In a dimly lit room, a long-haired girl with an ethereal beauty sat across a small table from an old man.
"Name."
"Dog Egg!"
The old man answered calmly while the girl continued writing on her form without pausing. Lately, the names of the newly dead had been getting stranger and stranger, and she had long since stopped being surprised.
"Do you wish to be reincarnated in that world?"
"Uh… I didn't catch that."
"I'm asking you," the girl repeated impatiently, "do you want to reincarnate into one of the following worlds?"
She tapped the form on the table. It listed hundreds of options. The old man squinted at it, then casually pointed to one.
"Whatever. That one."
The girl gave it a quick glance — Jin Yong's martial-arts world?
"Next, pick one ability. Then you can reincarnate."
The old man looked down again. The form had shifted, now displaying martial-arts techniques: Dog-Beating Staff Technique, Nine Yang Scripture, and so on.
"Dog-Beating Staff Technique, I guess!"
Before he even finished speaking, she had already written it down. Then she pointed toward a glowing green door.
"Go through that door and you'll be reincarnated."
The old man nodded gratefully. "Thank you, young lady!"
"Hehe… young lady? I'm over seven hundred years old."
The "young girl" — really an ancient witch with a youthful appearance — scared the old man so badly he hurried through the door without another word.
Once he vanished, she called toward the red door: "Next!"
A moment later, a teenage boy wearing glasses shuffled inside, eyes glued to his phone. He sat down, still tapping away at his game, clearly unwilling to be here.
"Name?" the girl asked, glancing at her form.
"…"
No response. He kept playing.
"Cough cough. Name."
Still ignored. A ticking vein appeared on her forehead, and the pen in her hand snapped in two.
"The old lady is talking to you!"
She snatched the boy's phone. Only then did he look up.
"Eh?! I didn't pause! Where… where is this?"
He looked around, lost interest in the simple decor, then instantly focused on the phone in her hand.
"Please give that back! One more hit and I'll have enough crystals for a ten-pull!"
The girl glanced at the screen.
"Honkai Impact 3rd?"
"Yeah, it's amazing! Though… too bad I never have enough stamina."
"No."
Her rejection was instant and merciless. The boy bristled with fury and rolled up his sleeves, ready to flip the table.
Bang!!
With a flick of her hand, an invisible force blasted him back into his chair.
"You dare try to hit me?"
"What's wrong with that?! Nobody — I repeat, nobody — separates me from my beloved Mei!"
The girl's mouth twitched. This kid…
"I still have a job to do. I don't have time to babysit you. If you won't cooperate, I'll just fill in the form myself."
She didn't even look at the options. She simply clicked one at random — then kicked the boy straight through the green door.
Bang!
He shot across the room like a meteor and vanished.
"Hmph. Completely uncooperative."Only then did she glance at the form.
"…Ah. I forgot to choose an ability."
After thinking for a moment, she looked down at the boy's confiscated phone — and got an idea.
The boy groaned as he pushed himself off the ground, spitting sand from his mouth.
"That woman actually separated me from Mei! As expected, 3D women are all trouble!"
He looked around. He was standing on a beach. Blue waves rolled gently across the shore, while a dense jungle loomed inland. Something huge roared deep within it.
"Where… am I?"
"This is the world of One Piece," the girl's voice echoed in his mind.
The boy spun around, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Where are you?! Get out here and give me back Mei!"
"You love Honkai so much, right? Fine. Eat this Devil Fruit, and I'll return Mei to you."
A pineapple-shaped fruit dropped from the sky and smashed into his skull, sending him face-first into the sand again.
"Pft—! Bah! Bah!! You did that on purpose!"
"Yes. Because you ignored me."Her tone was positively smug.
"3D women are the worst…" he muttered, picking up the fruit to inspect it. He might be angry, but he knew what Devil Fruits were: tremendously powerful abilities… but the curse of seawater.
"If I eat this, you'll really give back my phone?"
"Of course."
He took a small bite.
"MMH—!!"
It tasted indescribably terrible. But his devotion to Mei gave him strength. He forced it down, tossed away the rest, and vowed never to eat pineapple again.
"Hehehehe…"
The girl's playful laughter echoed above him.
"…Why are you laughing?"
But the moment he spoke, he froze. His voice was no longer low — it was noticeably higher, almost girlish.
"Wait… what's happening?!"
His body began to change. His chest swelled, growing fuller and fuller. Something below shrank rapidly. His short black hair lengthened and turned silver-white.
"What… did you do to me?!"
The boy — now very clearly a girl — screamed at the sky, her newly grown chest bouncing with every breath.
"Don't shout. Show some respect. I'm a goddess — name's Besta."
Besta sounded delighted with her handiwork.
"Why am I a girl?! Change me back!"
The new girl looked on the verge of tears. Confiscating her phone was bad enough — but this?!
"Well, you ate a Gender-Swap Fruit. I'm doing you a favor, you know? Now you and the Honkai girls are one!"
"Honkai… girl?"
Panic rising, she sprinted to the shore and stared at her reflection.
"That's… that's Kiana?!"
The appearance staring back was unmistakable — Kiana Kaslana in her basic Domain Outfit: White Comet.
"I asked for my phone back, not to be turned into a Honkai girl!!!"
Besta snorted.
"That's what you get for ignoring me. Honestly, I could've made you a pig. You should be thanking me."
"Thank you?! Is that how a 'god' behaves?!"
The girl was furious.
"And don't even think about going to Emporio Ivankov for his Horm-Horm Fruit to change you back."
"H-how did you—?!"
"I'm a goddess. Reading your thoughts is trivial."
"…What do you want from me?"
Besta smiled, savoring the surrender.
"Simple. Kowtow three times and say, 'Sister Besta, I was wrong, please forgive me.' Then I'll tell you how to change back."
"…Fine! You're brutal!"
With a heavy thud, the girl dropped to her knees.What dignity? She was a girl now — and desperate.
"Well done. A teachable child."
The girl tried to stand, but—
"Who told you to get up?"
"…Yes, Sister Besta."
"If you want to be a man again, you must complete a task. Simple: collect all seven Dragon Balls and summon Shenron to make your wish."
"Seven… Dragon Balls?! Do you think I'm a Saiyan?!"
"Of course, with your current strength, you're far too weak. So become stronger, Kiana."
She had given the girl that name without even asking.
"Oh, your phone? As promised, here."
Something slid against her chest. She pulled it out — her phone.
"Training method, growth path, and clues for the Dragon Balls — everything's in there."
Kiana clutched the phone and yelled toward the heavens:
"You're messing with me! I swear I'll turn back into a man and show you, you lousy goddess!!!"
BOOM!!!
Lightning struck her instantly.
"You call me 'Sister.' Understand?"
"I understand! Sister!"
Kiana folded immediately — not that she had any bravado left. After all… she didn't have the parts for it anymore.