Chapter 1

In the year 1494 of the Sea Circle Calendar,

near an uninhabited island off the coast of the North Sea.

As the sun set and night fell, a heavily armed merchant ship slowly lowered its sails.

Although the North Sea is not as perilous as the Grand Line, sea beasts over ten meters long are not uncommon. Therefore, the ship anchored near the island early and waited until the next day to continue its voyage.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore..."

Shaken by the shoulder, the child lying on the floor slowly opened his eyes.

The surroundings were dim and the space was narrow and damp; the air was filled with a mix of strange odors, and it was constantly swaying.

A few rays of light filtered through the gaps in the ceiling,

allowing the boy who had just opened his eyes to barely make out a figure beside him.

"Are you hungry? Here—"

As a fruit was passed to him, a terrifying hunger immediately rose in the boy's stomach! His intestines felt as if they were being tightly squeezed by a large hand, desperately trying to extract something from within.

But there was nothing.

Grab!

The boy, lying on the floor, suddenly sat up with an unknown burst of strength, snatched the fruit from the side, and without even noticing the strange patterns, took a fierce bite.

Damn, it's so disgusting!

The taste buds sent a feeling of nausea, making the boy instinctively think of "eating shit."

But—

Bite, swallow; bite, swallow!

Without a moment's pause, he devoured the "fruit" in a few bites, skin and all!

The warmth from the long-awaited fullness in his stomach made the boy, who had just woken up, let out a long sigh.

"Thank you..."

Right, where am I?

And—

Turning his head, he saw that the one who had given him the fruit was a boy around ten years old, with short, messy golden hair, a tattered little suit covered in stains, and a pair of sunglasses even in the cramped cabin.

As if this was his last defiance.

Cabin?

Why do I know this is a cabin?

"You... are..."

"You don't remember me?"

The boy with the sunglasses frowned, a natural aura of violence rising.

But in an instant, he relaxed and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. I heard that after a strong shock... just remember: I am Donquixote Doflamingo, you are Donquixote Rosinante, and we are brothers!"

After saying this, the boy leaned back against the damp cabin wall, weakly waving his hand.

"Don't think too much, just eat and sleep."

"When we reach the North Sea, we will establish our own 'Donquixote' family."

?!

What Donquixote Doflamingo? What Donquixote Rosinante?

Aren't they from the manga One Piece—

A sharp pain in his head interrupted the boy's thoughts, followed by a series of flashes:

"Are you serious? Hominus Sanctus!"

"How can you abandon the status of a god to become a mere mortal?"

A group of people wearing "fishbowls" looked in horror at the man and woman and the two children behind them.

"We are just humans,"

The middle-aged man answered matter-of-factly, and the "fishbowl" heads seemed to hear the declaration of the end of the world, their eyes filled with panic, anger, and hatred.

This is blasphemy, they must die!

The family of four, who had abandoned their "Celestial Dragon" status, settled in a northern "non-affiliated country" to live a peaceful life. But what awaited them was—

"Where are the Celestial Dragons?!"

"Don't let them escape, search quickly!"

When the four "Celestial Dragons'" identities were leaked, countless frenzied civilians swarmed in, their weapons filled with malice.

What followed was endless pursuit, torture, scavenging for food in garbage piles, and being burned in the fire... If it weren't for the awakening of the Conqueror's Haki to stun the frenzied crowd, the family of three would have been burned to ashes long ago.

"It's all your fault!"

Pointing a gun at his father, the golden-haired boy with sunglasses roared.

"I will use your head to reclaim everything that belongs to us!"

...

The memories abruptly stopped, and in the cabin, the boy who had just eaten the strange fruit tilted his head to look at the boy beside him, who was resting with his eyes closed, his stomach making gurgling sounds.

Though just a child, he already had the makings of a future "tycoon" in his features.

Doflamingo!

The Celestial Dragon who awakened the Conqueror's Haki.

The future big villain in the "Dressrosa arc" who was defeated by the protagonist's group!

So, did I really travel to the world of One Piece?

The "little Doflamingo" in front of him and the memories in his head made the bewildered boy have to accept the fact that he had indeed traveled through time.

This...

Why did I have to travel into the body of "Donquixote Rosinante"?

Rosinante, though Doflamingo's brother, later joined the Marines and infiltrated Doflamingo's side as a spy.

He ultimately died from Doflamingo's gun to save "Trafalgar Law"....

But now that his soul has been replaced by a Chinese traveler, such a future no longer exists.

So, let's sort things out—

Since the "Donquixote Family" has not yet been established, it means that the "plot" is still over twenty years away?

The Age of the Great Pirates hasn't even begun, and I don't know if Roger has reached Raftel yet.

Sigh,

The traveler...

Or rather, "Rosinante" recalled the previous memories, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

His fingers traced the tattered clothes, the skin beneath the fabric covered with countless old and new scars, all from the "just" civilians.

This made Rosinante think of a phrase:

If you had a childhood like mine, you might not be as gentle as I am.

Given the experiences of Doflamingo and "himself," it would be abnormal for them not to seek revenge on the world after growing up—Rosinante would not forgive those who had harmed him!

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Noticing Rosinante's gaze, Doflamingo turned his head.

"There's no more food. This fruit, I secretly kept it when we went ashore to help with the work today..."

Gurgling,

His stomach made an embarrassing sound again, making the boy with the sunglasses grit his teeth in annoyance and tighten the cloth that passed through his pants.

"Don't look at me, I've already eaten!"

...

"Sorry,"

With a look of apology, Rosinante, who had just eaten the fruit, said to the boy with the sunglasses.

He was apologizing not only because he had eaten all the food meant for both of them but also because he had taken the place of the other's brother.

"...Doflamingo, is it evening now?"

"Yes,"

As Doflamingo answered, the two sets of memories in Rosinante's mind had already merged, giving him a clearer understanding of his situation.

Six months ago, Doflamingo took their "father's" head to the Holy Land but was driven out by the Celestial Dragons.

Angry and helpless, Doflamingo could only take Rosinante and escape to the North Sea by ship—because Doflamingo had inadvertently learned a big secret about the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land and was being hunted.

The North Sea, with the rumored "Vinsmoke Family," is a sea where the World Government's influence is relatively weak.

For two orphaned children to board this ship, they naturally had to pay a price: the older Doflamingo had to work from morning till night to earn a piece of moldy bread.

As for Rosinante, he mostly stayed in the ship's hold. On one hand, to save resources, and on the other, to protect their "power," a flintlock pistol.

Without this weapon, the two children would have long been sold to slave traders!

Faced with the two children who were ready to fight to the death, the ship's captain generously offered to "take them along," on the condition that they could survive until they reached the North Sea.

"I'll figure out the food problem."

After thinking it through, Rosinante stood up.

"Huh?"

"You can do—"

In the next instant, the small cabin fell into complete silence!

?!

Even with the sunglasses, the shock on Doflamingo's face was evident. Even the constant sound of the waves seemed to have disappeared.

"This is my ability. The fruit you gave me to eat was a Devil Fruit."

"Devil Fruit?"

As a former Celestial Dragon, even at ten years old, Doflamingo knew about "Devil Fruits."

After all, something that could be bought for just "100 million" was often used by other Celestial Dragons to entertain their slaves in the "Holy Land."

"Yes, the Silence Fruit, that's the name of the fruit I just ate."

"I thought it was just a strange fruit,"

In this world, the variety of creatures and fruits is so diverse that Doflamingo didn't even think of it as a Devil Fruit when he found it.

"What is your ability?"

Rumors say that Devil Fruits grant people all sorts of abilities, allowing a regular person to defeat elite soldiers. Thinking of this, Doflamingo became excited—any increase in strength was crucial for the two of them—

"You might be disappointed,"

Rosinante smiled bitterly and spread his hands,

"The Silence Fruit, as its name suggests, can make a certain area around it 'completely silent.'"

This fruit... has almost no direct impact on combat strength!

Among the countless Devil Fruits, it's probably only slightly more useful than the "Zoan-type Human Fruit: Commoner Form" that a certain blue-nosed reindeer will eat in the future.

At least for Rosinante and Doflamingo's current situation, it doesn't have much of an impact.

"But it's perfect for stealing."