Chapter 1: I Am Moria!

July 6, 1510, Haiyuan calendar, summer.

In the new world, the weather is fine and the sky is clear.

Blue sky, white clouds, sea, beach, a beautiful island, and the sea breeze blowing in the face, it is really a beautiful start.

But a corpse on the beach broke the beauty here.

No, now it should be said that it is a person, because his fingers seem to move.

"Ugh!"

"It hurts!"

The man tried to open his eyes, but an extremely strong pain made him fall into a coma again.

There are still many wood chips and various sundries scattered on the sea. On a reef in the distance, you can also see a broken pirate ship, which is constantly beaten by the waves and may fall apart at any time.

It can be inferred that the person lying on the beach should have encountered a shipwreck and fortunately survived.

However, looking at the appearance of this person, I am afraid that one foot has also stepped into the underworld.

The whole head was almost split open, and the skull inside could be seen. The body was tattered, and there was almost no intact place on the clothes. There were wounds everywhere on the body, and some of the wounds had been soaked in the sea water and turned white. There was a small crab, still at a wound, waving its claws hard, trying to clamp the rotten meat from the wound and put it into its mouth.

On the tree next to it, there were a few black crows, cacking and circling over the body, but none of them dared to land. Only the small crab was eating the free meal.

But after pulling for a long time, the rotten meat was not eaten by the crab. In anger, the crab's claws clamped deep into the wound, and bright red blood kept flowing out.

Or maybe it was this stinging pain that made this "corpse" that had no reaction start to move. The crab felt bad, clamped a small piece of meat, and ran into the sea and disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, the corpse got up again and sat on the shore muttering to himself.

"I am Moriah!"

"I was reborn as Moriah."

"Ah, hiss... it hurts, it seems that I should deal with my wounds first."

Moriah dragged his broken body towards the island.

Looking for some daily necessities, preparing to clean the wound.

"People in the pirate world have really good physical fitness"

"You shed so much blood, you can even see your bones, but you are fine!"

"Otherwise, you would have died long ago!"

At night, the moonlight shines through the clouds next to Moriah.

Moriah ate roasted beast meat while recalling the memories in his mind.

It turned out that Moriah challenged Kaido after entering the new century. But in the end, Moriah's pirate group was almost wiped out. At the same time, he was also seriously injured, which led to this possession.

When Moriah challenged the Beasts Pirates, Kaido fought with Moriah's members. Seeing his partner dying in front of him, Moriah fought Kaido and was defeated. His partner was brutally killed in order to cover Moriah's escape.

Although Moriah was in One Piece, he was finally defeated by Luffy. However, his real strength is actually more than that. Now, Moriah has basically mastered the Armament Haki and Observation Haki. But because he was defeated by Kaido and his partner was brutally killed, he was devastated and his two-color Haki faded, and his strength continued to decline. Before being defeated by Kaido, Moriah could be said to be a great pirate in the New World, and many people were optimistic about him becoming the emperor of the sea. Otherwise, the World Government would not have made Moriah the first Seven Warlords of the Sea. At that time, Moriah could be said to have a very high reputation and had a large number of people under him. The World Government has a high opinion of Mo Yan. This may be a flattery of Moriah, but it also proves Moriah's strength from the side.

But the New World is always a world of the survival of the fittest. Moriah lost, Kaido won, and Kaido further consolidated his position as the emperor of the sea, while Moriah withdrew from the New World and never recovered.

But now that I have come to this world, the tragedy of the past will not happen again, and let this world remember the name Moriah again.

Moriah clenched his fist, but pulled the wound hard.

"Hiss..."

"Now I'd better rest and heal my wounds."

Moriah stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked to the simple bed next to him...