[EDITED]

A LOST GOD?

PROLOGUE

Zoro felt as though his head has just been smashed straight through a 10-inches thick of solid concrete wall. His left eye twitched a little as the pressure and ache crawled forward—right around the hinge of his jaw, eventually reaching the side of his neck and just below his temple—like a vice, it coiled around his head, was stabbing behind his ears and slithered over his eyelids. This odd stinging sensation had affected him a lot more than the usual morning hangover he would get after spending a whole night enjoying a feast with his crewmembers and that is saying a lot, considering that Zoro is quite a heavy drinker with an incredibly high alcohol tolerance. It was quite an unpleasant feeling for Zoro, fortunately for himself, the torment was quick to fade over time. He waited until the constant mental throbbing had ceased and at last, he managed to sit up and fairly peeled his one eye open.

Floating serenely, here and there, are a gather of translucent orbs of light. Dazzling and dancing merrily about his surroundings, onwards and upwards they go. Zoro propped himself up on his left elbow with his other forearm draped casually across his chiselled torso and looked around questioningly. After a good few seconds of unsuccessful inspection, he let out a grunt and sat himself upright.

'It's dark, too dark for me to see.. Where am I?'

Zoro angled his head downwards and realized that he can clearly see his own body and yet he couldn't even tell what's a few centimetres in front of him. Two legs, folded comfortably in a Criss-cross applesauce position under his open dark-green coat that is being held by a red sash around his waist—where his three swords are safely tucked into—can be perceived with normal eyes without difficulty. His scarred chest exposed to the open space, revealing a green haramaki underneath the long coat. He raised one of his hands in front of him in a single waving motion—reaching into nothingness—and proceeded to wriggle his fingers, baffled when his hand was not swallowed up by the darkness around him. Zoro rubbed his one good eye with the heel of his palm and swiveled his head around after the action, a single eyebrow arched. He scrunched up his eye into a squint, and studied the harmless looking orbs, all the while he was wondering to himself; how could it still be so dark with so many lights around. As if just finished making up his mind, Zoro abruptly stood up.

He realised an odd pattern with the see-through glowing spheres, the fact that not one of them have made any direct contact with him. Considering the large amount of these orbs drifting about, you think Zoro would get a brush or a peck at least once or twice by now. But no, it were as if they could sense his presence standing there, if one were ever to come close enough, it would immediately swivel around or over his head and moved toward a different direction.

It took a while, but Zoro finally came to grip with the situation at hand. Zoro was most definitely not confined in a dark room, nor was the pitch black around him to be what he would normally consider as darkness. A black void of space, a state of nothingness, an endless abyss. Becoming more unrest as the seconds ticked away, Zoro glimpsed another light orb had floated close enough to enter his personal space, and just as quickly he caught onto that the fact that bright floating spheres have started to grow in numbers, and at such an impressive rate. They kept multiplying and was spreading throughout the area like a wildfire, all the whilst they continued to glow brighter. The brightness blinded him for a second. As he flicked his one eye open once again, the lights had already illuminated the shadows around him until all he saw in his path was the colour white. The sudden change of picture threw Zoro off-balance for a moment, not knowing what he should expect to happen next.

"What the he-" Zoro managed to say out loud before he blacked out for the second time.

A/N: A VERY SHORT START AS PROLOGUE BUT I PROMISE IT WONT BE LIKE THIS WITH OTHER CHAPTERS. SO I GOT THIS PRETTY NEAT IDEA FOR A CROSSOVER FANFIC BETWEEN ONE PIECE AND DANMACHI. FOR THOSE WHO DOESNT KNOW THE SERIES BEFORE;

1) THE STORY "DANMACHI" TAKES PLACE IN A FICTIONAL CITY KNOWN AS ORARIO. ORARIO IS THE ONLY PLACE IN THE WORLD THAT HAS A DUNGEON.

2) THERE ARE VARIOUS GROUPS OF ADVENTURERS IN THIS STORY, DIFFERENT PARTIES AND THEY ALL BELONG IN AN ORGANIZATION CALLED A FAMILIA. KINDA LIKE A GUILD.

3) PEOPLE WHO JOIN ANY OF THESE FAMILIAS WILL SERVE A RANGE OF FUNCTIONS, FROM EXPLORING DUNGEONS TO CRAFTING ITEMS FROM THE COLLECTED GOODS YOU OBTAINED IN THE DUNGEON. EXACTLY LIKE MANY OTHER GREAT GAMES EVER CREATED.

4) HERE'S THE GOOD PART, EVERY FAMILIA IS NAMED AFTER AND SERVES A RESIDENT DEITY. AS IN, THE HEAD OF THEIR FAMILIA IS THE GOD/GODDESS THEY WORSHIP THEMSELVES. BUT OF COURSE THERE IS ALSO A LEADER WHO IS IN CHARGE AMONG THE OTHERS BECAUSE IT IS FORBIDDEN FOR A DEITY TO EVER STEP A FOOT INSIDE THE DUNGEON. BUT SOMEHOW THEY DONT SEEM TO CARE ABOUT THE RULES.

5) THE DUNGEON IS A BOTTOMLESS PIT WHERE THE MONSTERS' STRENGTH DEPENDS ON THE FLOORS OF THE DUNGEON. AS FAR AS EVERYONE KNOW, NO ONE HAS EVER REACHED THE LOWEST LEVEL OF THE DUNGEON YET. THE DUNGEON HAS A 50-FLOORS TOWER ON IT'S SURFACE THAT ACTS AS A LID. FAMOUSLT KNOWN THE BABEL TOWER.

6) EVERY DOZEN OF FLOORS OR SO WILL HAVE A BOSS-LEVEL MONSTER OR GUARDIAN. YOU HAVE TO DEFEAT AND SLAY IT IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE YOUR DESCEND IN THE DUNGEON. AGAIN, JUST LIKE MANY OTHER GREAT GAMES.

7) THOSE WHO DOESN'T JOIN A FAMILIA WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO ENTER THE DUNGEON BECAUSE IT IS DANGEROUS. YOU NEED TO JOIN A FAMILIA AND RECEIVE A BLESSING FROM YOUR DEITY. ONLY THEN, YOU CAN WORK YOUR MAGIC. I THINK..

AND SO I THOUGHT, ZORO, DEMIGOD ASHURA, DEITY, RING A BELL ANYONE? HENCE, A LOST GOD.