Ray Varnt

Race

Human

Occupation

Pirate Captain

Ship

Exotic Ship x2, Island Ship

Location

mp

Skills

Leadership, Cooking, Stealth

Powers

Basic Fighting, Inhuman Fighting

Devil Fruit: Kaesu Kaesu no Mi – カエスカエスの実

Mythical Zoan: Model – Revenant (リヴァナント)
A mythical Zoan devil fruit that turns the user into an undying Revenant upon death. Unlike typical Zoans, there are no hybrid or beast forms, the change to the user's body is permanent after the user's first death, making this fruit seem like a Paramecia at first glance. The user no longer requires food, air, or sleep, has incredible recovery abilities and endlessly revives any time they fall until they take care of any unfinished businesses, regrets or goals.

Devil Fruit: Ijō Ijō no Mi – 異常異常の実

Amazing Paramecia: Ijō Ijō no Mi (異常異常の実)
A Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that allows its user to manifest figurative expressions and exaggerated and extraordinary effects

Haki

Conqueror's Domination

Perks

Multifruit, Genetic Freak (gore), Monstrosity (even more gore), Cosmetic Improvement and Superhuman

Equipment

Proper Pirate Get-Up and portable Den den Mushi

Drawbacks

Gonna Need a Compass
Unrivalled Obsession with his possible regrets

Devil Fruit: Kaesu Kaesu no Mi – カエスカエスの実

Mythical Zoan: Model – Revenant (リヴァナント)

The Kaesu Kaesu no Mi, or “Return Return Fruit,” is a Mythical Zoan that transforms its user into a Revenant, a mythical undead being cursed with endless revival until the root of their regret is uncovered. The user endlessly returns after death, restoring themselves from any damage or condition and no longer needs food, breath, or sleep.

Unlike typical Zoans, there are no hybrid or beast forms, the change is permanent after the user's first death making it similart and often mistaken with a Paramecia fruit of some sort.

Devil Fruit: Ijō Ijō no Mi – 異常異常の実

The Ijō Ijō no Mi (異常異常の実) is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that causes the user’s body to embody exaggeration itself, turning figurative expressions and heightened states into literal phenomena. In simple terms, whatever the user is feeling or pushing themselves toward gets taken too far, becoming something tangible and extraordinarily exaggerated.

If the user gets angry enough to feel like their blood is boiling, it might actually start heating up, raising their temperature and pressure. If they’re fired up, they could quite literally ignite or start giving off heat. On the flip side, if they’re all in on keeping their cool, their body might lower its temperature, slowing down and even giving off a chilling or freezing effect instead

It’s not limited to emotions either. Physical states and actions get exaggerated just as easily. If the user feels like they’re about to burst, pressure can build inside his body until he explodes. Winding up an attack actually makes it stronger, as the buildup gets exaggerated into more force when it’s released. Going all in on a movement or committing fully to an action results in a bigger payoff, while hesitation tends to dull the effect. Even things like calling out the name of an attack can reinforce it. If the user declares a move with enough intent behind it, the fruit treats that as part of the exaggeration

Fighting Style

He still regenerates from basically everything, and he still does it passively all without him needing to think about it. PActually turns out being undead he doesn't feel any pain at all, woah.
Ray has full control over how he recovers. He can let injuries fix themselves gradually, snap back instantly, or even delay it on purpose if it gives him an opening. And if things get messy enough, or he just feels like it’s faster, he’ll straight up let himself die and then a moment later he’s back, either rebuilding himself on the spot or reappearing nearby like nothing happened using his resurrection as a reset basically

He uses his excessive internal mass and pressure to compliment his brawling since when he hits something, it all gets shoved forward at once.

As said about his second fruit, some of the effects are stuff like if he’s pissed enough that his blood feels like it’s boiling, it actually starts heating up which can result in a scalding tsunami with the sheer amount of it he has. If he’s fired up, he can straight up start burning. If he decides he’s gonna keep his cool no matter what, his body cools down with him, slowing, stabilizing, even frosting over things around him.

If he feels like he’s about to burst? Too much pressure getting to him perhaps?

He bursts. Boom blood tide and organ avalanche. Very good combo with the boiling blood too.

He winds up attacks like a madman because it actually makes them hit harder. The more he builds something up, the more his body stacks behind it. He’ll pull his arm back way farther than necessary, hold it there just to let the tension build, winding it up in a circular motion like he's Popeye or something and then let it rip.

Gore, now with more gore!

His internal anatomy is beyond extreme, excessive to the point fo absurdity. He’s carrying around an absurd, borderline impossible amount of blood, organs, and general internal mass, all somehow compressed into a normal-sized frame. It’s not just “a lot more than usual.” It’s the kind of excess where, realistically, he should be exploding like a particularly powerful and morbid bomb.

Most of that excess is blood and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Enough that if it were all spilled at once you wouldn’t be talking about a pool or even a lake, you’d be talking about something closer to a tsunami.

That pressure never really goes away. It’s always there pushing and looking for somewhere to go so when Ray hits something the impact forces everything inside him to shift at once, and that pressure surges outward through the point of contact. The result is less “punch” and more wet cannon blast

DO-DOOOOM!

His classic Snapback Cannon sound was born this way.

His insides aren’t normal either, obviously. He’s got way more of everything than he should, and it’s all packed in there in ways that don’t make sense. His intestines alone are long enough to be used like weapons, and he does exactly that. He can lash with them, wrap people up, drag them around, or just use them like extra limbs when things get messy. They’re not fragile either, they’ve got weight and density behind them, like everything else in him.

The weirdest part is that none of this slows him down cause that extra mass, all that pressure, all that “too much” doesn’t make him sluggish or unstable. If anything, it just gives him more to work with like more force behind his movements and output when he pushes himself, and even more stuff to throw around when he decides to get creative.

Background

Ray Varnt died. Like, properly. End of the line, swallowed by the sea, lights out, done. And honestly? He wasn’t even that mad about it. Life wasn’t perfect, sure, but by the end of it he figured he’d done alright. Wrapped things up decently. No big, dramatic regrets. No “I should’ve done this” keeping him up at night. And then the Kaesu Kaesu no Mi dragged his ass back anyway.

That fruit doesn’t just revive people for fun. It brings back the ones who’ve got something left unfinished. Something unresolved. Some regret they didn’t settle before they kicked it.

So naturally, Ray’s first reaction was: “…the hell did I miss?”

And that’s been the problem ever since.
He remembers his life just fine. No gaps, no missing memories, no tragic amnesia excuse. Everything’s there, clear as day. Which somehow makes it worse, because now he’s stuck trying to figure out what kind of unfinished business is important enough to override death itself… and he’s got nothing.

So he started making guesses.

Then more guesses.

Then way too many guesses.

At some point it turned into a full-blown mess of a system where he’s basically treating everything as the possible key to soilving the situation. He keeps a constantly growing list of “possible regrets,” “missed dreams,” “maybe I should’ve done this?” ideas, scribbling them down like a lunatic, chasing them down one by one, and crossing them off just as fast when they turn out to be bullshit.

Every time he thinks he’s cracked it, he goes all in on it. Throws himself at it like this is the one, this is the thing that’s gonna finally let him stay dead next time. Somewhere along the way, all that chasing turned into actual momentum and what started as “I guess I’ll try shit until something sticks” turned into real adventures. Real fights. Real stakes and real connections.

For all the nonsense in his own life, Ray’s dead set on one thing: making sure the people around him don’t end up like him. No unfinished business, no “what ifs,” no regrets hanging over their heads when it’s all said and done.

He pushes them. Hard. If someone’s hesitating on a dream, he’s in their face about it. If they’re holding back, he calls them out. If they’re scared to take a step, he’s the guy shoving them forward going “do it now or you’ll hate yourself later.”

It’s not always gentle. Actually, it’s rarely gentle.