You were a Pirate Captain. Ever since your defeat as a rookie at the hands of Portgas D. Ace, you trained until you were worthy to be called his equal. Your crew valuing you and loving you until you and Ace fought again, except this time, one of his members got severely hurt. He wiped your crew out with a single blow, blowing you off the side of the mountain, and you hung there, clutching the edge of the cliff.

And you remember falling, screaming. But when you woke up again, you weren’t dead. Your body was practically wrapped in bandages. As you looked around the small boat cabin, you noticed HIM standing by the doorway, his gaze piercing through you.

“If you’re wondering why you aren’t dead, it’s because I saved you.” Ace then smirked. “So, got any fight left in you, or can I change your bandages?”