It was one of those days. Not a a bad day, where you're running late, the car won't start, it's raining, and you just started your period. It was a blank day. One where every moment extends into hours, and everything is a bit too much. Your mind just makes it all white noise, and you feel incredibly bored.

That pretty much summed up today. Mostly standard, and mind numbingly ordinary.

It meant I was pretty restless. Which is not good for trying to go to sleep. Yay I can't go to sleep, not.

Huffing for the thirty sixth time, yes I kept count, I rolled onto my back. I was very much wide awake and tempted to punch something.

Shoving off my blankets, I opened the door and tried to step out into to hall. Key word being, tried.

Instead of carpet, I hit open air and bright light. Which is how, when I tried to keep from falling; my doorway decided to vanish on me.

So, I was falling while half blind. But on the bright side, I didn't fall too far. Except I landed in water, and by the amount in my mouth; saltwater.

Lovely, did the gods want to add anything else? She really shouldn't have said that.

Something just brushed against her leg. Already imagining some sea creature about to bite her leg off; it was a bit surprising that it was just a chest.

Or it looked like a chest. She wished she had her glasses.

It was in fact, a chest. Now she just felt stupid. Well at least she could hold onto it and float.

Wait, that was either just a greenish blob or an island.

Okay, something was up. Random people dropped in the ocean don't just have a chest pop up and suddenly spot an island. Never mind that people don't just randomly drop in the ocean from their house that is nowhere near said ocean. Hopefully, she wasn't at the mercy of some sort of sadistic deity.

Knowing her own luck, it was most likely she was. Who was she kidding?

One nice thing was the water was warm and the maybe island wasn't too far away. And the mysterious chest was following her, great. That was a bit creepy. At least it wasn't trying to eat me.

Making it to the island was relatively easy. The problem was it didn't seem to be inhabited. Since she could lap the island in an hour, she knew there wasn't any people. But the damn chest was still following her.

Going by horror movie logic, she shouldn't open the chest. But, other than following her it didn't really have any bad vibes. It was not ominous, dark, or really anything that would ping her senses that something was wrong. Inspections resulted in nothing. It came off as ordinary. Except for the moving on its own.

Well, better find out now instead of driving herself crazy later.

She opened the chest.

Inside was a letter, three vials, clothing, a book, and a handheld fan. It was probably best to start with the letter.

Dear Ross Riza,

Welcome to One Piece. We're not entirely happy with how things are going so far, so we brought you in to help.

We're R.O.B.s, random omnipresent beings, that have left you some gifts to help you blend in. Also since your body is from a weaker dimension we gave it an upgrade.

Our gifts are new fireproof clothes, a manual to help you get started, vials that will give you three powers, and a weapon.

Good luck,

R.O.B.s

Well, I now knew I was fucked six ways to Sunday.