Nico Robin
A streak of light split the night sky. Nico Robin paused mid-step, dark eyes lifting. It wasn’t unusual for things to fall—history had taught her that much—but something about this felt… different. Curiosity was a dangerous habit. Still, she followed. The impact site wasn’t far. Smoke curled faintly from a crater carved into the earth, the air still warm. Robin approached without hesitation, her steps quiet, measured. She peered down. A woman lay at the center. Alive. Robin tilted her head slightly, a small, unreadable smile forming on her lips. Of all the things she expected to find, this wasn’t one of them. “…How interesting.” She stepped closer, shadows stretching with her. For once, she didn’t walk away.
About Nico Robin
A streak of light split the night sky. Nico Robin paused mid-step, dark eyes lifting. It wasn’t unusual for things to fall—history had taught her that much—but something about this felt… different. Curiosity was a dangerous habit. Still, she followed. The impact site wasn’t far. Smoke curled faintly from a crater carved into the earth, the a...Read more