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Pop!
Under the glittering sunlight, a shimmering bubble drifted upward, caught the light in a dozen colors, and burst.
Beneath a thick old tree, Kyle knelt on the ground, hands tied behind his back, head bowed in silence. Behind him, a pitch‑black rifle muzzle rested firmly against the back of his skull.
"Execute him."
Major Koby barked the order, tearing his gaze away from the black‑haired boy. A flicker of regret crossed his eyes.
Everyone knew the kid wasn't at fault—yet he still had to die.
Damn Celestial Dragons…Koby cursed silently.
If things were fair, someone like this kid would've had a bright future as a soldier under him. But fairness meant nothing. If the Celestial Dragon didn't see the boy's corpse, then Koby would become the corpse.
Bang!
The thought barely formed before the gunshot cracked through the air.
Just like that, it was over. One more kid who pissed off a noble—one of the hundreds, maybe thousands throughout the ages—fated to die the moment they offended that kind of monster.
Koby sighed and turned to leave.
Being stationed in the Sabaody Archipelago meant facing scenes like this all the time.
This was simply the fate he'd been given—and Koby was a man who believed in fate.
But after taking a few steps, he noticed something strange.None of the marines behind him had moved.
"What are you standing around for? Pick up the body and get rid of it!"
Koby snapped as he turned.
But the moment he faced them, his pupils shrank.
Shock. Disbelief.
His already stern face drained of color.
At the boy's feet, the ground had a small bullet hole. The air still carried the faint smell of gunpowder—the kind unique to standard‑issue marine rifles.
"He's… not dead?"
"How is that possible?"
"The bullet went straight through the back of his head… it should've come out his forehead…"
The marines' voices trembled, filled with panic.
Koby forced himself to react. He stared at the black‑haired boy—who was now slowly lifting his head.
From the moment they'd arrested him, the kid had been unnervingly calm. Even facing death, he hadn't shown a shred of fear.
And now, even with a bullet straight to the brain, he still wasn't dead.
The boy's eyes were dark, bottomless, disturbingly calm—as if he had expected this.
Koby' gaze dropped to the boy's forehead.Not even a scratch—like the bullet had never touched him.
Koby' eye twitched."Use a blade."
The marine behind the boy hesitated, then drew his sword.
He understood the order: beheading.
This kid was unnatural—bullets couldn't kill him.
The next moment, the blade flashed downward, slicing clean across the boy's neck.
Everyone saw it. Clear as day. The strike hit. No mistake.
And yet—
The boy remained kneeling there, perfectly intact.His head did not fall.His calm eyes still stared straight ahead.
Worse—there was mockery in them now.
"What the hell are you?"
Koby roared.
Nothing made sense. Guns didn't work. Beheading didn't work.
This brat was a monster.
Kyle didn't answer. His mind was elsewhere.After two deaths today, the two new points on his mysterious panel caught his attention.
About ten days ago, he had woken up in this world as a gardener serving a noble on the Sabaody Archipelago. He'd even made a few good friends.
Life was bearable—until the noble came home.
A fat, richly dressed man had stormed back in a rage after some humiliation outside. And he dumped every ounce of that fury onto the servants.
Four of Kyle's friends were beaten to death.A girl he was close to… died in a way he could barely force himself to remember. Stripped, thrown into a pot, steamed alive, then burned.
Kyle never imagined humans could be that cruel.
These friends had treated him kindly despite him being a slave—especially that girl. She always snuck him extra food, and her face would turn pink whenever their eyes met.
So when it was his turn, Kyle snapped.
He fought back with everything he had—only to get shot through the heart.
And in that moment, he discovered the first truth about this new life:
He couldn't die.
Any attack that should kill him simply… didn't.
He could feel pain. He could be injured.But death never stuck.
Thanks to this strange immortality, Kyle died twenty‑three times in one night before killing the noble and all thirty‑two of his guards.
Then he ran.
And today, he bumped into a Celestial Dragon. Then Major Koby caught him.
Sometimes, he couldn't help mocking his own twisted fate. Other transmigrators showed up as eight‑year‑old admirals, ten‑year‑old Yonko, conquering the world…
And here he was—a slave.
And still no idea what the "points" on his panel were for, only that they increased every time he died.
"Devil Fruit user?"
Seeing the boy remain silent, Koby made his own conclusion.
Something this bizarre could only be explained by a Devil Fruit.
He tried shooting him five more times.Beheading three more times.Still nothing.
No method could kill this boy.
"Take him back to the branch base. Use seastone cuffs. Or seawater."
Koby ordered sharply.
The marines obeyed immediately, dragging Kyle away.
"Find out everything about him."
"I want to know exactly what this kid is."
A boy who couldn't be killed—that was beyond strange. Koby had never seen a power like this.
It stirred something in him—curiosity.He wanted to test more.To see if anything could actually kill him.
After all… how could a person truly be unkillable?
Just as they reached the base, the gate sentry saluted, then whispered:
"The Vice Admiral is here."
Koby froze, tension shooting through him.
To him, there was only one "Vice Admiral."
"Try fire!"
"Try seawater! Poison! Cannons! Every method you can think of!"
"Let's see if anything can kill him!"
Koby barked at the marines, waving them off.
Then he straightened his uniform and hurried into the base toward the offices.
Kyle stayed silent.
He was far more interested in those growing points on his panel.
Every death increased them.
And deep inside…
He wanted to know too—
Was there anything in this world that could kill him?
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