Roger's Tale of Destiny

by 4fireking

Gol D. Rogers died in the execution platform. But his spirit was absorbed by a woman named Kismet. Roger's wasn't the only one who had his soul plucked out. The next was a boy who was taken from a town with much turmoil. In their dispute, Roger's granted the boy one wish. The boy took his wish and used it to bring a new pirate era. One where he would battle the best pirates, Luffy

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece

It was a time of pirates. The world has transcended into piracy. Some called them Tyrants of Raging Seas, Followers of Poseidon the Sea God, and Adventurer's. The captain and possessor of two Devil Fruit's Blackbeard, Red-Hair Shanks, and captain of the Strawhat Pirates. These three are capitalized as the greatest pirates of the sea, next to Law of the Shichibukai. Not even a Pacifista could stop these pirate crews. There are many fierce pirates in this world. But what makes these pirates strong isn't their power or their crew or their boats, it's their eccentricy to see things beyond the real world.

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Darkness shrouded Jason as he grabbed his injured left hand. Trickles of blood from his hand, black liquids streaming down the right side of his face glistening like blood, staring at the living ancestory of the greatest pirate who ever lived. Gol D. Rogers. He was suppose to be dead, but the pirate was as mysterious as he was mad. Roger's beard ruffled like a seagulls feathers as he grinned at Jason.

" I haven't even eaten a Devil Fruit, and I'm not breaking a sweat here. Come on, kid. Is this the best the future king can do?"

Jason summoned many blasts with the destructive power of a volcano. He blast them into the chest of Gol D. Rogers. But Rogers ate those blasts and spat them out like they were a bowl of ramen. Jason created enough power to crater the entire island. Gol D. Rogers sat by and watched Jason tear apart the inside of Raftel. Roger stood his ground and did not run away.

Jason collasped from all the energy he used up. It felt like his legs and arms were lopped off. He could not run from Gol D. Rogers. Jason's eyes leaked with tears. Rogers gave up on this boy. He saw no spirit in his eyes. A pirate without spirit was just a cripple. But even a cripple could be useful if he put himself out as more than what people looked at him: a piece of lamb. Gol D. Rogers opened his door and prepared to leave forever.

" Don't go!" Jason cried. Gol D. Rogers wouldn't listen to someone who was so sad they had to weep to survive. He called them Clams. But Rogers listened to what Jason had to say. " Don't leave me! You're the most powerful peron I've encountered. Why do you make everyone think you're dead? Why not go back and finish what you started?"

" Because me being a pirate just leads to more war and bloodshed. Oh exalted one, you have much to learn about being a pirate. There can only be one—no, there can be more than one who will be great. But it's like eating toast with piranha's. You don't know if they'll eat you or you will eat them."

" What are you going to do?"

" First I'm going to get a beer. Next I'm going to grant you one wish. With my wish you can rule a country. A world if its befitting to you. You can even have it destroyed and you as the only one left. The only one left that is and me. What do you wish for?"

" What do I wish for? I...I...I..."