ONE PIECE: THE CHILD OF GOD - CHAPTER 1 (Patreon)

First I would like to make a few pointers.

• One, the MC character is being isekaided into the world of One Piece in the body of a infant Adam from SHUUMATSU NO VALKYRIE: RECORD OF RAGNAROK.

• The MC real name also happens to be Adam purely by coincidence, or who knows, perhaps the one that sent him there found the Adam pun funny enough.

• While he has Adam’s body, he won’t immediately know how to use his powers, in technical terms his body is the perfect hardware, but his mind still operates on a old operative system, meaning he will have some troubles adapting and learning how to use the might that comes with having such a body.

• This story is set quite a few years before canon even started, for a point of reference Ace is one year old, while our MC is 10 years old.

• Again, I can’t stress this enough while powerful our Adam has no battle experience, and will have to train learn how to use his body, after all, power is meaningless without skill.

• What about the Eyes of the Lord? Well he has them, but he doesn’t know how to activate them, like I said, he will learn little by little how to use the body he was given.

• Is he weak then? Hell no, he still has the absurd amount of strength one would expect from Adam From Ragnarok even as a child, he simply has no experience in fighting beyond the few fights he had in highschool.

With that said, enjoy.

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The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the blinding sun high in the sky flashing me, followed by what appeared to be an apple blocking some of the glare of light the sun was throwing at me.

Frowning, I stood up from where I was, noticing in the process of standing up, I had been in the ground all along, instead of my very expensive comfy bed.

“Well this is weird,” I muttered, finding a new surprise, my voice, it sounded like that of a child.

Putting my voice aside for a moment, I looked around trying to see if I recognized the area, but found nothing familiar, only trees and sand, which made me come to the conclusion I was on a beach of some kind.

Back to the voice, I coughed a few times trying to see if that would help in my predicament, perhaps it would clear my throat and my voice would recover going back to its original state.

“Testing,” Unfortunately my cough strategy did nothing to alleviate or change my situation, for my voice remained the same.

Sitting back on the ground with a sigh, I started to ruminate over the possible reasons for my voice to be different, when all of the sudden, I realized I was feeling uncharacteristically shivery, as the cold wind of the beach brushed against my most private parts.

I frowned at that, looking at my body, already with a few guesses as to why I was feeling cold, maybe I was naked, or my clothes had holes to let the air come through, though I was personally betting for naked option, after all it wasn’t that out of the park thinking that, I mean, I had woken up in a beach alone, when the nearest beach to my house was seven hundred miles away, so it was safe to assume I had been kidnapped or something.

And if I go by that line of thinking, being naked in an unknown location just fits the bill.

“Huh,” I muttered, finding that my theory about my nakedness was somewhat correct, I mean, I did have a fig leaf covering my dick, which made this very ironic, considering my name was Adam.

As I chuckled at the very opportunistic joke life had thrown at me, I realized something, my body, was considerably smaller than I was used to.

My hands, feet and body were small, too small.

“Voice, and body…” I muttered in mild shock, reaching to grab the fig leaf covering my most private part, to see the one part of my body I had yet to see.

Sure enough, as soon as I removed the leaf from its biblical God given location, I found not what I was used to working with, but… something that would land me in jail under normal circumstances.

“Is it bad I’m more worried about my dick being smaller, than everything else?” I muttered, questioning my sanity.

The funny thing was, I wasn’t questioning my sanity in regards to what I was experiencing which I should, but because of how calm about it I was… like, I was okay with everything so far, maybe a bit annoyed sure, but not angry or scared, not even sad…

Well, I suppose being calm is better than being well… not calm.

So now what? Body of a child, in the middle of a beach.. I think I have yet to see water, so I can’t confirm if I am on a beach or not, the point is I am lost, and with an unfamiliar body.

Maybe this was a dream?

No, that didn’t feel right… somehow I just couldn’t believe that.

“Maybe I got isekaided?” I muttered with a shrug, finding that somehow I didn’t reject that idea, how ludicrous was that?

Isekaided… well, I suppose that would explain the new body, and stuff, now the question is, where the frick I am…?

Sighing, and knowing full well I had no experience in survival, I picked a random direction and started to walk, not without taking a few apples from the tree that had greeted me during my awakening.

“Time to see how far fetched my theory is…” I chuckled, taking a bite of one of the apples I was holding, only to spit every last bit of the apple into the sand.

It literally tasted like shit, no, scratch that, fecal matter would probably taste better, what the hell was going on?! I loved apples, I was raised in a freaking farm that farmed apples!

Without realizing, as I mentally ranted about the apple tasting like crap, I took another bite, and once again, I found myself spitting everything out.

“So, I don’t like them, but I can’t stop biting them,” I sighed, realizing my body wanted to bite the apples for some unknown masochist reason, well fuck that, if I can taste the apples like I used to, I won’t freaking eat them, from now on, I am pear man.

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It took me two hours to find anything new in my naked journey to civilization, unfortunately instead of finding people, I found the beach, which at least confirmed I was indeed of a beach, now what to do?

“Hey kid!?” I heard someone shout.

I turned around to find who was yelling, to find the most ugliest woman I had ever laid my eyes on, “Holy fuck she’s ugly,” I muttered.

As the woman in question approached me.

The woman was a rather tall and overweight lady with long, orange, curly hair and a big, masculine face. She was wearing a white collar shirt, a pink beaded necklace, and chequered trousers that held up with a large belt.

What made her ugly wasn’t any of that, but that her body proportions were all over the place, for one, I was sure her face was three times bigger than a normal person, her body everything looked like it came out of a cartoon.

“What the heck are you doing here?!” The ugly ugly ugly woman demanded. I kinda feel like I missed an ugly.

“I’m lost,” I shrugged.

The hideously unsightly unattractive repulsive grotesque woman frowned, “Why are ya naked then?”

“I dunno,” I shrugged once again.

“God damn it… Garp is really rubbing off on me… follow me brat…” The woman ordered, and considering my options, I did as I was told, following her.