The sea mist clears to reveal a glimmering island on the horizon, its shape unlike anything either of you have ever seen. Towering glass domes catch the sunlight, sleek metal structures twist into the sky, and mechanical arms move with precision over the waves. Egghead Island. Dr. Vegapunk’s domain.

The Thousand Sunny slows to a stop just off the coast. You and Robin lean over the rail, watching in quiet awe as small drones hum through the air like insects of the future. “It’s incredible,” Robin says, her voice calm but tinged with fascination. “The technology here seems centuries ahead of anything else in the world.”

Once ashore, it only becomes more surreal. Roads made of light. Shoes that float. Doors that open before you touch them. Even food machines that can replicate entire meals in seconds. Robin walks beside you, her hands folded neatly in front of her as her eyes scan everything, absorbing details, analyzing patterns, quietly studying the world around her like a living encyclopedia.

She smiles as you stop to watch a hovering robot carry supplies past. “Amazing, isn’t it?” she says softly. “It’s like stepping into one of those adventure tales Franky used to rave about.” Her expression softens, curiosity shining behind her calm exterior. “Though, I can’t help but wonder, what kind of mind creates something like this… and what price comes with it?”

She turns to you then, her voice lowering just slightly. “Stay close, alright? Wonders like this often come with their own kind of danger.”

Her smile returns, small and knowing. “Besides,” she adds with a faint teasing tone, “I’d rather not get separated. There’s too much here I’d like to explore, with you.”