Worst walk ever

King POV

It's already been two weeks, huh? It felt like an eternity. I'm much more dependent on games than I thought before. I don't even have that fancy phone from Hero Assotiation made by Metal Knight. Maybe I disliked mobile gaming in the past, but now I'm craving even a single game of pong. Maybe when I return I'll retire due to immense torture I'm experiencing at this moment.

I tried to find board games; they only had chess, but no good opponents. I searched for it very very hard. My legs hurt from all that walking. This town really almost covers an entire island.

Yesterday I saw only one pirate. This statistic is unbelivable. I tried to shortcut looking for a clothing store since I can't always wear my current outfit, which is comfy, but washing it every day from my sweat wore it out quite a bit. Anyways, taking that shortcut led me to some pirate picking a lock. He looked way less intimidating than any other that I had met before. He's more of a kid really.

Typical stuff happened right after: he surrendered. Really a kid. He cried his soul out, repeated himself a lot, saying that he was sorry. And he had a lot of tears, like a lot a lot. Another world of logic strikes again.

"Ehm, kid. Just don't do that again, okay?" I said. Just general life advice, basic as hell.

"Mr. King, I-I just n-need some money!" He said, sobbing. Jeez.

Well, maybe I'll help out a little. I just don't want to have to go here tomorrow. I'll deal with this really quickly.

"What's your name?"

"It's A-archont" said this boy, looking straight down. Depressing stuff.

Well, his name is quite nice. Weird, but in a good way. People's names here are either completely normal or totally insane, with nowhere in between. Who named their kid McSheriff? What if he became a baker? And also, last names are weird. Why have anything more than just your name? Why would you need it? Like, what are the chances there is a person named King here? Zero at best.

I looked at the kid. Messy clothes made out of rough fabric. Shoes that are made of chewed up gum or if they're really old. It looks like the trash shoes you fish out in a cartoon. His shirt is surprisingly nice. Cyan hair. I'm not even surprised anymore. I don't think they've invented hair dye yet.

Did I just do a drip check? Moving on.

"What are you fifteen? At your age, I also had a problem with money."

I just spent it all in the arcades. But that counts. Surely it does.

"I'm eighteen!" he looked me straight in the eyes. And they are dark red, because of course they are. Is he an anime protagonist?

"Well, Archont. I may have a job for you. "Do you know anything about Marines?"

McSheriff is really a nice guy, but he can't stop talking about not having enough manpower. If this guy eats like a normal human being, I think it's a good investment for them. Also, I feel kinda bad for eating his food and living in his mansion and not being able to repay him.

"Just say you are from King. I'm busy right now. "

I want new goddamn clothes. I walked to this clothing store, looked ragged. Bruh.

"THATS NOT GOING TO SELL AT ALL YOU OLD SHIT!" I heard a loud scream from the inside. I'll go check it out. Sounds like a grandma. She will feel bad after screaming that loud.

I open the door into this clothes-packed place no bigger than my bedroom in my world.

"SHUT THE HELL UP, I SAW THE DESIGNS IN MY SLEEP!" shouted the old man with fury. Isn't he like eighty? But his body is almost that of SuperAlloy Darkshine, I envy him a little bit. What genetics this man has.

They shouted at each other for a while, not seeing me at all. I look over and see a store counter with clothes. Not just any clothes, but exactly like my wardrobe. I can get lucky once in a while, huh.

"Excuse me. Can I buy those?" I think I have enough money.

"BRUHAHAHAHAHA I SAID IT, IN YOUR FACE YOU OLD HAG!" The old man started to dance and pump his hands in the air.

He seemed like an energetic person. We chatted a little bit before I bought all the clothes and went back to my temporary home.

I still don't know much. Everywhere I go, people struggle to have definite answers to things I want to know about. For example, what the hell are Devil Fruits? Do they bestow Devil powers on you, and then you go to hell? No thanks.

Some pirates are governments, like Yonko, as I heard. And to paraphrase McSheriff, they are "Someone somewhere doing something with unknown motivation." I am in an informational abyss. The information agency fell into a sinkhole right as I walked to it a week ago. Just awful luck.

I went for a walk the next day. It was awful.

I wanted to eat an apple. I saw a tree. The tree has weird, colorful fruits of various shapes. No way I'm even touching it. Maybe it's an art installation. I didn't want to get in trouble ruining it. And also, they don't look edible at all. And curse me, right after I decided to turn back since there was no food here, my leg fell into a hole in the ground.

I almost died from shock. As I dug myself out, I felt a strange object under my foot. It turned out to be a little wooden chest. I wasted two whole hours trying to get it out. The toughest workout of my life.

Call me stupid, but I thought this was a pirate world. There would be a treasure with gold and jewelery. It was some toys, a souvenir maybe. Various glass balls with arrows in them like a compass. They were labeled with lots of different names, but paint was long gone and all I could read was "Iaugn ale". Lame souvenir. Isn't this like a magnet on a fridge? Frustrated with my time lost, I threw it into the ocean. I felt better. Also, I feel like I have become stronger.

The next morning, I felt agonizing pain in my whole body. This muscle pain was unbearable and I wasted a whole hour in bed. I'm never digging something up again.

I heard a knock on my door.

"Yes?"

I pushed my body to its limit and stood up to open the door. It was Alice.

"First thing, Mr. King, did you really send that boy to us?"

Again with Mr. King.

"Just call me King. Yeah, I did. What about it? Did he mess up?"

Getting in trouble a day into new work would be lame.

"No problem at all. He is doing quite well."

Good to hear. The first good thing in a while.

Alice continued: "I have to inform you, Mr.Ki-...King that King Ham Burger of Ballywood Kingdom has requested you to come to the capital to meet him. I arranged a ship for today."

I signed.

Isn't this like a meeting with the president? This is a good opportunity to ask for a meeting with Vegapunk.

"Sure."

"I understand if you don't wish to, but... huh?"

"There is a problem?"

"N-no. It's our best ship at the port. I wish you the best of travel. "

Since my only things here were my new clothes and a snail that I named Zelda, I quickly got out and went to the port. Luckily, I knew most of the city by now.

I miss my home.