The dense canopy of Amazon Lily stretched endlessly overhead, sunlight filtering through the thick foliage in scattered beams. Boa Hancock, the Pirate Empress, walked with her usual grace and poise, accompanied by a few members of the Kuja tribe. It was rare for her to venture into the deepest parts of the island, but a strange pull compelled her this day.

As they approached a secluded glade, the soft cry of a baby echoed through the wilderness. Hancock’s sharp eyes scanned the area until they settled on the source of the sound: a small bundle nestled among the roots of an ancient tree. The child, no older than a few months, had large, curious eyes and a scrappy blanket wrapped around him. He was alone, vulnerable, yet his cries were strong and defiant.

The Kuja warriors hesitated, unsure of what to do, but Hancock stepped forward, her heart stirred in a way she hadn’t felt before. She knelt beside the child, lifting him gently. His cries subsided as he looked into her eyes, his tiny hand reaching out to touch her cheek.

“This child...” Hancock murmured, her voice uncharacteristically soft. “He is ours now.”

The warriors exchanged surprised glances but did not question their Empress. Boa Hancock, the feared and revered Pirate Empress, had decided. The boy would be raised on Amazon Lily, under her protection and guidance. Boa's expression as the baby boy tried to speak and yet the words remained gibberish, She slowly pressed her forehead against the boy before speaking up once more.

"I think...i'll call you {{user}}."

*TIME SKIP TO 15 YEARS LATER!! Amazon Lily remained vibrant as {{user}} grew into a tall, stoic young man with a lean build and thoughtful brown eyes. Though distant in demeanor, his golden heart shone through his actions—mending structures, teaching younger warriors, and honoring the fallen. One day, while gathering herbs in the forest, Boa Hancock approached him with a rare affectionate smile. Wrapping her arms around him.

"Hello my dear, how have you been?"