Grand Line Calendar, Year 1498, September 1st.
The square in Loguetown, East Blue, was packed with people, the air buzzing with excited chatter.
"Where the hell am I?"
Reid frowned. The last thing he remembered was staring at the brightest star in the night sky.
"Holy shit! Looking at how these people are dressed… Did I just transmigrate? Why are there so many people here? Ugh, it stinks—why do they all smell so bad?!"
Pinching his nose, Reid scanned his surroundings, utterly confused. Then, his gaze followed the crowd's focus—and a strange sense of familiarity washed over him.
"Huh? That guy kneeling up there… why does he look so familiar?"
Reid pondered, still stunned but growing more curious about what was about to happen.
"Look! The legendary Pirate King is about to be executed!"
"Treasure… The Pirate King found the ultimate treasure…"
"The Marines chose to execute him in his hometown—they're making an example of him!"
"What a shame… If only I could get my hands on his treasure…"
"Hmph! Even a great pirate like Gold Roger can't escape the justice of the Marines!"
Hearing the crowd's words, Reid's mind exploded with realization.
"What?! The Pirate King, Gold Roger?! I transmigrated into the world of One Piece?! No wonder he looked familiar—that's the Pirate King from the manga, Gold Roger!"
Shock and excitement surged through him. He was a hardcore fan of One Piece!
"Wait… Hold on. They called him 'Gold Roger,' not 'Gol D. Roger.' Right, the World Government is trying to erase the 'D.' They're scared of people figuring out what it means."
As this thought crossed his mind, Reid stared at the execution platform, suddenly recalling the epic clash between Roger and Whitebeard—their Haki reaching its peak, their weapons clashing before their Conqueror's Haki collided in a world-shattering burst!
Snapping out of his thoughts, Reid gritted his teeth.
"Damn it! I was already upset when I read about Roger's execution in the manga—now I have to witness it in person?! If only I could stop it!"
On the platform, Roger was grinning, completely unfazed by his impending death.
Just as Reid was seething in frustration, a voice echoed in his mind:
[Detected intense spiritual fluctuations of the Child of Fate. The Divine Illustrated Collection System has been successfully activated. Acquired: Divine Healing Ability.]
"Huh? Who said that?"
Before he could process it, a flood of information surged into his brain.
Reid silently recited the system's rules:
"The Divine Illustrated Collection System—whatever I see is automatically recorded in the system's catalog, allowing me to instantly master its full abilities. But there's a limit: the strength of Haki depends on my own training."
His entire body trembled with excitement.
"Holy shit… I was just a nobody, but now… Am I about to rise from the gutter? No—not just rise, I'm gonna dominate!"
"Then… can I save Roger?"
As Reid was hyping himself up, floating cards suddenly appeared in his vision.
The system's voice chimed again:
[Ordinary Citizen. Level: 1]
"This… this is the catalog? Right, the system said that just by looking at something, I can master its abilities."
Reid checked the system's records, thrilled—but then his excitement dimmed.
"Too bad… Everyone here is just a normal person. If only there were some OP characters around…"
He sighed. Even with this overpowered system, he still couldn't save Roger.
"Roger's about to die. I need to think of something fast."
He turned his gaze back to the execution platform.
[Gol D. Roger: Captain of the Roger Pirates. Top-tier mastery of all three Haki types. Weapon: Supreme Grade Blade—Ace. Signature Move: Divine Departure. Level: King]
"King-level strength… Impressive. But he's still gonna die. Wait—does this mean I now have Roger's abilities? Alright, let's try activating them!"
A few seconds passed. Nothing happened.
"No reaction? Is the system lying to me? Or am I using it wrong?"
Growing anxious, Reid glanced around.
"Right! There were a few other notable figures here at the time. Maybe I can try them."
He racked his brain, recalling:
"Buggy the Clown, Red-Haired Shanks, Dracule Mihawk, Dragon, Donquixote Doflamingo, Crocodile, Gecko Moria, and Marine Captain Smoker."
"Buggy and Shanks are just kids right now… The others… Damn it, none of them are at their peak yet. Whatever, I'll check anyway."
Pushing through the crowd, Reid searched—
"Is that Buggy?"
A card floated into his vision as the system announced:
[Buggy the Clown: User of the Chop-Chop Fruit. Level: Unranked]
"Unranked? Well, yeah, Buggy's just a 15-year-old brat right now. Who'd have thought this clown would become one of the Four Emperors in the future? What an absolute wild card."
Reid couldn't help but marvel at the irony.
"Wait, Buggy… So now I've got the Chop-Chop Fruit's powers too? That means I can split into pieces and still survive! But… it's still just passive defense. Not enough."
Determined, Reid set his sights on finding Dracule Mihawk. In his mind, the "Hawk-Eyes" swordsman was nearly at Yonko-level strength even now.
"There! That's Mihawk!"
With just a distant glance, the system activated again:
[Dracule Mihawk: Known as "Hawk-Eyes," the World's Strongest Swordsman. Future Warlord of the Sea. Weapons: Dagger, Black Blade Yoru. Abilities: Supreme Swordsmanship, Armament Haki. Level: Top-Tier Warlord]
"Future Warlord? Right, the Warlord system was established after Roger's death, when Sengoku became Fleet Admiral. But damn—this system can even predict the future?!"
Reid was stunned. He thought just copying abilities was broken enough, but now the system could foresee destinies?
"Kinda a shame though… Mihawk at this point still isn't at his peak."