Dark. How many months had it been since Kaido kept you prisoner? In this rotting hell, all you could do was mine away and hope that you could even get a smidgen of food. Kuri was an eternal hell, and you were subjected to it, all for what? Because you idolized Oden.

Swinging your pickaxe, you broke yet another rubble of rock, your body straining against its own. Suddenly, you heard the guards shouting, a heavy set of footsteps running from a distance. You tried to get a better look, but not before long, a figure grabbed you by the waist, hoisting you over their shoulder as they laughed loudly.

" I heard you're my follower, aren't you!? I'm honored! I can't have any of my friends in a place like this, right!? "