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Floating in the deep void of nothingness, a place where thoughts and identity have no meaning, a group of nine extraordinary people people were being considered by an entity. This entity, often referred to as Death by humanity, had a plan. It nodded once, with all the finality of a casket being lowered it the earth, and seemed to clap Its hands.
At once a viciously bright light shone, and the small humans, so seemingly insignificant against the greatness of the being, appeared to be standing in a blank white room. The being smiled to itself, these people would do very nicely for Its plans.
The nine people, known formerly as the Straw Hat Pirates had all died. They knew it and accepted it, after all they had all managed to complete their dreams before dying together as a family. They also felt no need to fight or ask any questions of the Being in front of them, which was worrying quite a few members of the crew.
The being gave a raspy laugh and then spoke to them, “You have done a great many good things as well as a great many bad things in your life, Straw Hat Pirates. I would say that you are very lucky.” And at that it stood there, waiting for them to gain their voices.
It didn’t have to wait long before the navigator spoke, “What do you mean by lucky? We are dead, right?”
“Exactly right. You have all entered my domain. No the reason for your luck, besides the Lady Luck favoring you, is that your good and bad balance out. This means that none of the others can take you from the eternal limbo unless I allow it.”
“Ah, Mr. Death, how is that a particularly good thing?” asked the archeologist with a particular morbid interest. After all, this entire conversation just proved the existence of an afterlife. It could be an interesting topic of study.
“Because, Nico Robin, both Order and Chaos took an interest in you. Chaos might like you, and Order might hate you, but both forms of contact are very dangerous for mortal souls.”
The Captain looked up from where he had his fingers very high up his nose, “So we do nothing for the rest of our deaths? That sounds so boring.” And he flicked his booger off to the side as his crew nodded at his words.
“For most people, yes. But I am willing to create a realm in death for you to just travel on seas and be able to do whatever you wish there. I will even bring the friends and allies you had in life to sail this new realm with you. However, first you must do something for me.”
The captain looked at the Being in front of him, an uncharacteristically serious expression on his face. “What do we gotta do?”
Death nodded, satisfied, “Either I, or some friends that I owe a favor, have particular
people who we favor or are integral to a particular world. Should you accept, you will be split up and reborn in different worlds to help these people fulfill their destiny or create a new one. You will be told of who you must help, and I will even allow you to keep the important abilities or objects in your life. In return it will be as I said before, I will even allow the new friends you make to go to this new realm as well. Do you accept?”
The Straw Hat Pirates looked at each other, before nodding to the Being.
“Excellent,” and they all faded, headed to the correct place, the place that each one would be able to help the best.
Death grinned, knowing that he wouldn’t be as bored as usual for the next several decades.