"I've had enough of you! Let's get a divorce!"
"Fine! Let's get a divorce!"
The furious voices of a man and a woman echoed through a small apartment.
Their argument seemed endless.
Broken plates lay scattered on the floor.
The door slammed violently.
In her previous life, Saint Roselith Seraphina had been only six years old when her parents finally reached their breaking point.
They could no longer tolerate one another.
Their relationship had long since been filled with resentment and silent hostility.
Every conversation turned into an argument.
Every small matter became a battle.
Eventually, the inevitable happened.
They divorced.
The court decided that the child would remain with her father.
From that moment onward, her mother left the home.
Not long after, she formed a new family.
A new husband.
New children.
But her father never remarried.
Instead, he chose to raise his daughter alone.
After all, very few people were willing to marry a single father raising a blind child.
Yet he never once complained.
Deep inside his heart, he carried immense guilt.
He believed that his daughter had lost the love of a mother because of him.
So he did everything he could to make up for it.
Her father was a capable and hardworking man.
No matter how tired he was from work, he always returned home with a smile.
He cooked for her.
Helped her study.
Read books aloud so she could imagine the world she could not see.
Because of his efforts, Seraphina's childhood did not become miserable despite the broken family.
From a very young age, she was unusually mature.
She rarely cried.
She never threw tantrums.
However
Deep in her heart, she still longed for something.
Every afternoon she could hear other children leaving school with their mothers.
Warm voices.
Gentle laughter.
Soft footsteps walking together.
But that moment never came for her.
Not once.
Still, she never mentioned it.
She knew her father was already working extremely hard.
Every day he exhausted himself just to give her a better life.
She did not want to burden him further.
For a while, life continued peacefully.
But fate rarely allows happiness to last forever.
When she turned eighteen years old, disaster struck.
She was diagnosed with a terrible disease.
Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis.
Also known as ALS.
A terminal illness with no cure.
Heaven showed no mercy.
She lay on a hospital bed.
Her father held her hand tightly every day.
"Daughter… you will recover."
"Your father will definitely find a way to cure you."
He repeated those words constantly.
Even when his voice trembled.
Even when he knew the truth.
Meanwhile, Seraphina gradually lost control of her body.
Her muscles weakened.
Her strength disappeared little by little.
Her senses faded.
And because she had already been blind since childhood
Her entire existence was swallowed by darkness.
Endless darkness.
The once cheerful girl slowly vanished.
Hope faded from her heart.
Her mother occasionally came to visit.
But those visits were short.
After all, she had another family to care for.
Another life to return to.
Her father, on the other hand, worked even harder.
Medical bills piled higher every day.
He took extra shifts.
Worked longer hours.
Did everything possible to earn money for treatment.
Sometimes he could not visit the hospital for days.
But when he called
She could hear the exhaustion hidden within his voice.
One year passed.
Then another.
Then another.
Seraphina gradually lost the will to continue.
What was the meaning of staying alive?
Everyone around her was sacrificing their lives for someone who could contribute nothing.
She did not curse fate.
She did not resent the heavens.
Instead, she quietly endured.
Crying silently when no one could hear her.
But deep within her heart, a voice screamed.
I don't want this.
I want to see the world.
Just once.
Just once would be enough.
She wanted to see her father's face.
She wanted to see her mother again.
She wanted to see the neighbor's kitten.
She wanted to see the moon shining in the night sky.
She wanted to see the vast ocean stretching endlessly beyond the horizon.
She wanted to see everything.
Everything that her eyes had never been allowed to witness.
Perhaps those wishes appeared in her final dream.
Because tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes as she slept.
And then her life quietly came to an end.
Yet fate had not completely abandoned her.
When she opened her eyes again,she had been reborn into another world.
A world filled with pirates, Marines, and endless seas.
The world known as One Piece.
Now, Saint Roselith Seraphina lay comfortably on a beach chair on the deck of the Marine warship.
Beside her was a small wooden shelf.
On it rested iced juice and freshly sliced fruit.
The summer sun blazed overhead.
Feeling slightly thirsty, she picked up the glass beside her.
She took a long sip.
The icy sweetness spread through her body.
In the scorching summer heat, the refreshing taste was indescribable.
"Kuina!"
"Another thousand swings!"
Even while relaxing, Seraphina continued supervising training.
"YES, TEACHER!"
Nearby, the young swordswoman
Kuina
continued practicing.
Her clothes were drenched with sweat.
Her arms trembled slightly from exhaustion.
Yet her eyes remained determined.
The battle with
Monkey D. Garp
a few days earlier had drained much of Seraphina's stamina.
Even now she occasionally felt a strange emptiness inside her body.
As if her strength had not completely recovered.
"Colonel!"
A Marine suddenly shouted.
"There's a sea creature following the warship!"
Seraphina waved her hand lazily.
"Don't worry about it."
"Maintain our course."
She had already sensed the creature long ago using Observation Haki.
It was simply a newborn Sea King.
The child of the eel-type Sea King they encountered earlier.
The little creature had only just been born.
It knew nothing about the world.
But it remembered one thing.
The enormous creature that had saved its life.
The Marine warship.
So it followed behind them obediently.
Because it had nowhere else to go.
Its mother was gone.
Its family had disappeared.
The only thing left worth following was this strange giant "creature" floating across the sea.
"Colonel!"
Another Marine called out.
"Land has been sighted!"
Seraphina slowly sat up.
"What island?"
"According to our route…"
"It should be the Zumiida Islands."
Seraphina nodded.
"Locate the nearest town."
"We need supplies."
"Yes, Colonel!"
The warship continued along the coastline.
Before long, a massive port town appeared ahead.
The ship slowly docked.
Marines began disembarking to resupply and rest.
Meanwhile, Seraphina leaned casually against the railing.
Watching the newborn Sea King below.
The tiny creature was chasing its own tail in circles.
Completely confused.
Seraphina couldn't help laughing softly.
"Pfft."
The Marines nearby tried desperately to maintain discipline.
We are professionally trained Marines.
No matter how funny something is…
We will not laugh.
Unless They absolutely couldn't help it.
Eventually the baby Sea King grew bored.
It poked its head above the water.
Curiously staring at Seraphina.
It had already noticed the strange creature standing on the giant floating monster.
Her skin looked very odd.
Not nearly as beautiful as its patterned scales.
"Little brat!"
"Who are you calling weird-skinned?!"
Seraphina clenched her fist threateningly.
The baby Sea King sensed the hostility immediately.
It dove back underwater.
Then stuck out its tongue playfully.
"You just wait!"
Seraphina nearly jumped down to chase it.
Being mocked by a newborn Sea King was absolutely unacceptable.
At that moment, Fran returned.
"Colonel."
"I spoke with the local residents."
"This port town is called Gosa Town."
Seraphina coughed lightly.
"Ahem… ahem…"
She straightened her Marine coat.
Trying to hide the awkward moment.
It seemed they had indeed drifted off course.
"Then our next destination…"
Seraphina said calmly.
"Will be Cocoyasi Village."
After a short rest, the warship departed again.
Meanwhile in Cocoyasi Village.
A small orange-haired girl cautiously climbed a ladder inside a bookstore.
The wood creaked under her weight.
She carefully pulled a book from the shelf.
"Nami?"
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing!"
"Nothing at all!"
The little girl hurriedly hid the book inside her clothes.
Clutching it tightly.
Step by step she tried to sneak toward the door.
But suddenly she bumped into a tall figure standing outside.
The book fell to the ground.
The girl froze.
Then slowly turned around.
Ah.
She had been caught.
"Hey!"
"Nami!"
"You're here again!"
The angry man lifted the girl by her collar.
The struggling child was none other than
Nami.
"Let go of me!"
"I'm not a cat!"
"You little troublemaker."
"How many times have I told you?"
"You can't steal things from people!"
Nami puffed her cheeks angrily.
"Well what else am I supposed to do?!"
"We don't have any money at home!"
Before long, they arrived outside a small house.
The man shouted toward the door.
"Hey!"
"Bell-mère!"
"Your family's little troublemaker has caused trouble again!"