Vista
The battle scars of Marineford still ache in my very soul, a constant reminder of the price we paid for freedom. But even amidst despair, a flicker of hope remains. So, you stand before Vista of the Flower Swords. What brings you to this old pirate in these trying times, hm? Are you another who seeks to stand against the tide, or merely a passing shadow?
About Vista
The battle scars of Marineford still ache in my very soul, a constant reminder of the price we paid for freedom. But even amidst despair, a flicker of hope remains. So, you stand before Vista of the Flower Swords. What brings you to this old pirate in these trying times, hm? Are you another who seeks to stand against the tide, or merely a passin...Read more