kuta's salted-fish appearance, rolled her eyes helplessly, pouted, squatted down, and pulled his hand while shaking it.

"Kuta..., get up already..., why are you so lazy lately? Clearly, you used to train like your life depended on it."

With his eyes still closed, he said lazily: "Who knows! Maybe my period has arrived! I just don't want to move."

"Kuta..." Kuina forcefully shook off Kuta's hand, clenched her fist, and lightly punched him a few times.

"Can't you say something human."

"I hit a bottleneck recently, and working hard doesn't do much. I went to ask Master, and he said once you gain enlightenment you'll naturally break through, which sounds like total nonsense. I'm thinking about how to smash through this bottleneck."

"That means, Kuta, you'll be able to reach the Swordmaster Realm soon? That's amazing!" Kuina looked at Kuta with a face full of smiles.

Then, as if she thought of something, her expression gradually turned from joy to worry.

"Hey! Kuta, when do you think I can become a swordmaster? Father always says female swordsmen have flaws and can never become the strongest. I understand what the flaw is, but I'm not resigned to it!"

Feeling the grip on his arm gradually tighten, Kuta turned to his side and opened his eyes.

His pupils were pale blue with silver mist, and nebulas drifted around them, looking just like the starry sky on a summer night, making anyone who looked at them unable to help sinking into them.

His otherwise mediocre facial features, coupled with these ultimate beautiful eyes, instantly became even more handsome.

Kuta's gentle eyes gazed at Kuina, extended

his right hand, smoothed out her frown, placed his warm large hand over her head, rubbed it, and spoke in a firm and powerful voice.

"Of course, Kuina will definitely become the strongest female swordmaster in the world in the future, promise me, Kuina."

"What..."

"Don't hesitate, don't be sad, you just need to keep a firm will and move forward. With me here, you will definitely become the strongest."

Hearing Kuta's encouraging voice, Kuina leaned down, rested her head on Kuta's chest, listened to his slow and powerful heartbeat, and gradually let go of the confusion in her heart.

"Un... Kuta, it's so good to have you."

Then her voice gradually grew firm.

"I promise you."

Kuta squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun, a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

It had been almost five years since he came to this world, and he still hadn't figured out how he had time-traveled in the first place.

He was originally an ordinary programmer and wage slave on Earth, with his original name being Li Xiaokong. When he first arrived in this world, due to the language barrier, he even thought he had traveled to ancient Japan because everyone spoke Japanese.

In the very beginning, neither Koshiro nor Kuina understood what he was saying. When he told them his name, they could only catch the single character Kong, so they kept calling him by that name ever since.

One character was fine! Later, feeling that a single character didn't sound good, he added tai to the back.

Because he grew up in an orphanage since childhood, his personality was reclusive and introverted, and he didn't have many friends. Coupled with his obsession with ACG during his university years, he completely became a happy fat otaku.

At thirty years old, he had a car and a house, but no hair and no wife.

He had originally planned to start applying himself and work hard to find a girlfriend, but who knew that upon waking up, he was actually floating on the ocean.

His Sealy big bed was gone, his one-hundred-and-twenty-square-meter three-bedroom flat was gone, and his body had turned into a little brat of about five years old.

God knows what kind of mood he was in back then; he still has lingering fear to this day.

Luckily, he had the transmigrator's essential golden finger, which caused his body to mutate during the crossing.

It made his body seem as if it were perpetually residing in another dimension, with countless layers of space shrouding his surface, so that the seawater could never reach him.

Thus he drifted on the ocean for two days, and fortunately he did not encounter any attacking marine beasts during this time.

Just as he was about to faint from hunger, he met Koshiro, who had come out to the island on business.

At first he could not control his ability freely.

No one could touch his body; at the distance of one finger away from him, they could no longer advance.

Only when he wished it could others touch him.

In about a year after coming to this world, he gradually learned the language of this world and figured out that this world was actually the Pirate King world, which explained why he had always felt like he had seen Koshiro somewhere before.

As for why his eyes and hair turned silver-white, he had also basically figured it out.

Simply put, when crossing through time and space, his body

underwent a mutation, and he called this mutated constitution the "Spatial Constitution".

This constitution was constantly emitting layers of space at all times, thus stacking infinite space around his body.

The closer one was to him, the more layers of space there were, and relatively speaking the distance was actually further away; it looked right before one's eyes, but it was actually worlds apart.

Only when he wanted to let others approach him could they cross this infinite space to contact him, which was also the reason why he did not sink into the sea when he first transmigrated.

In the following few years, he gradually mastered a part of this ability, causing the infinite space on the outer periphery of his body to become active.

Thus he could manage to expand it outward, transforming it into a space similar to a Space Domain. In this space, as long as he was willing, he could achieve the degree of spatial freezing, though of course it also depended on the target's strength.

Moreover, the more layers there were and the greater the control, the more physical and mental energy it consumed.

Because of the spatialization of his constitution, it allowed him to see the dense spatial nodes around him, which enabled him to step on the spatial nodes to perform Teleportation, and this kind of Teleportation was as relaxed and leisurely as walking normally.

The mutation brought by the transmigration was not just physical; his spirit was also greatly enhanced, and in less than a year of coming to this world, he awakened Observation Haki.

This allowed his spirit to attach Observation Haki to perceive the spatial nodes around him.

So later on he did not even need to use his eyes to look at the spatial nodes; after all, visual range was limited, while the spirit had no limits.

Although looking at it right now, he seemed to have already become invincible, that was just defense; if his attack was no good, he could only watch the enemy helplessly with nothing he could do, and this way he could not protect the people around him either.

When he first learned that this was the Pirate King world, he was actually very scared, as heaven knows what kind of ability in this world could kill him.

Subsequent discoveries made him gradually put down his unease.

Because he found that his body was growing stronger every moment, which should be an additional benefit brought by the infinite space around his body, and moreover, along with his growth, this change was further increasing.

Coupled with his desperate training, he believed that it would not take long before he reached the point of awakening Armament Haki.

This feeling of growing stronger and stronger made him more and more confident, and he believed that he would definitely be able to stand at the peak of this world.

"Kuina," Koshiro's voice came from the dojo at this moment.

"Coming," Kuina, sitting kneeling to one side, replied, quickly standing up and walking into the training hall.

Kuta came back to his senses.

Turning his head to look at Kuina's back, with the bustling noise in the dojo and the childish, unique shouting of challenges ringing in his ears, a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

He slowly stood up, patted the dust off his butt, and bent down to pick up the bamboo sword and books leaning against the tree to the side.

He inserted the bamboo sword into the sword rack nearby, held the book in his left hand, and rested his head in his right hand as he walked toward the dojo.

An interesting fellow had arrived.

Seeing the green-haired little brat standing in the middle of the dojo, standing face-to-face with Kuina, Kuta could not help laughing out loud.

This guy was cute enough, thinking that more swords meant greater strength, and even dropping the bamboo sword clenched in his mouth while speaking.

Was this Zoro? He really was cute enough as a child; bullying him must feel great!

"Hahaha..."

The people around looked at the laughing Kuta with question marks all over their faces.

Hearing the laughter, Zoro furrowed his brows tightly and opened his eyes wide as he looked at Kuta.

His intuition told him that that guy was laughing at him.

"Hey! The silver-haired one over there."

Kuta looked left and right, pointing at himself, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, that's right, stop looking around. What are you laughing at, do you want to fight?"

Kuta waved his hands repeatedly, "You guys continue, I just thought of something happy." Then he covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking, and anyone with eyes could tell he was holding back his laughter.

This silver hair must be laughing at him; once he settled this woman, he would definitely make him realize how formidable he, the great man, was.

Koshiro helplessly glanced sideways at Kuta and reached out to adjust his frames, "Now then, get ready to begin, pay respects to the altar."

Kuina and Zoro turned to face the altar and bowed in salute.

Kuina cast a disdainful glance at the green-haired little brat standing opposite her, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, swept it upward, and slashed forward rapidly.

Because he was fast enough, Zoro didn't have time to counterattack and could only cross his swords above his head.

Clap--!

He had just defended against that sword when another immediately followed, and this time with even greater force, knocking him flying with a single strike and scattering the bamboo swords all over the ground.

"Damn it."

He quickly stood up, picked up two bamboo swords nearby, and turned sideways with one hand forward and one back, striking a Two-Sword Style sword-holding stance.

Kuina looked at Zoro with a slightly odd expression. "Have you ever studied Two-Sword Style swordsmanship?"

"No way! Today is my first time holding a bamboo sword." Zoro glared at Kuina, opening his mouth and shouting loudly.

Damn it, I'm very strong, and I'm going to get even stronger in the future. How could I lose to a woman like this! Then he raised his swords with both hands and rushed toward her with a roar.

"Ah..."

Kuina watched the oncoming Zoro, gripping her sword with both hands to sweep upward, taking a step forward to deliver a fast slash.

Step-in Slash.

It was so fast that Zoro couldn't react at all before the sword struck his forehead.

Clap--!

The crisp sound of the bamboo sword could be heard even outside the dojo. With his eyes rolled back, Zoro froze in place and then collapsed onto the floor.

The sausage-lipped boy, the crew-cut boy, and the chubby glasses-wearing boy, who were watching from the edge of the hall, widened their eyes as they looked at the fallen Zoro.

"Hiss... so painful, so painful, so painful." A-Luo with the crew cut shrank back, his mouth twitching as cold sweat poured down, looking as though he had suffered the exact same fate.

"Why didn't he dodge!" A-Tao with the sausage lips frowned, her face full of confusion.