Prologue
All that 53 had ever known was the Dark. The Dark and the Voice. The Voice that had named it : #53. Or was it « subject #53 » ? It had forgotten : only the Voice knew. The Voice that cackled madly, whispering about revenge, promising suffering to someone called a « Vegapunk », - or was it a « something" ? #53 wasn't sure aboute the difference between the concepts of people and objects, the Voice never talked about that. It sometimes giggled in a surprisingly soothing way - because when the Voice was happy, #53 didn't suffer. #53 liked when the Voice was happy. It liked it a lot. But sometimes, the Voice was not happy. Not happy at all. And it meant immense suffering, drug-induced delirium, violent convulsions, muscle spasm of unknown cause which sometimes sheared its too thin arms - only for them to be regenerated by the viscid liquid that filled his cylinder - what the Voice called a « pod ».
#53 shuddered, for today...today the Voice was neither happy nor angry. Its enthusiasm - was that eagerness ? - could be perceived by his trained hears.
« Activate Diary Dial. Subject 51. Projet « SAD » - artificial DF - attempt thirteen ».
He heard the sound. Sometimes - when his armes broke under the ministrations of the Voice -, it came out of his mouth. But this time, like most occurrences of the sound, it did not. This time, unlike usual, the sound did not cease in an instant, but slowly faded away. « A scream of agony », it remembered. He heard a bell - the sound that rythmes its existence - and its consciousness was extinguished.
« Joker has been thwarting their attempts to localize you for more than a decade, but he can't keep wasting so many ressources on a base so lavishly wasteful as yours - especially with such pathetic results ».
Even if #53 could move in his cylinder, he would have been frozen in surprise, for the one who had just talked wasn't the Voice.
« Either you relocalize in the main base and you start working again directly under Caesar, or you just discontinue your inefficient researches. I can only recommend you choose the first option. You're brillant, one of the brightest minds of North Blue, one of the brightest minds I know and I work with Caesar Clown ! You are one of the few person on earth that may be able to deliver successfully this insane project »
Something else - something else than the Dark, the Pod, the Voice, the Bell and the Screams - existed. Something else was.
" Joker wants the Devil Fruit's production line to be ready in less than seven years, or else he will torture me until I beg for mercy. And in the event I think it may happen, I guarantee you that I'll use all my power as the coordinator of this project to make your life a living hell. But if we were to succeed… »
The Voice spoke again, in a timbre previously unknown - was that hesitation ?
« I…I understand. But this lab is my whole life ! And working under Caesar direction ? The sore loser with shitty half-assed zoans ? I'd rather go back in Vegapunk's lab ! My project is totally better than Caesar's ! Look…I know I was only a research assistant while he was a lab director, and I know all of my test subjects have died until now, but it's only because they aren't powerful enough to be the receptacle of my mighty Synthetized Artificial Devil fruits ! And S.A.D potential is infinite and… »
The Other interrupted the Voice. #53 shivered : it meant that beings more powerful than the Voice existed. And that one of them was near his pod, invisible and imperceptible, ready to grasp his life at any given life.
« Show me »
53 could have concentrated on the sounds the depressurization of the #52 pod, or the noises made by the struggling subject, that had discovered light for the first time of its soon-to-be ended life, that trying not to bite the fruit that was forcefully fed to him - but #53 was busy. It has to think ! Think ! Indeed, if there were other living beings, beings more powerful than the Voice, maybe #53 could become one of them ? Maybe it could ask the other ? But what if the other was worse than the Voice…
Its reflections were abruptly interrupted by a cry of agony, quickly followed by a tearing sound. A bell rang, and once again it felt his consciousness leave him.
This Diamante fucker didn't know who he was talking to ! This overgrown asshole should rejoice to have left, otherwise Him, the Dr. Fritz, would have transformed him in a test subject ! #54 had a nice ring to it.
The scientist sighed. Not only was he incapable to do anything to one of Joker's supervisors, his rants sadly reminded him that he only had one test subject left. Number #53. A random fucker he bought for less than ten thousands berries. The sum was so derisory for a healthy male child that he thought it to be a con at first, but after 3 years in a pod and no accident, it seemed that the deal wasn't more than it appeared. Obviously, it probably meant that the kid was some sort of noble that rival heirs - probably older - had tried to get rid of, but it was of no importance : #53 would only leave once his pod, and would probably end shredded into pieces after the ingestion of a S.A.D. A sad end indeed for the last test subject. Maybe it would be different this time ? Fritz shook his head : he told that to himself every time, and every time the subject ended blown-up after the ingestion of the artificial devil fruit.
Maybe…maybe that was the solution ? He had looked for days for a solution to the laboratory problem. Indeed, he could not take his research with hime - this Diamante's fucker fault ! - but he could not leave the lab intact behind him. What if the marines discovered it ? And blowing up - after having salvaged all the important equipment and his notes- would remedy to this problem. And subject #53 seemed like the best thing to blow up.
But the ingestion of a S.A.D fruit wouldn't be enough to wipe out the entire underground labs, and he could to feed more than a fruit to the subject before the explosion. Maybe…if he did not channel the explosive potential through the fruit ? S.A.D fruits were grown and plucked from a tree he had infused - literally, through a tubing - with his main invention, a liquid he dubbed the S.A.D fruit and that was at the origin of all the artificial demon fruits - however unsuccessful they may be. But if he infused #53 progressively the fluid through an IV ? It would act like a really potent time bomb ! He had to leave the lab in three days, enough time to build the rudimentary mechanism and produce a new batch of S.A.D fluid !
Fritz cackled cheerfully : he wasn't a genius for nothing.
#53 opened his eyes.
Three things were out of the ordinary.
Firstly, he felt something, something viscous, entering his body by
Secondly, he was aware. He had no memories other than the Dark and the Voice, but he knew - instinctively - that he was a he. That he was human - like the voice had been.
Thirdly, for the first time, there was something other than the Dark floating in his field of vision.
? (#53)
Level – 1
Class – N/A
Race – Human
HP – 10/10
MP – 10/10
STR – 3 (-2)
END – 3 (-2)
DEX – 3
INT – 1
WIS – 2 (-2)
CHA – 1 (+2)
LCK – 1 (+2)
Money – 0 B
? aka subject #53 is a human, the son of ? and ?, making him a ?. He was given by a member of his family, ?, to a slaver when he was 13 years old, then sold to a mad scientist working for Joker (?) who erased his memory and his self awareness and treated him a test subject for 3 years. In a last experiment, the mad scientist Fritz gave inadvertently the Fruit of the Gamer to ?.
TITLES
Survivor :
Having survived to the mad scientist Fritz, #53
PERKS
Experiment :
Having lived in a pod for the last 3 years, #53 has - 2 in STR, END and WIS and is permanently affected with the debuffs « What the fuck is that way of thinking ? » and « Sociopathic Motherfucker »
? :
As the son of ? And ?, #53 gains +2 in CHA and LCK
Devil fruit user :
As a devil fruit user, you are affected with the debuff « severely weakened » while in seawater or in contact with sea stone.
RELATIONSHIP
Mad Fritz - The Voice
Think you are dead
+ 5 Reputation - you were a good test subject
? - Brother
Think you are dead
- 80 Reputation - you stole his « birthright »
? - Father
Think you are dead
+ 30 Reputation - Too bad you disappeared, he invested a lot of money in your education
? - Sister
Hope you are not dead.
+ 50 Affection for her lil' bro
+ 0 Obedience - you are her lil' bro after all
? - Mother
Think you are dead
+ 70 Affection - Mommy loves her lil'boy.
+ 0 Obedience
Hello #53
and
Welcome to the TUTORIAL of the One Piece Game !
You have eaten The Gemu-Gemu Fruit and has consequently become a gamer, with the « One Piece » world as the game board. Between Schichibukai, Emperors, Marines, Pirates, Corrupted Nobles, Almighty Swordsmen (and swordswomen too !) and Mad Scientists, will you be able to stay alive ? Will you die like a little shit or will you rise among the greats of this world and gather power, riches and bitches (I'm totally a feminist, but it rhymed, you know ?)
Quest 1 : SURVIVE
Move your buns you retard, zombie incoming !