🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
The hallway falls silent.
Every guest has vanished behind their personal doors.
Alex stands alone in the corridor—the towering ten-foot avatar unmoving, head tilted slightly as if listening to distant cosmic winds.
Then he exhales—not through lungs, but through architecture, through walls, through every fiber of the infinite structure.
He lifts a hand.
The avatar dissolves into luminous dust.
The dust flows into the ceiling, walls, floor—
And Alex returns to his true state:
A consciousness embedded in the infinite extradimensional body of the hotel.
Immediately:
All lights in empty hallways flicker off
Soft ambient relaxation music begins playing everywhere
The only lit areas remain the occupied rooms
The Infinite Hotel breathes.
Alex settles into his version of sleep—a deep, serene standby mode where the entire building softens its hum and drifts into restful stillness.
🔶 POV: Vegeta (First-Person)
I step into my room expecting a bed.
There is one—massive, cloud-soft, luxurious.
But I am not tired.
I am Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans.
I need a training ground.
I stare at the wall.
I think: If this hotel is truly infinite, there must be—
A second door manifests beside the first.
I blink.
I open it.
A vast training arena stretches out.Gravity adjustable.Terrain customizable.Temperature controlled.
Five Hive-staff stand inside, kneeling respectfully.
They rise.
Their bodies shift into battle-ready stances.
Energy flares around their hands—Ki. Actual Ki.
I grin.
A real grin.
"Oh? You insects can use Ki? Good."
This is paradise.
🔶 POV: Straw Hat Crew (First-Person Multiperspective) 🔹 Nami
Our rooms are on the same hallway with a cozy shared lobby.Finally—peace.
Except—
"Sanji can't come into the girls' side."
Perfect.
🔹 Usopp
There's a full workshop in my room.With materials.And tools.And a desk.
THIS PLACE KNOWS MY SOUL.
🔹 Brook
There's a violin stand.And sheet music.And a stage.
I would cry if I had eyes.
🔹 Chopper
There's a tiny fluffy animal friend pillow.I love it.I LOVE THIS.
🔹 Franky
THERE IS A MINI SUPER WORKSHOP.AND SUPER TOOLS.AND A SUPER COUCH.
SUPER.
🔹 Robin
A quiet reading lounge.Perfect lighting.Perfect temperature.A bookshelf with infinite blank journals.
This is bliss.
🔹 Zoro
(Trying to act tough.)
My bed is soft.
Too soft.
I don't like it.
…I might like it.
I'm not admitting that.
🔶 POV: Naruto
My room has the biggest, fluffiest bed I've ever seen.
It's so soft I immediately lose all thoughts.
Ramen posters on the wall.A comfy futon.Warm lighting.
I flop face-first onto the bed.
Out cold.
🔶 POV: Goku
My bed feels like Nimbus.But warmer.
There's even a meditation space.
And a "Do Not Disturb" sign for when I'm training.
Whoever made this place—Thanks.
I sleep instantly.
🔶 POV: Robin (First-Person)
I sit at a small table.
A Hive-member joins me for chess.
No words needed.
Perfect.
🔶 POV: Sanji (First-Person)
I close my room door.
Silence.
It hits me all at once:
…there were beautiful women everywhere today…
And I didn't gush.Didn't flirt.Didn't faint.Didn't do ANY of my usual behavior.
"…I'm too tired," I whisper.
The day caught up to me.
Zoro's babysitting.The cooking revelations.The humiliation.The chaos.The exhaustion.
Yeah.
I was tired.
That's all.
Just tired.
I step into the bathroom.
The hot shower melts every muscle.
I put on pajamas.
Walk to the bed.
Lie down.
And die instantly.
(From sleep. Probably.)
🔶 POV: Alex (Third-Person)
Deep within the infinite hallways—
Alex sleeps.
Lights off.Soft music.Warm hum in the walls.
All guests safe.All rooms peaceful.All chaos paused.
For now.
The Infinite Hotel rests.