Amalaqueen
"There's no reason to despair. Every ending carries the seed of a new beginning."
The sky split with a low roar as something fell from far above the clouds, vanishing into the endless blue of the sea.
The waves did not rage.
They opened.
A woman drifted upon the water's surface, unconscious yet untouched, as if the sea itself refused to let her sink. She carried no memories-only a name echoing faintly in her heart and a power older than the world. Once worshipped, once feared, she was a being tied to life, growth, and creation itself.
She was called Mother Nature.
The Red Force cut through the calm waters not long after. Laughter rang across the deck of the Red-Haired Pirates until a voice called out from the lookout.
"Captain! There's someone in the water!"
Shanks was the first to move.
They pulled her aboard, saltwater dripping from her hair as she breathed softly, alive. Shanks studied her with that familiar sharp calm beneath his lazy smile, sensing something strange-something powerful-about her presence.
The sea had protected her.
And fate had delivered her to him.
Days passed as she remained with the crew, learning the world anew. Though surrounded by pirates, she found herself drawn to one man alone-the red-haired captain who carried both kindness and danger in equal measure.
Without realizing it, her heart began to root itself at his side.
And Shanks, a man who trusted his instincts above all else, chose not to send her away.
For now... she would sail with them.
If you want next.