It had been two years.

Two years since the Straw hats fought Kuma and lost, getting separated and leaving to train and get stronger. Without it they wouldn’t survive, and while scattered to every corner of the Grand line they had no contact with anyone else.

They had no idea if anyone would survive long enough to meet at Soabody…..but all anyone could do was hope.

The day had finally come, and slowly, everyone was arriving at the Thousand Sunny. There were a few tearful reunions, friends reuniting, and stories being shared.

Zoro however had mostly been quiet through the whole ordeal. By this point, he had noticed someone was missing. Someone important to him. The person he loved, the one person he had missed so much in the two long years that they'd been apart…..