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Log #1 - Act Zero

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐎𝐅

𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒

              

Name: ?

Alias: The Child of The Seas

Epithets: Kind Merchant, Nameless Merchant

Age: Speculated to be around the age of 25

Occupation/s: Merchant, Broker

Affiliations: None

Weapons: Arnis

Fighting Style: Arnis, Knife, and Sword fighting, Unarmed combat

Background: Birth Records cannot be found. The first appearance was in the Rika Kingdom of Mitsuuo Island in Grand Line, New World in 14XX. For the following 15 years, they proceeded to appear in corrupt kingdoms and disappear from newly liberated countries. Exact details and reasons are unknown and were kept under wraps by the islanders. Their origin and destination are known by none.

           

Status: Alive.

Location: Last seen on Dawn Island, East Blue in the year 15XX.

Haki: Unknown

Danger Classification: Civilian

Transgressions: None

Bounty: None

         

Statistics

Power: ?/5

Speed: 4/5 B

Technique: 3/5 C+

Intelligence: ?/5

Skillfulness: 2/5 D

      

Overall Conduct:

Eh. -- Vice Admiral, Monkey D. Garp "The Fist"

Who? -- Admiral, Kuzan "Aokiji"

Any changes will be run by me. Something about them is suspicious. -- Vice Admiral, Tsuru "Great Staff Officer"

Try to find them as fast as possible. -- Emperor of The Sea, Edward Newgate "Whitebeard"

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➝❐ (𝐘/𝐍) ☠ —— 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘋𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘔 𝘚𝘌𝘌𝘒𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘛 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘕𝘌𝘞 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘓𝘋 … "I am the Child of the Seas!"

        

The thousand unnamed islands around the world liberated from tyrannical rulers and greedy governors; The prisoners and slaves swimming ashore with crushed chains and freedom back in their hands, shedding the skin of their past and starting anew; The orphans of the heavens setting sail to find meaning to their life.

They are the islanders of no names, stripped away by the very people sworn to protect them. They have no gods for when they prayed to them, no one came. They wished to no stars when the very skies had turned against them and drowned their cries.

Yet, they tell the stories of a seaborne seeker, of a kind merchant with honest eyes and a pure heart, hardened by their past and the burdens on their shoulders.

The islanders thanked them, favored them, and placed themselves in their debt for eternity, for they've done so much more for them than anyone else ever did.

But they do not pray to them — because, for all that they bring freedom in the unpredictable waters, they are one of Davy Jones' own. A true devil of the sea, for they leave nothing behind to tell the tale.

These blessings are their own to keep alive amongst themselves — kept under wraps from the government and the navy, written in the books tucked away in the library from the prying hands of travelers and seafarers.

Perhaps, one day, the world will see what they saw that day, of the traveler in the seas, of a tiny little boat, and of the sound of ringing bells.