Hello everyone, ThirstyCologne here! But you can just call me TC.
So this is my first fanfiction, and as you can see, it is titled "The Glass Cannon". Why did i give it such a title? Well, if you don't already know, the term "Glass Cannon" is a gaming term that refers to someone that ispowerful in terms of offense, but weak in defense, hence the term Glass Cannon.
Now since I've never really written a fanfiction before, I GLADLY accept any forms of criticism on my story. Infact, it encourages me to write more.
Just saying.
I hope to meet your expectations with my first work of "art"!
Also, I'll be combining these chapters into various arcs, to keep things a bit more organized.
DISCLAIMER: One piece is not owned by me, it's characters and storyline belong to Eiichiro Oda. The gamer and it's concepts belong to Sangyoung Seong. Leo on the other hand, belongs to me and only me.
ARC 0: From Reality to Fantasy.
[Prologue: My psychologist is a motherfucking psycho badass.]
"Mister Einzbern?"
The sound of my name jolted me awake. I opened my eyes and found myself in what appeared to be a waiting room. Oh that's right, I had an appointment with my psychologist today. I guess I must have fallen asleep in the chair i was sitting in while I was waiting for my name to be called. I wondered how long I was out out?
Looking over to my side, I saw the woman who called my name holding a door open for me, which I assumed led to my psychologist's office. I made eye contact with her, and she gave me a gentle smile. Huh, she looked familiar...
"The doctor is ready for you" she said.
Standing up from the chair that accompanied me for the past couple of...minutes? Hours? I checked my wrist watch to confirm that I was asleep for about two hours. Yeah my ass became friends with that chair alright.
I walked through the open doorway and down a long, dark hallway. What was unusual was the fact that this hallway only one door at the end of it, not including the one i just came through. I mean, what was the point of building the structure like this? Maybe it was some psychology tactic used by the doctor? as it haunted or something like that? Is the psychologist trying to make me go hysterically insane? Yeah, it was probably that first and last one.
I reached the end of the hallway and for some reason, I got nervous. This was my first meeting with someone who understood the mind. Who understood my mind. I didn't like the thought of that, someone going through my memories and thoughts, trying to find what was wrong with me.
My hands actually started to shake and get sweaty. What was wrong with me? I never got nervous like this, ever. Okay, calm yourself down Leo, it's just some guy who went to a medical school and got a slip of paper. He doesn't actually understand how your brain works, he just knows general knowledge about the human mind. Yeah, this was going to be okay. Psychologists can't read minds, so i'm perfectly okay. Right?
"Mister Einzbern, it's okay if you're nervous. Don't worry, I can't actually read your mind. Please, do come in." a masculine voice coming from the other side of the door said.
Fuck, he can read my mind.
Well, I might as well meet this guy. If I ran away now, then I had no hope left. I HAD to figure out what was wrong with me, I was sick and tired of everything.
I opened the door and was immediately greeted with a sudden atmosphere change. Stepping into the room, I noticed a desk, and a chair turned away from me. I guessed that the psychologist was sitting in there. There was also one of those black chair that bend backwards. The ones that patients usually lie in when they talk.
Suddenly, the chair swerved around and I was met face to face with the guy who would be bringing me back into reality.
Or so i thought.
He was kind of muscular and tall for an adult, unlike my thin and frail frame. He had brown hair that was neatly combed back into a business hairstyle and a brownish-grey goatee that was...shaved into a familiar shape. Honestly, if I had to compare him to a notable character, I'd say he kinda looked like Rayleigh from One Piece.
Oh god, please don't tell me that's actually him.
The familiar looking man suddenly made eye contact with me. It was as if he was staring deep into my soul, looking through my head for something important. SO yeah, at this point I was pretty much convinced he was some type of psychic mind reader.
"Hello Mister Einzbern, my name is D.K. Silvers. But you can just call me Doc. Please, take a seat, or rather please lie down." he said, motioning his hand to the ling chair that was right next to me.
I complied, lying down in the black leather chair. Honestly, the feeling of leather was relieving to my back, after sitting in that plastic one for the past two hours. He didn't say a single thing, rather he was just looking at me. Not that I actually saw Doc's eyes looking at me, although I could feel it.
Laying down in the leather contraption, my thoughts pondered on Doc's name. He said it was D.K. Silvers...
Silvers? Silvers Rayleigh?
D.K.? Dark Knight?
Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.
"So Mister Einzbern, what do you like to do for fun?" Doc asked.
Not the first question I would expect a psychologist to ask. Although it was one I could actually answer.
"Oh, that's easy. I usually watch anime shows like Fairy Tail, Sword Art Online, and especially One Piece, although I prefer to read the manga.
Unbeknownst to most people, I was without a doubt, the biggest One Piece fan of all time. You could ask me literally anything about the show, and if there was an answer, I knew it. Yeah sure, there were other great shows to watch, but they fell in comparison to One Piece.
I also read various webcomics on the Internet, like 'The Gamer'."
I suddenly realized that he probably didn't know what anime even was.
"Oh, sorry. Anime is-"
"No apology needed Mister Einzbern, I know what you're referring to. Japanese animated shows, right? When i have the time, I usually watch Tokyo Ghoul." Doc replied.
Holy fuck, this guy watched Tokyo Ghoul? It's official, my psychologist was a badass!
"So tell me, do you happen to be a fan of videogames as well Mister Einzbern? If so, what types of videogames?"
Wow, another easy question I can answer.
"Oh yeah, I'm definitely a fan of videogames. I usually play MMO's like Leauge of Legends. Used to play WoW, but it got bad after...uhh...which expansion was it again?"
"The warlords expansion." Doc replied correctly.
"Yeah, that one... say do you play videogames too, Doc?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I usually prefer RPG games like the Final Fantasy or Elder Scrolls series." the bearded man answered.
"Me too! Hell, Final Fantasy is my favorite series! But I've already beaten every good RPG I could find." I exclaimed.
"Is that so? Well I happen to be an avid collector of videogames, I'd be happy to lend you those you haven't completed yet." Doc offered.
"R-Really? You'd do that for me? Gee, thanks!" I said with a joyful tone.
"Bu first there's something I'd like to try Mister Einzbern, if it's okay with you." Doc asked.
"Depends. What is it?" I replied.
"Hypnosis. It's worked on every one of the 347 patients I've used it on." Doc answered.
Hypnosis? Not too sure, but...
"Honestly, if you think it'll help me get rid of my depression Doc. I'll do anything." I said.
"You sure about that? Anything?" he immediately asked.
...If there was one thing I knew, it was when someone asked this question, bad things would happen. Nope, nevermind. I was not ready to go through with this.
"Y-yeah...anything." I nervously replied, suprised at my response.
He made eye contact with me, giving me a serious, stern look. He wasn't smiling anymore. This was bad. I needed to get out of here.
"Are you sure?" he asked again, this time saying the words slower.
No, no, I'm fine. Infact, I feel better already! I think I'll just be leaving...
"...Yeah. A-Anything. Anything at all." I confirmed, astonished with my response.
What was I saying? I was probably about to be murdered or something by this guy or something. I needed to leave, now.
"Excellent Mister Einzbern. Gaia deems you worthy of 'The Gamer'. If you complete the storyline successfully, you will be cleansed and purified." Doc calmly replied in a monotone voice.
Um, what the fuckity fuck?
"...what the hell are you talking about Do-"
I couldn't finish my sentence, because at that moment, I completely blacked out.
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I opened my eyes to find myself still in Doc's office, lying on the floor. I slowly got up, observing my surroundings carefully. Nope, Doc wasn't here. Neither was the chair i was sitting in. I turned around to open the door and leave this freakshow of a place.
Unfortunately, there was no door where there should have been one.
I looked around the room, looking for an exit somewhere, but i couldn't seem to find one. Great, so that crazy doctor captured me, huh?
It was then I noticed the desk was still there. And...something that wasn't there before.
I walked towards the desk and picked up the unusual object. It was square like, with swirls on it. And it had lines that connected to those swirls on it. It was some type of fruit. But what kind of fruit has swirls-
"A Devil Fruit!?" I exclaimed.
Was this some type of joke? Was the doctor playing some type of game with me? Like hell this was real, this Had to be a Fake. But...
No, something told me this was real. But there's no way an actual devil fruit exists. Yet this pondering feeling in my soul told me that it was real, that i was holding a forbidden power in my palm. Well, there was only one way to confirm if it was genuine. So of course, i took a bite out of it.
Chewing the piece I bit off, I tasted absolutely nothing. From my knowledge, devil fruits were supposed to taste bad and this fruit tasted like nothing at all.
"Huh, I guess it's a Fake after all." I said, talking with my mouth full.
That's when I was hit with the horrible flavor. It tasted like rotten eggs. No, it was worse than that. 10 times as worse. Oh god it was so terrible, I actually cringed at the flavor. But for some reason, I couldn't spit it out. So i did the only other thing I could do.
I swallowed that bitch.
...Nothing. I didn't feel any different. Was it just a rotten fruit? Although Devil fruit users don't usually know the effects of their devil fruits after they eat them. I just had to find out what power I had. That is, if what I ate was actually genuine.
As soon as I thought that, I got my answer immediately. I would have never expected for what happened next to actually happen.
A blue screen appeared in front of me, and the Final Fantasy victory song played. I literally heard it, although I'm not sure where the sound came from.
Congratulations!
You, Leonardo D. Einzbern just ate the Gema Gema no Mi, otherwise known as the Gamer Gamer fruit!
You will now be automatically transported to "Tutorial Island", in order to prepare you for your One Piece adventure. Please sit quietly, and enjoy your ride.
Have a nice day!
Middle initial D!?
Gema Gema no Mi!?
ONE PIECE ADVENTURE!?
"What the fu-"
I couldn't complete my sentence, as once again I blacked out into complete darkness.
So, what do you guys think? I think that I did okay, but I feel like I messed up in some places. Ah, no worries.
The next chapter will come out in less than two days (most likely tomorrow), and it'll focus on Leo figuring out what happened, him learning how to use his Gema Gema powers, as well as using his 'The Gamer' and gaming intellect on how to exploit his gamer powers to their fullest extent.
Please do Review, I can use all the Criticism I can get.
Thanks for Reading!