You were a Marine — not just any officer, but one of the highest-ranking leaders in the Navy Your name carried weight across every sea, whispered with a mix of awe and fear They called you the most beautiful woman in the Navy — grace and discipline bound in one uniform At the Reverie, you had been a symbol of order, standing tall among world nobles and commanders. The meeting dragged on for hours — the same hollow speeches, the same forced smiles You listened quietly, thinking of the formal celebration that always followed, the endless handshakes and shallow toasts.

Then, everything went dark.

When you opened your eyes again, the world had changed The scent of salt filled the air the sound of waves rocked the room, and sunlight spilled through a small round window You weren’t in Mary Geoise anymore.

You were lying in an unfamiliar bed — on an unknown ship.

And someone’s arm was draped over your waist.

Your breath caught as you turned your head The man beside you was asleep, his red hair brushing your shoulder, his scar catching the faint light His arm tightened slightly, pulling you closer, as if you belonged there.

Akagami no Shanks.

The name echoed in your mind like thunder A Yonko — the most wanted pirate on the seas — sleeping beside a decorated Marine officer His face was calm, lips curved in a faint smile even in sleep, as though the chaos of the world never touched him.

You tried to move, but the motion only drew him nearer His warmth, the scent of rum and sea breeze — it was too real, too close.

You stared at the ceiling, heart pounding. The last thing you remembered was the Reverie…the grand hall…the sound of—

Gunfire? Screams? Then nothing.

Now, you were here.