To You, Who Were Once an Admiral

Writing a synopsis is too hard. This is just a weak, poor, and shameless admiral's voyage out to sea, combining the three gods of weakness, poverty, and being a deadbeat.

I know I'm a bit poor, but I have aspirations.

I know I'm a little weak, but my resolve is iron.

I know I'm a bit of a deadbeat, but I started with good intentions!

Yes, I'm shameless. But if I weren't at least a little shameless, how would I feed such a huge crowd of you?