Haruto gave a short sigh as he looked at the starry sky above, 'Why couldn't my life have been better, why didn't the world give me cheat and let me conquer the world of One Piece and start a huge harem.'
Haruto muttered in his mind, three years ago he had inexplicably transmigrated into the world of One Piece. Originally he thought that he was the protagonist of the Era and would conquer the world by now, but reality hit him hard.
He was a failure, a person with no talents, he hoped that this would mean that he would awaken an overpowered system but again, there was no such thing. The only redeeming quality that he had was the band on his wrist.
Haruto's eyes wandered to his most cherished possession, a year back while he was wandering the wastelands of Kuri, he had stumbled on a special kind of fruit. One that was seemingly mutated, it had weather symbols and was orange in colour, it gave off a mysterious vibe.
At one glance Haruto knew what it was, it was a Devil Fruit! He knew the fruit might be weak, or just straight up pathetic like Kin'emons but this was his only chance. He was a pale and sickly kid with no strength in a lawless area.
It was only a matter of time before he was killed. He gave a solemn, devout prayer to the Gacha and Gambling God's. As Haruto consumed the fruit at once, and he had to say, he got pretty lucky.
The fruit granted him the ability to change between three forms which were Lightning, Wind and Earth. He also gained an ultimate ability where he was able to split himself into three clones, each having one of the elements, though this did make him weaker.
Yet Haruto was downcast, he had transmigrated to Wano during Orochi's period! This was one of the cruelest and violent periods of Wano, he had heard about the Kozuki Family's reign, coupled with his meta knowledge he knew how peaceful and wondrous it was.
Ah he longed to be present at such a time, but it was a shame. Now he had to wait for the Strawhats to arrive and free everyone, sure he could act like a hero and try to save everyone. But who was he kidding, he was pitifully weak, his talent was top tier trash.
The Elemental Fruit did enhance his talent by a bit and made his body stronger but that wasn't enough to take down Kaido. Luffy with Gear 4 was being beaten left and right by him, his saving grace was him awakening his fruit. If that hadn't happened, he would've lost pretty badly and died.
Not to mention the fact that if his fruit was not the legendary fruit, it might still be a 50-50. Right now, his only goal was to live a quiet life, maybe settle down with a beautiful girl and wait for the Strawhats to free Wano.
'Sigh, I'm sorry my fellow inhabitants of Earth. I have failed as a transmigrator, I hope you forgive me,' Haruto said dramatically as he silently bowed down and paid his respects.
At that moment, a sharp cry resounded through the wasteland, Haruto quickly activated his amateur Observation Haki and found a small silhouette in his mind, their life force was quietly fading as two other people were attacking them.
'Should I play hero, or should I run?'
After a moment's hesitation, Haruto quickly set off to the place. Haruto wrapped his body in lightning before quickly dashing towards the distressed person.
With lightning speed he arrived in front of the two perpetrators. He could see a blue haired girl and two clean dressed men. The girl had filth ridden turquoise hair and clear blue eyes, her clothes which was just a filthy kimono was tightly wrapped around her body.
The first of the two men wore a loose purple kimono, his sheathe was tied to his side with a cloth while his katana was raised, aiming at the turquoise haired girl. The other man dressed the same except he wore a dark kimono and had a stubble on his lips.
The turquoise haired girl saw his lightning covered body as her eyes glimmered, "Samurai-sama, please help me! I'll give you anything you want. "
Haruto's stomach growled, hearing her words, 'That's right, I haven't eaten anything for the past four days,' A painful expression washed over his face as he tightly clutched his stomach.
"Some food would be nice, there should be meat though."
Haruto said as he quickly appeared next to her and raised his lightning bolt to block a fatal block from the two samurai. The turquoise haired girl raised her head to see him protecting her as she quickly agreed.
"Well then, let's dance," Haruto said with a smirk. While inwardly, he was praying to the heavens to not get butchered.
Haruto covered himself with lightning as he dashed towards the fast man and quickly tried to deliver a blow to the man's chest. He easily sidestepped and avoided the blow, the man twisted his body before sharply kicking to Harutos chest, flinging him across the ground.
'Although I saw that blow coming, I couldn't dodge it no matter what. It seems my like my Haki isn't strong enough.'
Haruto quietly praised the man silently, as his hand quickly crashed onto the ground, leaving a deep crater. With a swift move, an earth dragon burst out of the ground, hitting him straight in the chest.
The man's eyes widened with shock, as he looked at the enormous dragon. He tried to avoid the dragon but its girth was massive enough to still be able to hit him.
Specks of blood flew out as he was flung across the barren ground. The dragon crashed him into the ground as it kept selling him deeper, causing the man's chest to cave in.
After a few moments, Haruto thought it was enough and stopped animating the dragon as he broke out in a confident grin. Suddenly he felt a grim presence behind him, the second of the two men had broken out of his shock and had attacked!
Haruto's thoughts blurred as he quickly tried to find methods to avoid the attack. But, it seemed unavoidable, he had to sacrifice something.
With a quick push of his hands, he hurled himself across the field as a terrifying blow landed on the field, causing the ground to split apart.
Pieces of rocks were hurled everywhere as the man's face twisted with anger and rage, he glared hatefully at Haruto before he continued his attack.
Haruto's kimono slightly unraveled as a deep wound appeared in his shoulder. As scarlet red blood soaked his kimono, Haruto's face became laboured as his chest kept heaving.
Haruto understood that the man standing in front of him was dangerous, very dangerous! Yet he couldn't help but break out in a smile, it was an exaggerated smile, it was a ridiculous smile.