"Please sign the extra-dimensional form on the second line"

"No ma'am, I'm afraid tesseract-induced travel damages is not covered under your existence plan"

"May I recommend the planar existence bonus packages, sir? They guarantee a second attempt should you meet your untimely demise before the stated goal"

"I'm sorry, the ability to forcefully choose a love interest is only available to Plus Souls clients"

Sitting on the bench, I did the one thing I could. I waited. My feet shuffled on the floor, hands tucked between my knees as I eyed nervously the line of young men and women to my sides, all seated in similar plastic seats. Around us, crystalline walls formed small cubicles, each one seated by a woman or man in a pristine blue-and-gold three piece suit, two small wings protruding from behind their ears, talking eagerly with others, showcasing translucent forms and waving smalls sticks that wrote in soft glowing letters. To the left side, I saw a small line going onto a room where others entered glowing pods connected to the walls, a blinding light emanating from inside the closed ones. To the right, a figure clad in engraved plate-armor calmly ushered new arrivals through a beautifully-crafted metal archway, politely asking that they empty their pockets whenever the arch beeped with a chime. Above them, on the immaculate marble walls, a sign written in silver cursive.

TRANS-DIMENSIONAL RELOCATION CELESTIAL ENTERPRISES

How did I get myself in this situation…

…

Oh yeah

-O-

"Dammit, I'm gonna be late!"

I rushed up the steep incline of my hometown, munching on a cereal bar and backpack bumping against my back. I looked down at my watch… 2:05pm. 25 minutes to run the rest of the 3 kilometers to school. I felt the wind brushing against my hair, careful not to trip on the loose rocks on the sidewalk. Ahead, I saw the crosswalk, ready for—

"… Wait a second"

I stopped just short of the crosswalk, cereal bar hanging like a cigar from my mouth. The train of thought that went by my head was quite simple:

An empty street.

Food hanging from my mouth.

Being late.

Running headlong onto said street without too much attention.

I took a few more seconds to look to the sides, yet I saw nothing. No parked cars, no pedestrians, not even birds or animals. Just me, the street. I pondered for a few seconds, before carefully putting my foot forward, just over the edge…

And reeled back immediately as a truck seemed to materialize out of thin air and dashed past me, billowing dust behind it and barely missing my extended foot. I fell back on the floor, fall cushioned by my backpack. But in a few seconds, I stood up again and brushed the dirt off my clothes.

"Oh-hoho… Nice try there, truck-kun. But it'll take more than that to send me to another world" I laughed out, taking a triumphant step forward…

"… Wait why do I hear La Cucaracha?"

WHAM.

-O-

Turns out, when a regular truck fails to hit you, they send the taco truck next to "another world" you. Gotta say, that was not the plot-twist I was expecting.

"Number 4487603528, please step forward to booth 114"

I peered down at the small slip of paper that had been given to me, and saw the long numbered sequence just spoken. A quick glance to the side found me booth 114, a green crystal light hovering lazily over it. A single chair sat right beneath it, and right in front, a counter with another attendant behind it. The only unique feature on her, unfortunately, were her cyan-crystal eyes and long blonde ponytail. Bar that, she… Honestly looked just like any other member of this… Group? Organization? Company, we'll go with company.

"Hello there!" she chimed out cheerfully, her head tilted slightly to the side. "I am pleased to offer Celestial Enterprises' services to you!"

"Umm… Thank you… Though, I wish you guys had been more uhh… Subtle… With your service offer"

"Please understand that Celestial Enterprises chooses its reward program members at random, sir, and we wish to at least be able to offer our services once" she added almost mechanically, carefully setting aside some papers. "We apologize if it caused you any problems, but rest assured you will be returned to your proper dimension after your reward period has been finished, or you declare your experience satisfactory". I took a moment to ponder that statement, chin resting on my hand.

"… So… I'm not exactly dead?"

"Yes, that is correct"

"So if I wanted to return…?"

"Provided the trial time has passed, you'd be free to return to your own plane"

"And the reverse?"

"Also true. Please sign in this line"

"Oh, sure… And my destination?"

"Pre-picked according to your preferences"

"Right. Here you go"

"Alright, now please fill in this form with all the required information…"

Overall, it wasn't a very complex process. Just time-consuming. Writing everything down and handling all the paperwork for being isekai'd took much longer than I expected something like this to. But in the end, I had everything written down. My chosen appearance, a broad-strokes background, place of origin…

And name.

Fullbring Saga.

World of destination: One Piece.

I held the small stack of papers trembling, scanning over every written detail. This… Would be me. My life for the foreseeable future… It was quite something.

"And with that settled, please follow me to the transport pod, sir!" said the attendant. With a wave of her hand, the table slid onto the walls and opened up passage, letting the girl walk away towards the corridor once to my left.

The room was significantly smaller than I had expected. Instead of an impossibly large room filled with thousands of people, instead there were… Ten pods, in a room about the size of a slightly-larger dinner room. It seemed to have emptied out compared to when I arrived. The pods were not glowing anymore, and instead were open, six metallic petals stretching outwards. Inside, a gel-like substance wiggled even in the lack of wind, with small holes all around the walls. I walked closer to one of them, but the attendant swiftly grasped my wrist and turned me to another pod, opposite to the one I had picked. I took one more glance at the gel, then myself, then her.

"… So do I… Undress, or something…?" I asked nervously, sliding my coat off my back. The girl simply pulled it back onto me and pushed me onto the pod without a warning, that way-too-cheerful smile still on her face. Surprisingly, I did not feel any cold from being pushed onto space Jel-O. It instead seemed to just wrap around and over my body, like the air had become solid. It wasn't… Bad. At least I didn't have to get naked for it. The girl pressed something on the sides of the pod, and the petal doors slowly closed over my view, giving one last glimpse of the attendant waving and smiling at me.

"Please enjoy your new experiences, sir, and contact us for any needs!"

Darkness came just as quickly… Followed by light.

~O~

Attempt 2: Electric Boogaloo

So yeah… I wasn't really happy with how I was writing Across Seas. It was too… Weird.

All over the place and what not.

So I decided instead to re-do it from the ground up. First by not trying to play the "TOTALLY NOT A SELF-INSERT YOU GUYS" card, and then going with a more original story line. Be warned, it will take time before Saga meets the Straw Hats, so if you're here for them… It'll take time. For now, just a quick intro onto how I ended up on One Piece. More humorous than my previous attempt.

Hopefully it'll end up in better quality.

So here we go… Let us see the rising of a dragon.