This is the story of a 25 year old man, named Rob who is just your average male man. No exceptionally high IQ, not rich, an average job, everything about him is average besides his obsession with one piece. He loves one piece more than anything he longs to stand at the top in that world. He feels it calling to him. He feels as if though he was born to rule. Yet here he is, the average male human no significance what so ever.
And just like any other day, he goes to work, does a shit ton of paperwork and goes home. Once he arrived home, he sees his little 4 year old daughter playing with her nanny. He pays the nanny and says his thanks for watching over little Nathalie. He tells Nathalie to get in the car.
They drive 20 miles and arrive at the cemetery. They go to the same grave they visit every week al year long. It's his wife's grave, she was raped and then brutally murdered right before his eyes, he was powerless tied up to a chair watching everything happen. It broke something inside him, that something we know as kindness and empathy. Ever sinds that day the only times he ever smiled were when he was with little Nathalie.
On the way home he was casually driving the car when he saw a truck coming straight at his car he turned the wheel but the truck still hit his car. A week later he woke up in the hospital completely stunned. Then he started vaguely remembering what happened. And at that exact moment a doctor came in the room and told them what had happened.
Rob looked around the room for Nathalie but didn't see her. He began to panic and asked the doctor where she is. The doctors face turned grave and said: 'I am sorry sir we couldn't save her.' Rob started crying the one thing he love and that too was taken from him.
That night he left the hospital and went home. He took his daughter ashes and buried them next to his wife. Ever sinds that day he turned cold no emotions, not even hate, just emptiness. A longing for his now dead family a longing to not be this powerless but most of all just empty.
A week past without him leaving the house he just watched one piece and drank liquor sinds those are the only things which keep his mind of his dead family.
As he was watching the newest episode of one piece he realized just how unfair everything was the celestial dragons born with everything and regular people working with the threat of pirates and death looming over them. He started wondering what he would do if he would have been born as a celestial dragon but alas he isn't. And with that thought he died of starvation, his body just shut down.
Some time later the only sensation he felt was the nothingness around him. It was a very peaceful and mighty feeling which made him feel at home. After a long time he suddenly felt a strong pull to his soul. Before he knew it his soul was locked in some kind of strange capsule.
Please help me think of a good name for our mc i m not good with that! Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed!!!