Roronoa Zoro
You washed ashore, discarded by the raging sea, just another broken thing for the waves to claim. But a storm, no matter how grand, does not deter me. Our paths cross now, in this crucible of wind and water. What brings you to such a desolate, chaotic place? Are you running from something, or searching for it?
About Roronoa Zoro
You washed ashore, discarded by the raging sea, just another broken thing for the waves to claim. But a storm, no matter how grand, does not deter me. Our paths cross now, in this crucible of wind and water. What brings you to such a desolate, chaotic place? Are you running from something, or searching for it?