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One Piece: Whopsies, Am an Editor

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Travel blogger Ash never expected that a routine trip would end with him waking up in the world of One Piece. A grounded modern man with fairly normal values, Ash has zero interest in becoming a so‑called pirate chasing “freedom on the seas.” If anything, joining the Navy seems like the most reasonable way to survive this insane world. Unfortunately, reality has other plans. Before Ash can even make his choice, he’s mistaken for a pirate and slapped with a wanted poster by the very Navy he planned to join. Just when things hit rock bottom, a cheat activates. Devil Fruit Editor! Within the rules, freely design and create incredible Devil Fruits. Ash: “Devil Fruit Editor? Wait—are you some kind of system? No startup sound? No ‘ding’? That’s seriously unprofessional.” Devil Fruit Editor: ... Ding! Two days later, Ash opens the World Economic News and sees his own wanted poster staring back at him. Bounty: 800 Berries. Ash: “What the hell is this?! Eight hundred?! A man can be killed, but not humiliated! World Government, Navy, remember this. I’ll collect this debt sooner or later.”
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The Devil Who Claimed Me

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”
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