One piece: Without a system, I have to survive!

I stood among the fallen pirates.

My breaths were ragged. My vision swam.

Every inch of my body ached.

The scent of sweat, blood, and dirt filled my lungs.

I had won.

But it didn't feel like victory.

I was barely standing.

And I wasn't safe yet.

A New Threat?

The jungle was eerily quiet.

I strained my ears—listening.

Were there more pirates nearby?

Would reinforcements come?

If another group found me now…

I wouldn't survive.

I needed to move.

The Urge to Collapse

I took a step forward—and nearly fell.

Pain flared through my ribs.

My legs shook.

Damn it.

I pressed a hand against my side. Blood.

That last cutlass strike had done more damage than I thought.

I gritted my teeth.

No time to rest.

I had to find shelter. Water. Food. Anything.

I took another step.

Then another.

A Mysterious Presence

As I pushed through the jungle, something felt off.

I wasn't alone.

A presence… watching me.

Not hostile. But curious.

I stopped, scanning the trees.

For a moment, I saw nothing.

Then—

A figure moved in the shadows.

Fast. Silent.

Not a pirate.

Someone else.

Who Were They?

I tensed, trying to stand my ground despite my exhaustion.

Who was watching me?

A bounty hunter? A native of this island?

Or… something worse?

The figure disappeared.

My heart pounded.

Was I being followed?

I swallowed my fear.

Right now, it didn't matter.

I needed to survive.

And if they wanted to fight—

I'd be ready.