Chapter 1

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I feel dizzy. My head throbbed too hard that made me groan. My heart beats much faster than usual. I coughed madly as my throat itches and it was burning. I groaned feeling uncomfortable as my body just felt pain. I squirmed in my bed feeling the discomfort.

I fluttered my eyes open but I did it slowly. The surroundings was bright. Too bright for my liking. Seems like I was still in my room. I blinked my eyes idly trying to adjust about how bright my room was.

"You're finally awake, huh?"

I jolted myself up and looked at the source of the voice. Now, I remembered what happened earlier before I passed out. As unbelievable as it was, there was a man who just magically appeared before me. I thought hysteria has gotten the best of me because of my fever but no. Right now, the guy was really right there. He was sitting comfortably in the chair of my drafting table. His legs were crossed. Even if his hat was in the way, I can still see his eyes. His eyes show a lot of emotions that was dwelling. The stare he was giving me made me flinched.

"You have a fever." He said.

"I..." There was no voice escaping from my mouth so I cleared my throat.

"I've scanned the room earlier. Can you explain what's this?"

He interrupted me before I could even speak something. He get my sketch pad that was lying in my drafting table. He showed me the unfinished drawing that I was sketching earlier. He was demanding for answers as he looked at me straight in the eye. I just gulped.

"Is this me...?"

Portgas D. Ace, the person who was in my drawing, asked. His eyes were twitching as if he was not believing what he see. His eyebrows were closed to each other. He was frowning. His mouth was slightly ajar. Truth to be told, that kind of expression in his face does not actually suits him very much.

"A-Ace...?" I managed to said at last.

The eyes of Ace narrowed. He inquired something with a voice of authority. "How'd you know me? Who are you?"

I did not answer right away. I was still in the shock mode. It was not everyday your favorite character from your favorite anime appeared before you and now speaking to you.

"Just call me Tala..."

"Tala, huh? Can I ask where am I?"

"In my room."

"Don't I know that?" He said like a mater-of-fact.

"Uh, apparently... You're not in the Grand Line. No- You're not even in your own world..."

"What?" Ace said aghast. "You're not making any sense."

His eyes landed on the posters of my room. He then eyed a one poster that he should not have seen. I quickly stood up and get my One Piece poster, not the wanted one, away from him. I tried hiding it but it was already late.

"Is that... Luffy?"

I groaned. I am already doing a bad job at this. "Listen... I know this will sound strange..."

"I don't think there's more stranger thing than this." He deadpanned. "I was with my brother, protecting him from a Marine Admiral. And then suddenly, I see a light that sucked me. And then, I was here. The strangest room I've ever seen. I find a sick girl, a drawing of me, a poster of Luffy and his crew and a toy of me...? What the hell's going on here!?"

Goddamn, seems like he had seen my one and only action figure. And it was him. Well, it did just lie there in plain sight. I sighed wistfully. I have a lot of explaining to do.

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