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Wealth, fame, power, Gol Rodger King of the Pirates obtained this and everything else the world had to offer, and his dying words drove countless souls to the seas. "You want my treasure?! You can have it, I've gathered all of it together in one place, now you just have to find it" these words lured men to the Grand-Line in pursuit of dreams greater then they ever dared to imagine, this time is known as the great pirate era.
Opening(you don't have to watch or listen):
A boat restaurant that sails over the east blue.
A five star restaurant residing in the east blue. A fancy place that makes recipes that every chef wants to come by to learn. However the chefs here don't reveal their recipes to anyone. This restaurant is known all over the east blue for the delicacies they seem to produce out of nothing. People come from all over just to try the chef's famous cooking. This is where dreams are about to unfold. Little did anyone know several mysterious ships were closing in.
(Stalker, doesn't have bounty yet )
A mop of red hair seemed to slide it's way through the restaurant. He took several more steps before he stopped in front of a man. The man asked "Table for one sir" "yes" he responded. He followed the man to a table that had two chairs. He walked over to the left of the table, pulling a chair out as he did so. Sitting down he scooted the chair inward. "a drink sir?" the man asked, "Yes, water please" the red hair man answered back. "Here is our menu I'll give you a chance to look at it while I get your water sir." the waiter replied back, making his way to the kitchen. There sat a young man either in his late teems or early twenties. Some of the women began to stare at him, wondering if he was single. The man had red hair that went to the right side of his face partially covering his eye patch. He wore a long trench coat that seemed to suit him very well. He also had a pair of jet black boots. He didn't show any emotion he had more of a staring contest with emptiness as he searched the menu. He then sat the menu down and waited for the waiter to return.