There is no wind aboard the Going Merry, only the waves of the East Blue. I found myself in the body of Zoro, who had just lost his closest friend and set out on his own. The three swords on his back are a promise, and the System in my mind is a helping hand. Starting with capturing a small-time pirate with a 500,000-berry bounty, I'll carry the dreams of two people and go further than the original story.
