One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

Death again?

section 3

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[Turn Time, 1 month]

It's been about a month since I've been here, I think. 

I'm not sure because I don't have a calendar in this mud house, nor is there a clock.

For the past month, I've just been lying in a crib, just like now. It's not a good feeling, I'll give you that.

Something very worrying happened to me. At first, when I was born, I soon realized that my memory was blurred and damaged. Many parts are missing. To be honest I was scared, afraid I would forget my family. But luckily, ever since I woke up today, I feel much better than before.

Not only did most of my memories return, but it was also clearer and sharper than before.

Maybe my soul memory fused with my new brain until now, and was finally finished? I can only speculate.

Although the good thing is, with my memories back, I can also control my body a little better than before. That's good progress for me.

Letting go of yawning, I guess it's time to take a nap.

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I woke up to the sound of crying and soon realized that I was the source of that voice.

I was in a dilemma. I am alone in this world, far away from my mother and brother. Far from my enemy that I should have killed. The first makes me sad, the second makes me angry. All of this, along with the baby hormones, seemed to be enough to make me cry like a pig about to be slaughtered.

Not a bad thing though. Venting my emotions as a child is better than holding it in my heart and becoming a restless Sasuke in the future. 

After all, now that I'm awake, I'm hungry. I stopped crying not to waste too much energy until the Isa woman came.

After my mother died, I was put in this house. The old woman from before came several times to check on me, and that was it. Other than her, another woman, Isa her name, came to feed me most of the time. 

He was apparently a close friend of my late mother, perhaps even a cousin based on some of her words. She fortunately seems to have little medical knowledge, at least more than older women than before who consider not crying after birth is a good sign. 

I also confirmed that my father died. Although not much can be confirmed because the old woman from earlier said 'my late father' named me Amon.

...Where is Isa now? I'm getting hungry.

Isa suckled me. Very nice lady, but she talks too much, I don't like her. But even though it sucks, he remains a good source of information. Because that shitty talk made me know that she was my mom's cousin.

From that shitty chatter, I learned that I was born in a tribe. I have no blood relatives left. I only have an uncle and a cousin who were born just a few days before me. Called Wyper-

"...!"

I woke up from my daydream when I heard the door open in a voice *crew *. I raised my hand up in the air as if trying to reach the ceiling while making a strange "Waa", "Hawah" sound. 

Act like a child, in other words.

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[General Pov]

While Amon was acting like a curious baby, the door opened and an old man walked beside a tanned-skinned man with tight muscles. 

Amon was lying on his bed, so he could not see who had entered the room. Instead, he raised his ears, trying to learn how many people were there. 

'Hmm...' Although she was soon breastfeeding, she easily found out that the one who entered the room was not Isa and it was two people. 

He did not know why, but he felt that even without his ears, he could sense them somehow. 

Soon after, the sight of two men entered the corner of Amon's vision, confirming his strange feeling. 

'So my guess is right... Is this the advantage of being a part of this winged race?' Amon thought in his heart.

The two men stopped after reaching Amon's bed just as Amon held his breath in surprise at the man's muscular appearance. 

Next to the old man with gray hair and a beard, who was unattractive except for the dog skin on his head, the person who attracted Amon stood up.

He was a big tanned man with tight muscle building. His long black hair lay on his scalp as it flowed down his back. The right side of his body contained different types of tribal tattoos and even the right side of his face was covered with the same tattoo. She was wearing a grass skirt, with a belt decorated with three small ornaments that looked like fangs or claws on her waist.

There's something else. Both had small wings on their backs, like his late mother, the old woman, Isa and himself.

Furthermore, the muscular man clearly looked like a warrior, while the old man could have been the chief of this tribe. He was not sure about the latter.

Then Ammon narrowed his eyes towards them. The two of them suddenly seemed very familiar to him. He could not show where he had seen them.

"Chairman, so this is my nephew?" The tanned man asked the old man. "My sister really left a cute baby ..."

The muscular man then took Amon and held him as high as his eyes. "However, We are the Warriors of Shandora, the protectors of God... We don't need cute guys who look weak."

The intimidating aura left the man's body as Amon stiffened.

He was shocked by the man's words. It seemed that it was not the tone that an uncle would use, as he claimed. First of all, babies are automatically funny, or is this world different?

Amon wanted to fight, but it didn't seem to matter. She's 1 month old. 

From Isa's loose mouth, he found out about his uncle as well as his cousin of his age. But this was the first time he had met one of the two, especially his uncle. Now that he met her .. part of him hoped otherwise.

As if Amon was an insect, the old man who had just been referred to as the Chieftain, glared at Amon for a moment before staring at the tanned man.

"You're right Viper. Just like you and your sister, this child is also a descendant of the great ancestor of Kalgara. He's your niece." The old man sighed and shook his head. "But you know...What did your traitor brother do, right? He was actually trying to negotiate with the self-proclaimed 'God' to end this war!" 

He said with a restless voice. Slowly, his every word made Amon suspicious, maybe he knew where he was now.

Hearing the chieftain, the big man named Viper nodded silently. "I know."

The attitude of the chieftain then suddenly changed as he said in a trembling voice. "You know Viper, he's a traitor. So I was forced to pull some strings and eliminate them, in the name of death on the battlefield." Body shaking. "I thought it would be enough to forgive us of the sins he committed, but the recent attacks, all failed. This must be Kalgara's rage! W-we have to do something!"

There was panic in the old man's eyes. Amon became very nervous to hear his words and began to have a bad feeling about this.

The old man then looked at Viper seriously before gulping. "Viper, I've sent your brother to his death. But, even after eliminating the traitor and his wife... We are still suffering. Y-you know what that means, right?" 

Viper nodded at this question and replied. "That means we have been cursed by the soul of the god Kalgara."

The head let out a nervous smile hearing it. "Yes, you're right. As expected of you... Therefore, we need to do something." 

He then pointed towards Amon, who was in Viper's arms. "We must sacrifice this child!"

Amon cursed in his mind.

Then the hand of the chief began to tremble. "B-but I'm afraid. Just because I indirectly killed his father, a descendant of Kalgara, so many bad things happened to that tribe... Now, if I take this kid's life with my own hands, t-then…"

The old man's wand fell to the floor because of his trembling hands. He then held onto Viper's shoulder and started shaking her violently.

"V-Viper. You are his uncle, the only blood relative left in this world. Moreover, you are a descendant of Kalgara himself. J-so, you'll probably be fine after killing-sacrificing him! You have to do it now, for the sake of the tribe!" The head had a horrified expression on his face, and when Amon entered the corner of his eyes, he made a face as if he was looking at the devil ...

His gaze frightened Amon. He clenched his teeth in anger and frustration. 

At first, he did not care about death a second time, but now the case was different. He had discovered his current location, a world he was very familiar with. He could reach great power in this world, but... Will he die again?!

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