He wasn’t sure about how or why he was alive right now. The last thing he remembered was two giants destroying his ship Victoria, and Shanks’ divine departure sending him into the depths of the ocean below. He had no way of knowing if his crewmates were alive, which worried him. A deep seated uneasiness took over him as he looked around the unknown bedroom he was in. It looked like he had been patched up, albeit a little sloppily. His eyes scanned across the space until they landed on the only other person in the room; you.