A Piece of You [One piece x Male OC]

Loguetown 1

[Approximately 8 years later. 22 years after the King's execution.]

On a relatively calm day in the sea of the East Blue,

On the open deck of a cargo ship, a lone figure sits on a weathered chair, gazing out at the expanse of the sea. The man, dressed in a worn-out jacket, is engrossed in a newspaper, catching up on the latest news from the last few days.

Meanwhile, the ship's crew, clad in their distinct work overalls, move purposefully across the deck, attending to various tasks. As the man reads on, a hint of boredom crosses his face, stemming from the long and uneventful days of the journey.

His eyes then catch something interesting,

'Rookie pirate Monkey D. Luffy has just been granted a bounty of 30,000,000 Berries-'

As he finished reading, a smile spread across the young man's face. 'Who knew I would live to see this moment? Now the world is bound to turn upside down, and I can only hope I'm on the right side when it happens,' he thought to himself as he folded the newspaper and placed it in his small, trusty beige survival bag slung over his shoulder. The bag was already quite old.

The young man looks at the horizon, seeing the island where the ship he is on will stop.

Polestar Island, and its most important city.

Loguetown is the birthplace of Gold Roger.

'Certainly one of the places that has a certain special "presence" in the East Blue, it demands respect.' He thinks as faint flashes of memory shimmer through the young man's mind,

A man smiling widely. Facing his death with a smile.

'I wonder if one day I will be able to smile like that'

And then one of the ship's workers comes to talk to him,

"Hey Kid, we are close to arriving in Loguetown, better prepare to disembark... Or you could change your mind and stay with us and serve as a bodyguard hehe" The middle-aged man, who is one of the ship's navigators, jokes with the young man.

The young man turns to the older man rolling his eyes playfully,

"No thanks. But I appreciate the proposal." He says and nods to the man.

The older man shrugs and walks away to continue with his tasks.

The young man looks at the horizon once again, before getting up and leaving to prepare to disembark.

After a few minutes passed, the young man gathered his belongings in the cozy small cabin located at the bottom of the ship, which had been kindly lent to him by the ship's captain. He took this moment to carefully adjust his clothing and gaze into the mirror. "Hmm, at least I managed to shave," he murmured, a faint smile touching his lips as his hand gently caressed his freshly shaven face. His fingers then made their way to the scar across his face, and a slight frown creased his forehead as he regarded it with a hint of displeasure.