Ch.1: Whether your fate is a blessing or a curse is entirely up to you to decide.
CHOOOOOO—
Ugh… Be quiet… I'm trying to sleep… He grumbled at the loud noise. What was it even supposed to be? He had traveled the seven seas and seen many surprising things, but what was that noise?
CHOOOOOO—
ARGH! SHUT THE HELL UP! Immediately, he swiped at the sound, but only felt air. Irritated that he missed whatever the source of the noise was and that he couldn't just fall back asleep anymore, he opened his eyes and rubbed them with his hands…
…Eh? EH? His hands?
He looked down at a purple and green wing. Slowly, he flexed his 'hand' and then swayed it left to right and then slapped himself on the face…
…Ow, so this isn't a dream! What the hell happened while I fell asleep? And why the hell did my hand become a purple and green wing? Ridiculous!
Fully awake from his odd circumstances, he examined his surroundings to see if there was anything to help him remember. Big branches, leaves, feathers, disgustingly big bugs, weird birds pointing south… Wait, what? They're pointing south?
He burst out with laughter at them.
ChoooChoooChooo, they're pointing south! What losers! Wait— Did I just go 'Chooo'?
He touched his face and realized that he had a beak. A beak… No way… Not possible.
Quickly, he whipped his head back up at the weird birds pointing south. His face paled as he observed the purple and green wings that they had… They had large beaks too. And as he slowly shifted his eyes down, he realized that he was perching on a tall tree. Shit. No way. Not even in the Grand Line…
Okay, he had to calm down. He inhaled a deep breath and felt the wind. Ah, he felt an urge to turn east to his home… As always, he tried to turned his head to face the strong wind and where his family was resting peacefully.
The reason why he was leading an army to overthrow the corrupted government and bring peace to the world… To them…
Smiling to himself at the thought of family, he tilted his head east but, after a while, began immediately turning south.
Eh?
Once again, he tried to face the direction of his beautiful home. But failed.
And once again, he began panicking. He tried over and over. At his weird antics, the birds who faced south laughed at him.
CHOOOOOO—
…Don't tell me…
He widened his eyes at the sight before him. All the birds were pointing south… The direction that he could only point to currently.
Impossible…
A voice in his mind reminded him, nothing is impossible in the Grand Line.
But this is… too… much…
Then, he remembered what Iva had told him the other night. About this funny bird on the island that they were currently docked on… Shit… Somehow, just somehow…
He, Revolutionary Dragon, became a South Bird.