Welcome back to another chaotic one-shot from The Voidwalker Chronicles!
In this multiverse-hopping mess, Nero Angelo drops into iconic anime worlds—sometimes to save the day… other times to ruin someone's entire year for fun.
Expect absurd power scaling, disrespectful pranks, emotional gut punches, and of course—Clucknor the Void Chicken™.
This series is for fun, parody, and unhinged chaos.
Now then… let's dive into the madness.
"NOPE! NOT ME! NOT IT! I GOT—AAAHHHHH!!"
Usopp tried to bolt. Tripped on his own feet. Screamed again. Kept crawling.
"I surrender! I'm weak! I bruise emotionally!"
Clucknor was already mid-air. Wings spread. Halo of void energy shimmering behind him.
"KRRRRRRRAWWWWK!!"
"NOOOOOO—"
BOINK!
One egg. Direct hit to the forehead.
Usopp flopped like a shot deer and lay twitching.
"… Okay," Sanji muttered. "That chicken's a war crime."
Nami was behind the mast, clutching a climate baton like a crucifix. "What is he?!"
Franky was duct-taping cola cans into a cross. "We need divine protection!"
Brook whispered a prayer to his bones.
Zoro stepped forward, blades sheathed, brows furrowed. "Alright. That's enough."
Nero turned his gaze toward him.
Zoro cracked his neck. "You got your fun. Now you leave. You're strong, yeah. But this crew? We're not jokes."
There was silence.
Then Clucknor, sitting on Nero's shoulder, burped out a tiny black hole.
Zoro blinked. "… What."
"Respect," Nero said, nodding slightly. "But you're wrong."
He took one slow step forward.
"You are jokes."
Another step.
"You're hilarious."
Sanji dropped his cigarette. "Okay, I've had it with the creepy white-haired—"
Nero flicked a finger.
Sanji exploded into hearts. Literal hearts. Cartoon hearts. Each one squealed Nami's name and floated off into the sea.
Chopper screamed. "HE KILLED HIM WITH LOVE!!"
Jinbe finally moved between Nero and the crew, planting his feet.
"I've seen monsters. You? You're not just power. You're something else." He narrowed his eyes. "What are you?"
Nero stared.
Then smiled—just a little.
"… I'm just lost."
The wind blew.
Jinbe's eyes softened.
But then Clucknor did a front flip off Nero's head, cawed dramatically, and unleashed—
"VOID BOMB: CLUCKAGEDDON!!!"
An egg the size of the Thousand Sunny emerged out of thin air.
Everyone screamed.
Brook: "I'm already dead but I FEEL LIKE DYING TWICE—"
Zoro: "CUT IT—WAIT IT'S NOT REAL?!"
Nami: "SOMEONE KILL THE CHICKEN!!"
But as it dropped—
It paused.
Hovered above the deck.
Everyone froze.
Even Clucknor tilted his head, confused.
Nero raised a hand.
"… Just kidding."
The egg gently popped like a soap bubble.
Silence.
Steam drifted over the ocean.
Luffy groaned from the deck, one arm limp over his head. "...Can I go back to sleep now…"
Nero turned toward the sea.
Clucknor hopped back onto his head.
"I like this crew," Nero said, more to himself.
He looked up at the sky, as if something—someone—was calling him.
"They'll be fine."
And without fanfare, the air shimmered.
With one blink—
They were gone.
Nero and Clucknor vanished into the wind, like they were never there.
Silence returned to the Sunny.
A seagull pooped on the mast.
Robin finally exhaled. "… Was that even real?"
Brook picked up a leftover egg.
It blinked at him.
He dropped it instantly.
"…YOHOHOHO NEVERMIND, I'M NOT TOUCHING THAT—!"
Sanji groaned nearby, face-down in a pile of hearts. Slowly, the hearts faded, and he blinked back to life with a confused twitch.
"… What just happened? Why do I smell perfume and trauma?"
(The End)