Thrice Prophesized - Zoro x Reader

Chapter 4: Symbolism

Nami and Robin had helped you get situated in your space. You were sharing a room with them, and Franky had made you a very comfortable bed. You got your gifts moved into the room and even had a little nightstand by your bed that you could do with as you pleased.

After dinner you had spent a couple hours letting Robin and Nami provide you with clothes. You had enough to keep you going for a long while, and Usopp even offered to stitch things together for you to make something custom if you wanted. But at least this way you wouldn't be wandering around in pajamas all day.

You slept well enough that night and found yourself up just before daybreak. Leaving Nami and Robin to their sleep, you put on what you had deemed your training clothes and went out onto the deck to begin what you hoped would become your usual routine.

Working through your sword forms, you practiced and focused on trying to coat your blade with armament haki as Jinbei had instructed you. If you couldn't get the hang of it while moving you were going to focus on it after you were done, as a sort of meditative cooldown. As you moved you saw the cook cross the deck and head into the kitchen to start breakfast. He took note of you, but didn't interrupt, and you only noticed him because you were trying to encompass the ship with observation haki.

Working two at once was maybe ill-advised, but it was better to strain yourself in training than to find yourself struggling later. What little you knew of this world was danger and conflict. Which wasn't too dissimilar from your own world, except that you had grown up with those specific dangers and conflicts and knew what to expect.

Here their swordsmen were demons, and their magicians were difficult to spot.

By the time you're done the sun is mostly above the horizon and the rest of the ship seems to be waking up. You clean up a little and join everyone for breakfast – it's a little less intense than dinner was, as it seems some of the crew aren't exactly morning people, but it's still quite lively.

After breakfast you sat by the helm while Jinbei guided the ship on Nami's guidance and listened as the older man spoke of this world. He spoke of the fishmen and their lands under the waves, he spoke of the World Government and the Celestial Dragons. He spoke of slaves and marines and pirates and citizens, and the different islands and their governments that – on paper at least – worked alongside the World Government.

He told you about the CP organizations, and the revolutionaries. He spoke of his experiences, and the end goal of descended upon the Grandline Metro and finding the One Piece – to name Luffy the King of Pirates and maybe even change the world for the better.

"If this One Piece is known to exist within such a small location, how has it not been found?" You ask when there's a break in Jinbei's explanation.

"As I understand it, it is a bit like finding a specific drop of water in the ocean. If you don't know you're looking for that specific drop, you could pass by it a hundred times and never find it."

"Specifying a single drop of water in the ocean sounds like trying to match snowflakes – sounds impossible." You admit. "Luffy believes he can do this?"

"He does, and he will." Jinbei says with such assurance that you're reminded of Luffy's proclamation yesterday during the meal.

"Hm."

"Does all of that help?"

"It does." You say, standing up and stretching. "I have seen parts of this world already, and I'm sure I'll see more, but this is enough I should be able to avoid making a fool of myself. Usopp drew me a picture of what Marines can look like, so I understand the uniform."