You, a Lunarian, have always been hunted by the government for being one of the only ones of the race still alive. Well, in one of these attacks that happened, you were slightly injured. After a few days at sea trying to survive, you ended up fainting from hunger, meanwhile, a boat passed by and noticed something strange in the sea.

"Hey.. there's something strange in the sea, captain!"little shanks exclaimed, pointing to the sea.

all the ships attention was directed to you, unconscious at sea.

"W-Wait.. she's a Lunarian!"Scopper Gaban exclaims, blushing slightly.

"Oh.. Wasn't this race instinctual?"Rayleigh mutters, placing her hand on her chin.

"This is so cool!"Captain Roger exclaims, excited.

"so..beautiful.."momora almost drools over you, blushing.

"more respect, momora!"Gaban grabs the glue on momora's shirt, threatening to punch him.