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One Piece: Veteran of the Roger Pirates

[Original Logia-Type Bobo-Bobo Fruit] [Veteran of the Roger Pirates] [Master of the Legendary Gold–Silver–Bronze–Iron Ranking System] [Ultimate Orange Juice Cultivator] [First-Ever Face-Fruit Ability User — boosts charisma based on how cool you act] . He was there when Roger reached the top. He was there when the world fell into chaos. He’s been called many names — Legend, Scoundrel, Uncle Kale... But for Kyle, everything changed one afternoon when he was just six years old. “A-Ace?!” Wait. No. That wasn’t Ace… That was his DAD! The one and only Gol D. Roger, in his prime! “Little Kyle, I like your spirit. Want to set sail with us? Come see what this ocean really looks like.” And just like that, history veered off course. Who could say no to the Pirate King himself? Decades Later — Marineford Summit War Just as tensions reach their peak… A golden flash splits the sky. A dashing, casually OP middle-aged man descends like a divine punishment. “Yo~ Sorry to interrupt. But my troublesome little nephew forgot it’s dinner time.” The world watches in silence. The admirals freeze. Whitebeard raises an eyebrow. And Luffy? Luffy just shouts: “UNCLE!!!” He vanished from history... only to return at the climax of the era. Who is Kyle? What secrets did he carry from the Age of Roger? And just how many ridiculous powers does one man need?! Skip the filler. Embrace the chaos. Enjoy the drip. This is the story of Kyle — the forgotten monster of the seas.
Night_Shard_2153 · 34.8k Views

The Only Answer Is DEATH! (唯一の答えは...DEATH!)

In the sprawling, neon-lit labyrinth of Tokyo, Yasakchiru Mahitaro's life has always been a quiet torment. At 37, trapped in the grueling grind of a supermarket known for overwork and ruthless management, his days are filled with exhaustion, ridicule, and the unshakable shadow of a childhood tragedy. Framed for a fellow student's death, ostracized, and scarred by a world that never forgave him, Mahitaro has spent decades wandering through life like a ghost, surviving but never living. One night, pushed beyond the edge of despair, he ends his life-but death is not the end. Awakening in his own past, he is given a second chance, though it comes tangled with the memories of every failure, every loss, and every death he endured. Trapped in endless loops of time, Mahitaro faces a cruel reality: no matter what he does, fate has a way of repeating itself, and the faces of those he loves-and those who torment him-return with relentless precision. Through the haze of depression and the sting of grief, Mahitaro begins to fight back. With each reset, he searches for patterns, allies, and answers, uncovering the dark figure that has haunted his loops: a mysterious red-haired student whose cruelty and cunning seem limitless. Alongside him is Barisu Vultari, a brilliant but enigmatic peer whose knowledge of time theory may be Mahitaro's only hope of breaking free. The Only Answer Is DEATH! ( 唯一の答えは死だ!) is an emotional, harrowing journey through despair, rage, and resilience. Every reset brings heartbreak, every choice carries the weight of countless lives, and every loop forces Mahitaro to confront the darkest truths about humanity-and himself. This is a story of horror, heartbreak, and the fragile sparks of hope that survive even in the most relentless cycles of time. Season - 2 - Desciption: In Tokyo's neon-lit sprawl, fourteen-year-old Mahitaro walks a world he has already bled to save. Past loops haunt him-bloodied streets, the shattered bodies of his brother Yasuke and closest friend Gekidō, the lives he could not save. Every scream, every death, is etched into his mind, yet tonight he steps again into a storm he cannot escape. A bright day at Tokyo's newest amusement park descends into nightmare. Mahitaro, Gekidō, and the now-adult Yasuke face rides meant for laughter-where steel cables snap, restraints twist into deadly snares, and hidden mechanisms lie in wait. In a world where a single misstep can mean death, Mahitaro moves with the precision of one who has survived a thousand grotesque deaths, each more horrifying than the last. From the shadows, Eruto Kaiju watches-a figure once close in a past future, now consumed by bitterness and revenge. Alongside a masked, enigmatic old gran gran, he orchestrates carnage with cruel intent. Blood spills, screams echo through neon light, and Mahitaro teeters on the edge of despair, tested to the limits of sanity and resolve. As loops press relentlessly, each death more grotesque than the last, Mahitaro faces a chilling truth: he cannot save everyone. Yet in the darkness, amid suffering and terror, a fragile spark remains-a burning resolve to protect the family he loves so dearly once more. Every heartbeat, every step, becomes a battle against fate itself, in a tale of relentless horror, shattered innocence, and the haunting question: how much can a person endure before the world finally breaks them?
Shyzuli_Lolz · 13.4k Views

Horror Trainee Program

DISCLAIMER: This story is not owned by me. All rights belong to the original author and copyright holder. This copy is provided for offline reading purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended, and if the rightful owner requests removal, it will be taken down immediately. The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
zarawang · 30k Views