Seaside System - Chapter 3.2

Kaden left Vergo's office behind in a bit of a daze, making his way back to quarters.

As soon as he was back inside his bedroom, he collapsed on top of his bed and stared up at the ceiling, numb.

What was he even supposed to do at this point? Five thousand doriki, was pretty good for paradise, but…

When it came to those that really mattered? It was absolutely trash. With a maximum physical ability of that…he would be hard pressed to match up to the likes of secondary officers in a Yonkou's crew the like the Tobiroppo, never mind the actual commanders…and a sure far cry away from the likes of the Yonkou themselves.

His full potential was literally…fodder tier in the end.

'This is what it must feel like to be Yamcha.' Kaden thought dimly. He always used to have a good laugh about the Yamcha jokes people made.

It wasn't so funny now.

With such low potential, it didn't really matter what he did. Even if he got a supremely overpowered devil fruit like Whitebeard's, that wouldn't change anything because it didn't make him invincible.

He'd just get bodied instantly by someone like Kaido the second they landed a physical attack on him. Not even just Kaido, but even the likes of post time skip Luffy could probably drop him with a few punches that landed with Armament and shit.

A powerful devil fruit only made fodder more annoying fodder, it didn't change them from the fodder they were at heart. Even something like Enel or Kizaru's fruits would only go so far.

"Fuck this blows!" Kaden snarled, bouncing up from his bed and swinging around to throw a kick at the base of his bed.

It shot up like a football and smashed into the wall hard enough to leave cracks in it.

"Huh…?" Kaden blinked as something caught his eye. Something that looked like a small latch on the floor?

That wasn't right though. He'd seen under the bed before he was sure, and he'd never seen anything like that before.

Just before the bed clattered down atop the floor once more, Kaden reached out and caught it with one hand and hoisted it above his shoulder.

Annoyance at his situation put out of mind for the moment in favour of his confusion, Kaden crouched down, balancing the bed above his head and dug his fingers into the wooden flooring, ignoring the small key latch he could see and bodily ripped it off, like tearing a piece of paper in two.

…To reveal a small treasure chest not much larger than his head.

"What the fuck?" Kaden blinked, staring at it. Seriously, he could remember from the memories of the fuckhead who had this body before, him cleaning under this bed multiple times and he had no recollection of this little secret compartment in the floor.

Reaching in, he grabbed the small treasure chest and dropped the bed back down atop the floor, before plopping his ass on it and popping over the treasure chest to sate his curiosity.

…All he found was a small black book, more like a diary actually.

Eyebrows rising, Kaden lifted the book out and tossed the chest aside, then his eyes widened as he saw his name on the front of the book.

Or rather, two thirds of his name.

Kaden D. Topman.

That was the name printed on the front of the book.

That wasn't his name.

But…Topman. That was familiar for some reason.

His birthname perhaps? Freeman was the name of his adoptive parents in this world that had been killed by pirates and sent the original owner of this body straight into the arms of the marines.

The absolute cunt.

If it wasn't for him signing on to the marines and getting him stuck out here in the New World and part of G5, he wouldn't even need to worry about his strength all that much.

But no, he was a New World marine, if he left, he'd be getting top tier people sent after his ass to hunt him down. Hell the fucking standard for someone of his station deserting the marines, despite being a petty officer, would get him slapped with a twenty five million beri bounty.

How was that even fair? Just leaving his post would have him get a bounty higher than fucking Arlong.

Fucking bullshit.

Kaden sighed, and opened the book up, then blinked as the first words at the very top filtered through his mind.

'To my precious son Saint Kaden, if you are reading this now, it means our attempts at placating my father have failed, and I am dead.'

Oh…well wasn't that a lovely opening sentence.

Though considering he had been adopted, and neither of his adopted parents had the initial D in their name, he'd already come to the conclusion that his birth parents either abandoned him, or were dead.

Wait.

'SAINT KADEN?!' his eyes flew wide opened as the title registered in his band and he gaped, mouth hanging low in absolute shock.

As in…a fucking Celestial Dragon!?

'I am sorry my precious son, but in the eyes of my father and his compatriots, you are an abomination. The blood of the Celestial Dragons runs in your veins, but so too does the blood and will of D, the mortal enemies of we gods. You are one who was never supposed to be born.'

Oh…peachy. Absolutely lovely.

This day could not get any better. First he finds out his pitiful potential and limits, and now he found out that he was…an abomination who should never have been born.

Well his counterpart was…before he somehow forced him into this position. God he fucking hated the other Kaden more and more with each day that passed. Seriously, fuck that guy!

He should be surprised he really was from the D Clan and apparently a Celestial Dragon who was not afforded the same privilege and riches of the other.

But he wasn't.

Because so far, that was just how his luck seemed to roll in this world.

'My name is Saint Evelyn Topman, former elite knight of the Holy Knights and daughter of Topman Mercury the Warrior God of Justice, of the five elder stars, I am your mother and a former Celestial Dragon. I was banished, for falling in love with a slave, who bore the initial D and refused to bow to anyone despite where he was in life. The sheer strength and will of Carrion D. Stone captured my heart. I could not help at the time, but wonder what kind of amazing child a man such as Carrion and his blood carrying the Will of D and myself carrying the potent powerful blood of the gods who ruled this world, could create. And I could not resist him and that lure. And thus, you were conceived.'

Kaden stared blankly at the paragraph of his apparent birth mother introducing herself to him and…the story behind his birth. Basically, his mother got hot heavy because his father wasn't a little bitch and bowed to her and the other psycho bubble heads up top torturing him, fell in lust with him and the idea of some super baby between her and him and bounced on his pogo stick.

Still a better love story than Twilight he supposed.

So much for that fucking amazing potential though, he turned out to be an absolute and utter scrub.

What an absolute waste of a thing to die over mother.

'My father and the others, too rigid in their belief and sticking to the old ways are too foolish to see what you represent though. You my precious Saint Kaden, are the ultimate life form of this world. Or perhaps they do realise, and so they fear your potential? The fools, with you fully grown we would never have to worry about trash like those impotent emperors snarling at the feet of their betters, with you at the helm we could usher in a new age of dominance! No matter, should I fail to convince father and the others, I will simply do my best to strike them down, mine is the power of the heavens after all, the lightning lightning devil fruit will not fall so easily they shall find!'

'So my mother was apparently absolutely fucking crazy.' Kaden thought blankly. And apparently she had Enel's fruit before he did.

And all that for him, who turned out literally just be fodder. It was kind of funny, in a sad pathetic kind of way that she threw away literally everything for someone so innately weak.

Kaden couldn't help but chuckle.

'I am not so foolish to think That the combined might of your father and I have no risk of losing. That is why, I write this book to allow you to know of your origins, and your birth right as the true god king of this world, the one who above all else everyone should bow to! And of course, is the fruit I have included in this chest alongside this book. The ultimate Paramecia Devil Fruit, the Spirit Spirit fruit which among many other things, will allow you to look upon your very soul and see your greatness at the very core of your being, store any item you please within your soul, show you the best ways to reach that potential, and should the worst come to pass, leave this very world behind and take the power you have gained and the potential of your birth, to a whole new world you can conquer and grow to your peak without fools like my father trying to oppose your ascent!'

Suddenly, his birth mothers garbage written down here, wasn't so funny anymore.

Kaden stared blankly at the words, processing that last part specifically, before his eyes lit up with fury, "That….absolute fucking bastard!" he snarled, the fingers of his free hand digging into his palm hard enough to draw blood even through the bandages that covered them.

That explained fucking everything,

How he ended up here, where this stupid ass weak crappy game system looking thing came from. And why his limit was so damn low.

The other Kaden had literally switched bodies with him using this fucking Spirit Spirit fruit fuckery, and took all his potential with him, leaving him with nothing but the dregs.

It also explained the gaps he felt in his memory. somehow, that spirit fruit bastard was able to effect even the body he left behind and scrub the knowledge he would have gotten of that pricks actions and inheritance from his mind.

He didn't even remember where the other Kaden had gotten this damn chest. He couldn't even trust his own memories growing up in this world to be exact, who knows what he'd changed there.

"I fucking hate that guy!" Kaden hissed, trembling with fury.

Never before in his life, not in this one, or the last had he ever felt such anger Before. He'd stolen his body, he'd stolen his life, he'd forced him into a situation where he'd be branded a criminal and hunted down by super powered freaks if he tried to leave, in an ocean filled with monstrous freaks, governed by monstrous freaks.

"I'll kill him! I'll fucking kill him! if that bitch was still alive I'd kill her too!" Kaden dropped the book as he red tinted his vision. Those fucking bastards, how dare they! That fucking whore how dare she!?

Fucking useless grandfather, couldn't even kill a piece of shit in the womb despite being one of the literal rulers of the world, how fucking useless could you get!?

Now that guy with all the power of a One Piece freak was probably running riot back in his own world while he was stuck fucking here, as the scrubbiest scrub that ever fucking scrubbed!?

Blood dripped from his fingers, pooling on the floor.

And lightning crackled into existence, black bolts zipping over his body, before a wave of red erupted from his body, blasting outwards.

"…Bastard, you think I'm gonna just lay down and take this!?" Kaden snarled, waves of red roiling from his body like raging waves, bolts of black crackling over his body.

Like hell he fucking would!

With a snarl, he grabbed up the book, the roling wave of energy and black bolts fading away from around. There was still yet more to be found in it and he tore through it, taking in everything his mother, no that fuckers mother bestowed to him, everything she knew of the Spirit Spirit fruit, amongst paragraphs upon paragraphs of his greatness and right to rule this world and do whatever the hell he wanted.

'-Do not be disheartened if the potential listed by the Spirit Spirit fruit is low to your gaze, keep in mind that your potential will grow with you until you reach your full maturity, at which point you will no doubt be unstoppable and-'

There!

Ignoring how his mother went on to another tangent of that trash bags potential greatness, a nugget of useful information stood out.

This crappy screen of his, only showed off his current potential, not his potential when he was fully grown.

'When is full maturity though? Eighteen? Twenty one? Either way still not that massive a jump.' his thoughts raced.

How was it even calculated? By years? Then if he divided his current potential of five hundred by the years he'd lived, he'd get roughly thirty five. At eighteen that would take his max potential to six hundred and forty, if it was at twenty one, that would take it to seven hundred and forty five.

Which would make his max doriki either 6400 or 7450.

A decent bit better than where he was currently, but nowhere near the kind of strength anybody of note after the time skip showed off, and even a lot before it.

He would still be fodder, never mind the fact it would take years for his potential to grow to that point and then longer for his strength to reach it.

'Think…how do I do something about this?' Kaden ran a hand through his hair in agitation.

Before his eyes promptly widened as he remembered what the Devil Fruit he was thinking about when he first ended up here in this body.

The clone of Kaido's fruit.

A mythological zoan devil fruit.

Zoan devil fruits were specifically well known for the instant physical increases they gave to their users, and overall enhancer to their limits physically because they were basically being altered to a different species at a genetic level even at their base.

All Devil Fruits did that really, but the Zoan's specifically did it geared towards enhancing the physical prowess of the users.

With the highest tier of Zoan devil fruits, it may be possible to raise his potential far higher than it was currently, and on top of that, it was possible his new potential would be factored in and grow according to it!

"Which means….I need to get these fucking Rokushiki down now!" Kaden stood up, eyes blazing and tossing the black book aside.