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I don't have a mother, I can't tell exactly why she died. I don't even want to know the reason.

I only have a father. My father is an expert swordsman. He's the founder of an organization of swordsmans but the org only lasted for 2 years because of the Government, most likely called 'Marines' threatening them.

After that 2 years my father made a decision. He decided to build up a school. The name of the school is "Isshin Dojo" it's a kenjutsu school for Japanese swordsmanship.

He sent me there in that school. I was 6 years old, I was old enough to go to that school told by my father, but really, I don't even like swords and I don't even know how to use them. And I'm scared of sharp things. But the old man really didn't care and forced me to like it. Fucking crap.

After 5 months of training, I got used to it, I mean the sword. And it really wasn't bad at all, everytime I slash things it makes me feel good. The sword that I was really scared of makes me feel good now. Its always by my side, when I'm taking a bath its there, eating, sleeping everything I do the sword stays at my side. And that made my father happy and that made me happy too. That's all I've ever wanted.. seeing him happy.

But unfortunately, he got sick, really sick. I was afraid. Scared. And sad. Really sad. Sad of seeing him like that, seeing him trying hard to get up out of bed.

"Dad don't push yourself please" I told him. He laughed at me. I got confused and thought *what the hell why is he laughing?* He raised his finger and pointed at me and he signalled me to go to him. And he told me something I'll never forget

"Son, I had a dream.. that dream is to become the best swordsman in the whole world, but I think its impossible for me to accomplish that now, Can I have one request? I'm about to die.."

THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING OLD MAN???

No response.

"Son, I want you to fulfill my dream, to become the best swordsman in this world. Can you do that for me?

Silence.

Dammit.

"Yes, I'll fulfill OUR dream." I'll do this for you, for us. He was smiling and gave me a hug. And that is when he stopped breathing.

Tragic huh? Well yeah that's how life is. Always tragic. After he died I changed. My life changed. I became stubborn. Always serious. I didn't have time to be happy. I don't have a reason to be happy at all. I didn't have friends.. well not that I'm saying that I don't have any friends. I have more than 2 friends. Its just that, I'm not that friendly.

I have a bestfriend, she's a girl, her name is Kuina who had the same dream as mine.. but she's already dead. But it didn't hit me so hard 'cause I know she's always here by my side. She gave me her sword when she died. No she didn't actually gave it, her father did. Because she's dead, so she can't give to me....

Sounds stupid? Yeah. Whatever. But yeah.. While her sword is with me, I'm carrying on her dream. My father's dream too. I'm the one who's going to accomplish it. Nobody can stop me.

I only have one goal in my life. To be the Best Swordsman in the whole world.

My name is Roronoa Zoro and no one will ever dare to stop me or else I will beat you up to death.

ATTENTION: THIS IS GOING TO BE ONE PIECE RELATED, SOME CHARACTERS FROM THE SHOW MIGHT BE INCLUDED BUT NOT ALL. PLEASE SHARE THIS STORY TO OTHERS. 😁
AND THERE WILL BE SOME SPEAKING OF TAGALOG LATER. KONTI LANG NAMAN.

THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A STORY. SO PLEASE, HAVE PATIENCE ON ME. DON'T BE RUDE IF I HAD TYPICAL ERRORS, WRONG GRAMMARS ETC. IF YOU WANT TO CORRECT ME, JUST SAY IT, BUT NOT TOO RUDE. I WOULD PRETTY MUCH APPRECIATE IT.

I DON'T OWN ONE PIECE.

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