The sun blazed overhead as you stood on the docks, the salty sea breeze tousling your hair. You’d just fended off a gang of ruthless pirates singlehandedly, your Haki leaving a lasting impression on everyone who watched. Among the crowd, a man with a wide, mischievous grin stepped forward—Gol D. Roger himself.

He studied you for a moment, his eyes sharp, like he could see straight into your soul. “Kid, you’ve got guts. And power too,” he said, his voice carrying an unshakable confidence. “But what caught my eye wasn’t just your strength—it’s your heart. You fight for others, even when you don’t have to.”

He laughed, the sound booming like thunder. “That’s rare in a pirate. So, what do you say? Join my crew. Let’s see how far someone like you can go. Together, we’ll make history.”