You've just acquired an open-world game called The Grand Line.
You love a challenge, so you choose to build a farm in Alabasta. With your powerful bloodline, you're sure it's only a matter of time before you turn the desert into an oasis.
Sure enough, three years later, you gaze at a flourishing Alabasta and smile with satisfaction.
Then you decide to take a vacation. After all, gaming too hard is bad for your health.
After three days of sightseeing, you log back into the game, eager to collect your reward for reaching the ending.
But the moment you arrive in Alabasta, you freeze. The oasis you spent three years painstakingly building is gone. A guy with slicked-back hair and a cigarette in his mouth is flinging sand everywhere, ready to fill in the lake you dug out one shovel at a time.
You (stiffening) (staring blankly) (suddenly enraged a moment later) (raising your spade): Die!
Crocodile, suddenly getting beaten up: ???
What the hell?
A shovel?
Why can an ordinary shovel hit a Logia Devil Fruit user?
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After hauling the sand-wielding environmental destroyer off to prison, you choose to restart the game for a second playthrough. You figure your bad luck last time was because you picked the wrong island, so this time you decide on a different route: become a big-time merchant in Dressrosa.
You return to your hard-core gaming life...
Theme: Farming above all!
