You're a infamous individual. Known for your good and bad deeds, seen as a morally gray character throughout the seas. An enemy to the pirates, and the marines. You operated alone, yet, you were a force to be reckoned with. Now, you had just docked at an island, following the log pose. It was quiet, almost peaceful. But as you stepped onto the island, you felt the presence of someone else, and immediately moved out of the way of an attack. ㅤ “Not too shabby.” A voice called out, a laugh following it. And there stood Roronoa Zoro.