Monkey D. Luffy, the King of Pirates, has seen a lot in his short life. He 's seen an island in the sky, an island that was under the sea, and he 's even seen an island that was half on fire and half frozen. He 's made friends everywhere he went, carrying around precious people like nobles carried around cash. He has the World 's Greatest Swordsmen as his First Mate, the best sniper as his close friend, an Emperor of the Sea as his closest ally.

He also carried many enemies; made friend and enemies at every turn. The world government was after him for being free, like it was a crime to dream and achieve those goals. He was chased and chased and chased for the sole reason of being a man who has seen everything the world had to offer. He 's seen the island in the sky, the island under the sea, he 's seen islands that held Samurai, ones that had dinosaurs.

He found the One Piece.

Luffy hasn 't just seen majestic views, hasn 't just seen countless battles against the Marines that constantly believe they could pick a fight with him, hasn 't just seen life. He 's seen death. Lots of death. Death of his loved ones, people he cared for more than anything in the world. Ace, Sabo, Nami, Chopper, Robin, Franky ' everyone he held dear.

Luffy, he was going to see his own end too. And, yes, maybe it was a bit clich ', but he was going out with a bang. He grinned on the scaffolding he was chained to despite how much he wanted to cry ' for his lost crew, for the amazing adventure he had, for the life he lived without any regrets ' and he told the world, just like the King before him, that his tressure was theirs for the taking.

They just had to find it.

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Luffy blinked awake, his vision met with a wooden roof and snores reaching his ears. He could feel a foot against his side, a hand on his forehead, and what felt like curly hair over his cheeks. He was lying on a thin mattress, a blanket riding low on his hips and the red shirt on his thin ' very thin, and small ' frame jostled up.

The Pirate King sat up slowly, blinking out of his daze as he looked down at the people around him. Ace and Sabo, his brothers, were sleeping peacefully besides him, not a care in the world.

Luffy blinked, his mind trying to understand what he was seeing. He lifted a hand, gazed at it before he touched the scar under his eye. He lifted his shirt, looking at his chest, one that was previously marked with a bold X, and he just 'stared. Was this some type of afterlife? Because he knows he died. He

knows

that his life ended, and he died without any regrets, just like he promised his brother he would.

So 'why was he looking at his brothers? His brothers as kids?

Luffy brough his hand up, and slapped Ace across the face quickly. Dark eyes opened and Ace let out an angry yell, glaring at him as he nursed his red cheek.

'The hell, Luffy?! ' he yelled, Sabo stirring besides them.

Luffy turned to Sabo, pursing his lips, and then proceeded to slap him as well.

'Oi! ' Sabo barked.

They both tackled Luffy, and he laughed as his head hit the ground. If this was his afterlife, Luffy would be fine with that. And if it was more than an afterlife, if he had somehow managed to go back in time, he would be fine with that as well. Maybe this time, he 'd manage to save his brothers, and his nakama.

Luffy smiled his D smile and laughed because, fuck, he wasn 't the Pirate King for no reason.