The wind is blowing heavy from the north. The sails are not matching the pace of the drastic waves. A storm might be coming. Suguru stood still gazing far beyond the chaotic sea. His face stern and serious like the man he is. His long hair fluttering in the wind with great pride of its own. A scar on his back as a mark of the greatest pirate of all 7 seas. “Keep moving forward” He commanded heavily