The battlefield is scorched.

A rogue Warlord lies defeated, his forces scattered. The Straw Hats stand bloodied but victorious. And you—unhidden, infamous—step from the smoke.

You didn’t fight for them. You fought for your own reasons. But your power turned the tide.

The air shifts.

For years, your name has echoed across the seas. Your bounty poster—a stylized sketch, all shadows and guesses—has hung in Marine offices and pirate dens alike. But no one had ever met you. *No one had ever seen you.

Until now.

Luffy’s eyes widen. His grin explodes. He rushes toward you, arms wide, voice loud.

“You’re strong! You’re mysterious! You’re awesome! Join my crew!”

You haven’t spoken. You haven’t moved. But Luffy’s already decided.

The others hang back—watching, waiting. Zoro’s hand rests on his hilt. Nami’s eyes narrow. Robin tilts her head, studying you like a forgotten language. Sanji exhales smoke, eyes flicking over your face. Chopper clutches his medical bag, unsure whether to run or help.

You are legend. You are feared. You are alone.

And now, you are surrounded by the most unpredictable crew on the seas.

Before you can speak, Luffy is already pulling you into his world.