All Of The Worlds Will Be Mine

The fire crackled gently, casting a warm orange glow on the forest floor.Elric sat cross-legged in front of the flames, slowly turning the skewered meat over the fire. Fat dripped and sizzled as the rich aroma of roasted venison filled the air. He had seasoned it simply—with salt, crushed herbs, and wild spices he had foraged himself.

Each bite was juicy, packed with a natural, primal flavor.There were no artificial additives, no preservatives—only the pure essence of the forest. Compared to store-bought meat from his previous life, this was paradise.

"This stuff's a thousand times better than anything I've ever bought," Elric mumbled with a satisfied sigh, licking the grease from his fingers.

He finished his luxurious meal quickly, savoring every bite.Once done, he cleaned up, brushed his teeth with ash and a handmade brush, and began preparing for sleep. The quiet sounds of the night surrounded his home—the chirping of crickets, the distant rustling of wind through trees. It was peaceful.

He lay down on his straw mattress, wrapped in thick fur blankets, and let the silence lull him.

It didn't take long for sleep to pull him under.

But just as his mind sank into dreamland——his body suddenly vanished.

Gone without a trace.

No sound, no flash, no warning.

Just—gone.

A strange weightlessness gripped him. Elric's consciousness stirred, and his eyes snapped open.

The ceiling above him was all too familiar.

White paint. Slightly cracked corners. A flickering bulb.

"This… this is my room."

The very same room from his previous life on Earth.

He sat up in a rush, his heart thudding in his chest.

"This place again…"

Though it looked identical to his old bedroom, he knew the truth. This was only a replica——a mental realm, a white space created to serve as a meeting point between the fragments of his soul scattered across different worlds.

It was here, six months ago, that he first reunited with the version of himself from the One Piece world.

Hope surged through him.

Maybe someone else was here again?

He jumped up and scanned the room, and sure enough—

Sitting calmly in front of a computer desk was someone who looked almost exactly like him.

Same build. Same eyes. But the posture… and the aura…

"Hey! Man!" Elric called out.

The boy at the desk jolted at the sudden voice. He turned around, blinking in surprise.A wide smile quickly replaced the confusion on his face.

"Yo! Long time no see!"

His voice was bright, filled with a natural cheerfulness that felt more like a character straight out of One Piece.

This was Elric—the soul fragment who had been reincarnated in the world of One Piece.

Sixteen years old, currently living in a small village somewhere in East blue.

"How long's it been for you?" one piece Elric asked, stretching lazily.

"Six months," Marvel Elric replied, stepping closer. "And you?"

"Same. Weird, huh?" One piece Elric grinned. "Even though time flows differently in our worlds, we both came here exactly six months later."

"Yeah," Marvel Elric nodded. "Guess it's synced somehow."

He extended his right hand.

"Come on. Let's see how much stronger you've gotten."

Their connection allowed them to share strength, experience, and memory through direct contact. A handshake was enough.

But there was something unique about this sharing.

Elric couldn't train his borrowed powers. If he exercised or practiced in the Marvel world, the improvements only affected his original, unenhanced body. It was like trying to level up a game character using a different account.

The powers he used were like a Wi-Fi connection—streamed from one piece Elric. Only when One piece Elric grew stronger could Marvel Elric grow stronger.

Just as their hands were about to meet—

The room shook.

The walls trembled slightly. A low hum filled the space.

They both froze.

"Someone's coming," Elric muttered.

He had seen this phenomenon once before—when One piece Elric first appeared here. A ripple in the room. A spatial distortion. A new soul fragment crossing over into this shared dream realm.

Elric's heart began to race.

"What kind of world is this next version from?"

A soft flash of light erupted in the center of the room.

When the light faded, a young boy—barely ten years old—stood there.

His hair was a fiery red.

His face bore a strong resemblance to both Marvel Elric and One piece Elric, but there was a strange spark in his face. Something joyful. Something untamed.

He has a child cuteness, but not the innocence.

Marvel Elric and One piece Elric stared in silence.

"A child…?"

The realization hit them both at the same time.They had assumed that only versions of themselves who were at least sixteen—old enough to remember—could appear here. But clearly, that wasn't the case.

This boy…Had already awakened his memories and came here.

Maybe there is no rule, when to came here, or maybe he faced some accident.

"Who are you…?" Marvel Elric thought as he and One piece Elric approached, pushing aside the flood of questions and focusing only on the most important one:

Which world had this red-haired version of them landed in?

And what kind of power would he bring?