*Chapter 1
Death wasn't dramatic.
No light. No pain. No final words.
Just silence.
Then the silence noticed him.
The emptiness folded, like reality bending inward, and something vast revealed itself. It had no form, no face, yet its presence crushed the concept of distance and time. This was not a god that ruled a world. This was something that watched worlds.
"You have died," the entity said. The words were not sound. They were truth. "But I find your existence… interesting."
The protagonist felt no fear. Maybe fear needed a body.
"So this is it?" he thought.
"For most, yes. For you, no."
The void filled with images. Endless seas. Islands stacked with impossible geography. Men who burned, froze, shattered reality with their fists. Pirates laughing at the sky itself.
One world stood out clearly.
One Piece.
"I will reincarnate you there," the entity said. "And I will grant you three wishes."
He didn't hesitate.
"First wish. I want an Omnitrix. One that lets me transform into aliens."
"Accepted."
"I also want a system connected to it. A system that helps me unlock new aliens through growth, combat, and experience."
"Accepted."
His third wish carried more weight.
"I want the world of One Piece to change," he said. "Merge it with the world of Toriko."
The void trembled slightly.
"That world is governed by hunger, evolution, and creatures capable of consuming nations," the entity warned.
He smiled, even without a face.
"Then it'll fit perfectly."
A pause.
"…Accepted."
The presence began to fade.
"One last thing," it added. "You will not be protected by fate. This world rewards strength. If you cannot grow, you will be devoured."
The void shattered.
He woke up gasping for air.
He had a body.
Seventeen years old. Strong, lean, scarred in small places like someone who had worked and fought to survive. Memories flooded in. This body's life. This island.
Shells Town.
Marine base. Captain Morgan. A place ruled by fear and hunger, now more literal than ever.
The world felt wrong.
The air was thicker, heavier, rich with scent. Not just salt and iron, but flavor. From the forests beyond the town came distant roars, deep and monstrous. Creatures had changed. Sea Kings were larger. Animals carried instincts sharpened by constant predation.
Toriko's world had fused with One Piece.
On his left wrist sat the Omnitrix. Black and white casing. The green hourglass symbol pulsed softly.
User confirmed, a calm voice echoed in his mind.
System online. World parameters detected: Hybrid Environment.
He stood up slowly, feeling the weight of his second life settle in.
Then he heard shouting.
A crowd gathered near the execution yard.
A green-haired man was tied to a wooden post, shirtless, starving, yet standing tall like nothing could bend him. His presence was sharp, dangerous, like a blade left unsheathed.
Roronoa Zoro.
And right in front of him, arguing loudly with Marines, was a skinny kid with a straw hat, smiling like the world was already his.
Monkey D. Luffy.
The protagonist watched from a distance.
This was the beginning of the era.
And he was standing right next to it.
The Omnitrix pulsed again.
Nearby combatants detected.
High-potential genetic samples present.
Growth pathways unlocked.
He clenched his fist.
This world had pirates, Marines, Devil Fruits, and now gourmet beasts that could eat islands whole.
Good.
He wasn't here to watch history.
He was here to change it.
Somewhere deep in the sea, something ancient stirred.
The age of hunger had begun.