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

, too light to hear.

"Tsk." The giant blue bird spoke in an impatient tone, and the ending turned into an echo that oscillated in the entire space, "What do you want? Strength? Wisdom? Longevity? There must be someone you want, right? Be my host I can help you achieve it. I know this sounds like an old-fashioned trap, but it’s actually just an ordinary transaction. Countless people have tried it for tens of thousands of years, not bad for you.”

The amount of information is too huge, and Marco still can't react. He just thinks that this bird is a bit talkative, and he finds it troublesome to explain while talking too much.

"I...I..." He gritted his teeth, "I just want to live, I want to go outside, I want to see the sea."

After a moment of silence, the big bird spoke again: "Live... huh... It's nothing more than a simple wish... Then, swallow this fruit."

His eyes suddenly went dark, and when Marco's vision became clear again, he had already picked the fruit from the vine, and the faint blue light shone brighter than before. He hesitated for a while, and swallowed it whole down.

Too bad to eat.

This was the only thought in Marco's mind. The sticky, sour and vengeful taste filled his mouth, causing his stomach to convulse. After walking out of the secret room for a long time, he finally couldn't help but hold on to the tree trunk I retched.

However, in the next second, the group of pirates shouted from afar.

They found him anyway.

Marko watched dozens of vicious pirates holding knives and guns and gathering in his direction with hideous faces. He looked around in panic, not knowing which direction to flee.

It's over, he thought, the big bird lied to me, there is no way I can live, let alone see the sea.

The leader of the pirates walked towards him step by step, and finally picked up his collar, and clamped the dagger around his neck with one hand: "Little friend, I want to know if there are any plants that look particularly strange on your island?" ? Its fruit looks very strange, and there is only one fruit in the whole tree, have you seen it?"

Marco's breath was stagnant, he thought of all the things he had experienced just now, and began to struggle violently.

The pirate leader gave him a disgusted look, and threw him on the ground directly: "He probably doesn't know, let's look for it again, this kid is no longer needed."

He fell face down on the ground, and his teeth hit his tongue and the wall of his mouth fiercely, but he didn't feel any special pain, and he couldn't taste the blood in his mouth.

Someone responded, took the dagger, and wiped it at his neck.

Marco closed his eyes.

But death did not come, he felt that he was thrown to the ground, and the crew member who did it stared at him in horror: "Boss, look at his neck!!"

He lowered his head for no apparent reason, and saw—

Blue flames continuously emerged from his arterial throat that should have been severed, and the terrifying wound gradually healed under the firelight, before finally disappearing.

"!! You fucking——" The pirate leader was shocked for a second, and then his facial expression became distorted with extreme rage, "You kid actually gave the fruit to..."

He swung his thick arm and swung it fiercely at Marco, but Marco didn't move, he stood there in a daze, looking at the body he was no longer familiar with, and didn't even realize that the fist was only a few centimeters away from him So that the body hit the ground hard.

"Give me...hit him! Hit him to death!" The pirate leader roared and ordered, "He can't die after eating the fruit, so I want him to experience the feeling that life is worse than death... .”

The crew members responded and surrounded him with machetes and guns. Marco subconsciously hugged his head and curled up. Those sticks hit his hands, legs, and spine, and the pain erupted in those parts. It disappeared in an instant, like dense needles, and he cried and moaned in the blue flame, at a loss.

Marco didn't know when the beating stopped. When he came back from the trance again, there was no one around, only a piece of messy grass and bloody sticks left.

He tried to stand up, but found that his whole body lost strength, but under the tattered clothes, he couldn't find a wound on his body.

He lay on the ground, leaning on his chin and trying to move towards the port little by little. It didn't matter how long it had been. When he saw those familiar houses that had been destroyed by artillery fire again, there was only deathly silence in the air. Some of the corpses on the street had begun to decompose, exuding a disgusting smell.

Marco knelt there blankly, his eyes focused blankly on a point on the coastline, and vaguely heard footsteps coming from ahead.

Looking up, the tall, stalwart, strong and strong blond man was standing in front of him. He was holding a big knife and his beard was ridiculously crescent-shaped.

The man knelt down on one knee, bent over and lowered his head: "Are you okay?"

He nodded and shook his head again.

Then the man held out a hand to him:

"So, will you come with me?"

It was here that Marco met the redemption of his life.

Memories come to an abrupt end.

Marco looked at the dilapidated town in front of him.

There used to be a trace of human smoke and vitality here, but then there was nothing, even the corrupt corpses were completely rotten, only a few skeletons remained, scattered by the wind.

Marco didn't stay long, he walked directly to the forest in the center of the island.

Decades of uninterrupted environment made the trees grow more luxuriantly and wildly. It took Marco a long time to find the original gap again. He was much taller than when he was a child, and it took a little more effort this time. Just got through that gap.

He walked in the boundless darkness, and the closure of vision made other senses more alert, so that when the ringing of the phone bug suddenly appeared in the air, he almost jumped up in fright.

"Hello?" He answered the phone bug.

"Marco! It's me!" Ace's excited voice came from the other end, and Marco raised his eyebrows, thinking that this kid had something to be happy about again, "Ace? Is everything okay?"

"Huh?" The voice over there hesitated for a while, which made Marco a little uneasy, but Ace's answer came immediately: "I'm fine! I'm with Dad, Sarge and the others now, everyone It's all good! So don't worry Marko!"

Marco chuckled unconsciously: "That's good, I don't have any big problems here."

Then there was the sound of the microphone snatching from the other side, and Sach's voice came out: "Bald Ma, don't come over too hurriedly, deal with the matter at hand first, do you understand?"

Then the old man's voice also came: "Is my eldest son okay?"

He nodded and answered one by one: "Well, I see, I am fine, daddy."

The voice of the phone was not very clear, and it was always mixed with the noise of "sizzling". Marco guessed that it might be an environmental problem. After all, he is now in the center of a small island that has been isolated from the world for a long time, and is still surrounded by plant vines Looking at the interior of the room.

He looked around, thought for a while and said, "Father Sakies, I'm a bit troubled around here, it's not suitable for making calls, so it's okay to hang up first?"

He obviously felt that the three people on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and Ace said:

"Okay, bye bye, Marco!"

"We all miss you..."

"...and everyone."

The ending of the last four words was mixed with the "Zizi" sound of the phone bug.

Marco didn't hear it.

Marco felt that he had walked for a long time, but he hadn't reached the central vine in his memory.

Strange, did I walk so much at that time?Did I remember wrongly?

Thinking like this, he suddenly found a small light appeared in front of his eyes, and gradually became wider and brighter as he moved forward.

It's not a blue fire light, but a real white light. What's going on here?

He continued to walk towards the light. As he walked, his sight gradually widened. When he realized that everything in front of him became clear, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have walked out of the cave, and there were still tall green trees in front of him. It wasn't the trees he had seen before, but they were inexplicably familiar.

Was there such a place on his native island?Why would he be ignorant?Did he really find the right entrance?Why didn't I see the main stem this time?

No one answered him, so he could only explore in silence.

Marco tried to walk in the jungle while pulling the branches in front of him. To his delight, the trees seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and walking was no longer so strenuous. Are you going to the edge of the island?

...and what's up with this gradually intensified floral fragrance?

He was sure that he hadn't smelled it wrong, the fragrance of flowers in the air became more and more fragrant, stimulating his nasal cavity, and the scene in front of him became more and more familiar-the trees were completely gone, and the goal was only a piece of white sand, and far away...

No, no, no, no, no no no no no... He screamed crazily in his heart, it wasn't what he thought, he must have remembered wrongly, Marco ran in that direction with all his might, He even forgot that he could use the ability to fly.

A long and wide avenue, with countless carefully placed flowers on both sides of the road, at the end of the road——

Marco sat down on his knees with a "plop", his knees hitting the ground heavily.

At the end of the road are two tombstones, one reads "Portgas D. Ace",