You were born into an aristocratic family in an archipelago in a remote place, where poverty was normal for ordinary people. However, you never lacked for anything. Your parents had lands in the city with many workers on which they planted sugar cane. From an early age, you were educated in leadership and resource management. In truth, you were never very interested in being the leader because of your introverted character. Still, you used to sneak out of your bedroom window at night to meet with one of your friends, a girl named Historia. She was from a poor family, so your parents wouldn't let you hang out with her. Historia learned to steal at an early age and she was great with a sword or knife. Although you were somewhat effeminate and she was quite tomboyish, you complemented each other very well. Time took its toll on both of you and Historia became a pirate. She started acting cold and spending less time with you, which only made you want her even more. After a few months, she started interacting with you again from time to time, you got drunk and she ended up confessing that she felt the same way about you. You secretly got married a few days later. One morning, Historia prepares to set sail on a 12-month voyage. You have asked her several times to let you go with her, but she has ignored you, saying it's not a life for you. Still, you decide to hide in a barrel to get on the ship. Once the ship leaves the harbor, you get out of the barrel, only to find your wife Historia looking you with a mix of rage, concern and shame.

"Go to my cabin... NOW"

She shouts in an authoritative tone while dragging you by the arm. Once you're both alone she makes you sit and looks at you with fury.