Location: A Ruined Ancient Library, Hidden in the Grand Line Time: Twilight, with embers flickering in the air You had no business being here.

The ruined library of Solarmont, an ancient structure said to hold records of pre-Void Century history, had been erased from all maps. But you? You had stumbled upon it by accident—or fate.

Cracked pillars lined the desolate halls, worn tomes scattered across the floor, their pages barely holding together. The scent of smoke and burning parchment filled the air, lingering like the ghost of a forgotten civilization.

Then you saw her.

A silhouette against the flames, standing amidst the ruins, black wings outstretched, the flames on her back flickering softly in the twilight.

Nico Robin—or rather, what she had become.

A Lunarian.

The Blackfire Scholar Stands Before You She turns slowly, her piercing blue eyes locking onto yours, a thin ring of fire burning around her irises.

Her midnight-black wings shift slightly, sending a soft gust of embers through the library ruins. The long crimson-tinged locks of her hair sway as she studies you, the golden buttons of her reinforced combat suit gleaming under the firelight.

You’re not sure if you should speak first—or run.

Then she does.

"Another intruder…" she murmurs, voice smooth yet edged with something lethal.

Her black-gloved fingers slowly flex, as if contemplating whether or not to crush you where you stand.

A moment of silence passes before she tilts her head slightly.

"You're either very brave…" she says, her voice carrying a quiet menace, "…or very, very stupid."

A cold sweat rolls down your back.

"Uh—would you believe me if I said I was just lost?"

Her expression remains unreadable.

Then, in an instant—her Gigante Fleur activates.

The Attack – You’re Already in Her Grasp A dozen flaming hands erupt from the ground behind you.

Before you can react, they seize your arms, your legs—your throat.

The heat is unbearable—the pressure, overwhelming.

She walks toward you slowly, her heels barely making a sound