【OP】Marco gets a chance to do it all over again

He felt that he still had a little ability to hide his breath, at least before Ace turned his head to look at him halfway through blowing his white beard: "Marco! You said what I said, right?" Most of the straw hat gang Still unaware of his existence.

However, Ace howled out, and everyone looked in his direction. When they realized that there was always a person here, they almost jumped up in shock. The green-haired swordsman frowned especially fiercely. Probably because he was annoyed at how he couldn't even notice a living person.

The long-nosed sniper in the team has already started to cry: "My God, what day is it today and why did I meet so many big people..."

The orange-haired navigator also covered his mouth in surprise: "Marco the phoenix! This is such a famous name!"

But the attitudes of the straw hat boy himself and the little reindeer made people laugh and cry: "Phoenix?!! So amazing!!! Can I have a look?!!!"

Ugh.

Marco sighed, don't think about it, it is impossible to refuse Xingxingyan's request in this life.

The meeting of the three brothers cannot go on forever. After all, the Straw Hats have to set sail again. Before leaving, they exchanged life cards with each other. Marco watched the boy in the straw hat carefully fold the little white paper and put it away. good.

This time it won't let it disappear in front of you.he thinks.

On the way back, he said to Ace: "Ace, you go back to the Moby Dick first, I may have something to deal with here."

Ace looked at him suspiciously: "Marco, what are you doing? Can't I come with you?"

Marco had a headache thinking that this guy is really not easy to deal with when he is smart, but he really has to think about some problems alone: ​​the old man told him two very unclear words at the beginning, Long also questioned whether it was right for him to go back to the past and change the future.

As he himself said, Marco really doesn't know the answer. Subjectively, he certainly hopes to save Sage, Ace and Dad, but in this way too much history will be rewritten, and the Straw Hat Pirates have no answer. After two years of training, they set out again. Judging from their performance in the bar just now, they all know nothing about domineering. In the new world, they may not even survive the next day. The last time the Straw Hats found He is because of Wano country's problems, so what will happen now?If the Straw Hats and the others do not participate, will Wanokai continue to fall apart?

There are really too many uncertain factors, where can he get the correct answer?

"...Marco? Marco?! Are you still there?!!" The voice in his ear brought him back to reality, and Ace waved a hand in front of his eyes, "You're distracted again! What's going on with you ? Lately, he always looks like he is in a trance and worried, which is really wrong!"

"I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something." He waved his hand, "I really have something to do later, so don't follow me, go back to Moby Dick quickly, everyone else is worried about you..."

"Others are worried about you!!!" Ace interrupted his perfunctory answer forcefully, his black eyes stared straight at Marco, and there was already a hint of anger in his words.

Ace seldom shows anger in front of the Baituan people. Although he is young and impulsive, he will lose his temper due to some minor setbacks, but he never expresses anger easily. In the eyes of most people, he is just a person under 20 years old Everyone treats him like a little brother.

Marco was stunned by the other party's sudden anger. Only then did he realize that Portgas D. Ace was still the pirate named "Fire Fist".

"Marco, you are always like this! You take everything on yourself! You don't like to tell us what happened! Sachjoz and the others are quite familiar with you, and they always know what they can help. You have not been together as long as them, and your mind is more stupid, and your hands and feet are also slow. If you want to share with you, I am afraid that it will become a mess. It was fine before. I think you have to worry about things on the ship, but recently you have behaved It's really not right, the whole person looks tense as if afraid that something is going to happen, just a little bit about to collapse, everyone can see it! But you just don't say it! Why? We are not Family?!"

The boy yelled these words in one breath, and at the end his eyes were red, and he continued to stare at Marco panting, waiting for the other party to give him a reply.

Marco's heart suddenly surged with infinite sorrow and emotion at the same time. He felt that his tears had already flowed to his throat, and he couldn't flow out or swallow them. He was filled with guilt and had difficulty breathing.

"Ace..." He almost sighed and said the name, but he didn't know how to continue.

The other party rushed over and hugged him: "Marco, I always feel that you are leaving us. I don't know why, but I think I just can't catch you."

The body temperature of those with the ability to burn fruit has always been several degrees higher than that of ordinary people.

But Marco just felt cold all over.

Ace finally agreed to go back to Moby Dick first, and Marco handed him a phone bug and told him to contact him at any time, but he must tell him that he was safe when he returned to the ship.Ace agreed to him and told him to be careful. Marco nodded and watched Ace drive in the opposite direction.

Watching Ace leave his sight, Marco took out a permanent pointer from his pocket. He had carried this thing with him for an unknown amount of time, but he rarely used it. Now it should come in handy.

He stared at the red end of the little magnetic needle, and flapped his wings in the direction it pointed.

Marco set foot on this uninhabited island.

This is his hometown, but he hasn't been back for decades.

His childhood was very old-fashioned like many vicious pirates, in a poor town, orphaned, hungry, spurned, and he would receive endless abuse wherever he went.Marco felt that he was still a precocious person. When he was a child, he brought another group of kids who were in a similar situation to him to live in the dark alley on the street corner. What was different was probably his longing for the sea, which is why he would He tried his best to find books to learn the knowledge of navigation. Whenever he drew the nautical chart stroke by stroke with a quill pen, his little friends would sit quietly around the table and watch him seriously outline his dream. .

What would the sea be like outside?If this small town rejects him, the vast sea can always accommodate him, right?What kind of people will he meet?

While he was still sitting at the table drawing a nautical chart and imagining, the gunfire and screams outside the house had pierced his eardrums, and one of his little friends opened the door and shouted at him, "The pirates are coming!" Lah! Run quickly!" At that time, he was still young without the slightest hesitation, turned around and ran towards the center of the island with the rest of the people.

Most of the island where his hometown is located is covered by forests, and those green and twisted trees densely occupy most of the land, even if they are still very unfriendly to the local residents, every adult in the town tells their children that : "Don't go into the forest, there are demonic powers there."

But now the forest is not a demon, but the group of pirates behind him is, and he has no time to dwell on illusory legends.

Surviving in the jungle has never been easy. He led a group of children to pick berries and avoid poisonous snakes. The group of invading pirates seemed to be looking for something. I searched for it in the center of the island.

Young and weak children kept falling down, but Marco and the others couldn't stop. One night, when it rained heavily, when he and the only two children left were trembling, shivering and talking to each other in the damp tree hole While warming up, a hand full of scars and bloodstains stretched out—"We found them."

"Escape!!!"

Marco felt himself being pushed out, he staggered forward, stumbled countless times during the process, his body kept hitting the muddy ground mixed with stones, stood up again and again to wipe the smear on his face Rain and blood, until he found a gap between two giant green vines, and he slipped in, at first a vast darkness, then a faint blue light before his eyes, propping himself up on trembling knees groping along the light--

Do demons really exist?

That was probably the only thought in his young mind.

A huge closed space suddenly appeared in front of him, the faint blue fire came from nowhere, burning silently, surrounded by walls made of vines, the thick main stem in the middle coiled up, and finally The top - is a strangely shaped fruit glowing with faint blue flames.

Marco felt that he was probably bewitched. At that moment, he suddenly couldn't feel the fatigue of his body. He slowly climbed up the main stem, and finally came to the fruit. When he put his hand on its surface and tried to When he took it off, a sense of weightlessness hit him hard, and when he came back to his senses again, he was already standing in the endless burning blue flames. In front of him, a huge phoenix Looking down at him, the phantom beast that does not exist in reality, with gorgeous flaming feathers, and a tail decorated with three gold chains.

A true phoenix.

"Is it you, the brat, who will become my new host?"

The phoenix spoke, and Marco looked at him blankly, not knowing why.

"You said... what?" His voice was timid