Phakchit Island

*Timeskip 4 years*

During nightfall in the main pier of a large village located in the east-blue, a red fish-man with ragged and dilapidated clothes could be seen emerging from the dark water. He had now entered the Phakchit territory dominated by the Black Mamba pirates.

Their leader was a feared man infamously known as 'The Slim Reaper' his abilities were unkown to most but with a bounty of 10,000,000 berry he struck fear on the inhabitants of the Phakchit village.

The Slim Reaper is a muscularly lean black man with a huge beard and a shaved head, besides that he is extremly tall, 208 centimeters to be exact.

As the Fish-Man in wrecked clothes came closer and closer to the village he was spotted by a worker. The worker called out asking if anyone was there but got no response in return, the Fish-man swiftly and silently ran away after realizing he had been discovered.

He hid in a dimly lit alleyway were he found a beggar, upon closer inspection the fish-man noticed that the old beggar was in a wheelchair and seemed to be quite empoverished, what gave that away was his clothing and his malnourished trembling body.

*Ryujin POV*

The old man tries reaching out to me, "hey" he utters with a shaky voice. "what's up old man" I say trying to seem mysterious. He replies with "are you with the Black Mamba pirates?"

'Are these pirates the reason why there were so many pirate ships in the pier?' I remark inside my mind. "No" I riposte, "who are these pirates?" The old soul trembling approaches me and says, "they are the ones that 'own' this island, these folks arent of the good kind" he ceases speaking for a while and gestures for me to be as silent as possible.

A man with a scar above his right eye comes into view and vocalizes his dissatisfaction with the amount of noise the crippled old beggar was producing. "Shut up, old fart!" the man seemed drunk yet he was carrying a flintlock pistol. The scarred individual sported a black button shirt with a white skull imprinted on its back and a black hat. It was quite obvious that he was a drunk and annoyed pirate, which were two dangerous things when combined together.

The pirate pulled out his flintlock and aimed it at the old man, but before he could even react I directed a powerful right hook towards his jaw. He isnt knocked out yet so I follow it up with a second pound to the face. With that he was umistakably KO'ed, which startled the old man, "who are you?" he says, still trying to figure out what happened.

"Im Ryujin, what about you?" I affirm. The old man seems quite skeptical but still answers me, "I am Sentoki" I question myself with the most puzzled look on my face. 'Did his parents honestly name him fighter jet' either way I retreat in case more pirates or a civillian were to find the man's unconcious body. In which case they wouldnt have anyone to blame since no one would suspect a crippled old man to be the one to knockout a pirate.

I go closer to the center of the village looking for a place to stay, since I had no money on me I would have to find a safe spot to rest on. The trip up to the island was difficult, during those 4 years of pure training I had grown a lot physically. The average height for a human 9 year old was around 130 - 133 cm, but I was already 158 cm. My muscles werent quite as strong as adult humans yet, but at least my boxing had improved greatly, although sadly I hadnt even gotten a glimpse on how to train to acquire fishman karate.

While I was thinking about this I found a secluded part of the village were I could rest peacfully without any interruptions whatsoever. I briskly go closer to a dead end alley and rest my head on a shredded matress. I commence to doze off but I start to recollect memories of my past and current life, those 4 years in solitude coupled with the brutality of the event made it hard for me to sleep peacfully.

*Timeskip several hours*

I woke up to Sentoki nagging me, he had a stick on his hand and was using it to poke me softly with it. Once he saw that I opened my eyes, he stopped, and was now waiting for me to regain awareness. I get up using the wall as support, and debriefed him on why he woke me up.

"The pirates are after you" He says, causing me to mentally curse. "The police in this village are corrupt, they get paid by the pirates to personally investigate, wrongfully imprison and turn a blind eye to their wrongdoings" he continues, "they put together a worker who witnessed a man in wretched clothing and the knock out drunk pirate close by"

'So they dont know who did it but know that both of these things are correlated, the old man scared me for a bit but it isnt that big of a deal' I sumarise, "Hey Sentoki, do you know anything else of substance about these pirates?"

"Yes I do, they are the Black Mambas, led by the infamous Slim Reaper. They have been exploiting this village for around 3 years and in such a short time they managed to wreck this entire place." The old man expresses with a hint of disgust, "as you can see by looking at this empoverished village."

The Slim Reaper and his men demanded outrageous protection payment and used both their own strength as well as the police force to incarcerate anyone who tried to get away with not paying their taxes.

'huh, slim reaper and black mamba, reminds me of a certain sports association back from earth, must be just a weird coincidence though.'