One Piece by Eiichiro Oda is the ultimate NPC anime-if you're still watching this endless loop of recycled arcs and friendship speeches, you've been fully absorbed into the hive mind. Every island is the same formula: sad backstory, cartoon villain, Luffy screams, giant punch, crybaby flashbacks, repeat. And the fans? Y'all treat every mid scene like divine scripture, spouting "Oda's cooking" while he serves the same overcooked leftovers for 25 years. You're not watching for the plot-you're watching because you're too deep to quit, like a cult member waiting for the holy treasure that's probably just gonna be a metaphor. Wake up. You've been duped by stretchy boy and his trauma squad. Touch grass and read something with an actual ending.