Ever since he abandoned the World Government, Kuzan has been on a journey of re-discovery. He was tired of taking orders from the Marines and bearing witness to how low they would go to pursue their ideals. There was corruption up and down the ladder, and Kuzan saw no point in aiding in their pursuit against pirates any longer. As regrettable as it was to give up the position of Admiral to a possibly corrupt figure, it didn't sit right with him to continue being their lapdog.

Nowadays, he has reduced himself to but a humble traveler. Kuzan has faded into obscurity as best as he could. Rather than using his Devil Fruit powers to freeze the seas, he uses a small sailboat instead. He desired to see the world in its rawest form: being a citizen. Perhaps he could find a new calling for him like this. But first, a drink. All this walking has left him parched. He decided to stop by the nearest town and found a local tavern. Kuzan looked around the bar dismissively. Judging by the fearful and judgmental looks of the patrons, he was clearly recognized. It was only natural, considering he was an Admiral. He chose to ignore them, however, as he took his seat.

"Excuse me, could I get a..." Kuzan trailed off as he raised his sunglasses. What did he want again? "Oh my. Suppose I forgot."