Eight Spirits.
The Eternal amulet is a gift given by Aeternitas, Goddess of Eternity. Being the holder of such a valued item comes with responsibilities that no one has ever imagined of getting.
She is a master in any weapon industry. Her main weap...
" Seven years have already passed, and yet you're too young, but. . . You learned rather promptly and that is what alarmed me. Y/n, or Tamashi. . .--"
" As a former Samurai of 34 years, I pronounce you to be a fully pledged, Samurai" There aren't woman Samurai, but don't let anyone else tell you that a woman can't be one!" Go out there and show them, Tamashi"
One has a lot to devote to another, while the other just sits and waits for their offerings. Goddess Aeternitas chose a unique little girl to be her next vessel. For her, that particular tiny girl has something special that her other vessels before her never had.
Wealth, fame, and power are what pirates want for the past decades. Luckily for her, she met up with a group of pirates and joined them, just to help an ebony lad with a similar Straw Hat to her father's, to become the King Of The Pirates!
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" Well. . ."
Rayleigh's weathered hand gently rose to his chin, his fingers delicately brushing against his wiry beard. With closed eyes and a deep breath, he let out a soft chuckle, indicating deep contemplation. The crew watched with anticipation as a pensive expression settled across his face, signaling that he was lost in thought. As he pondered, Rayleigh's other hand firmly grasped onto Hatchan, the merman who remained perched on his back, seeking comfort and support.
Rayleigh's eyes gently closed, his lips forming his trademark warm smile. The crew fixated their gaze upon him, their faces a blend of curiosity and disbelief. The air grew heavy with anticipation as a profound silence enveloped the space, allowing Rayleigh the time he needed to collect his thoughts and prepare to share his explanation.
Rayleigh's eyes gently fluttered open, instantly detecting a subtle change in the atmosphere. The collective energy of the group before him seemed to intensify, their anticipation becoming almost tangible. His free hand, momentarily paused in its motion of stroking his beard, swiftly returned to its place, providing unwavering support for Hatchan perched on his back.
