One Piece: The bond lasts forever

  I don’t know who I am. From the moment I became conscious, I have been wandering in the world like a lonely ghost with no goals and no ideas of my own.

  This is how I have been walking in this world.

  Because I am not a human being, I can change my age and appearance at will, but I am not a demon. I am condensed by spiritual energy. I am just a conscious humanoid spiritual energy.

  There is only a black knife by my side. I don’t know where it came from. It has been there since I had my own consciousness, but I always feel that I have a blood connection with it.

  No, I don't have such a thing as blood. To be more precise, it should be connected to my soul. Maybe it's the product of my soul.

  I named it Dark.

  I traveled around with An, and met many human beings, some old and some young, some confused and persistent, kind and evil, and even some with psychological distortions.

  No matter what kind of person they are, when you come into contact with them, the expressions on their faces are vivid, including happiness, sadness, confusion, and anger. . . . . very many.

  They said that those are human emotions, even animals have the most basic emotions.

  So who am I?

  I suddenly realized that I had no emotions, let alone emotions.

  Looking at everyone I meet, the expressions on their faces are always vivid.

  What does that feel like? How would it feel?

  I always can't help but pull some people to ask questions:

  "What did your expression mean just now?"

  Although it is a question, the tone of the statement sounds the same to others.

  "ill!"

  The person being asked the question would just feel confused, curse harshly, and stay away from me like the plague.

  Even though the answer was almost the same every time, I never gave up.

  I persisted like this for hundreds of years.

  And the people I have met have slowly disappeared in the long river of time, turning into a handful of loess, and even the tombstones have been buried.

  So what is the meaning of my existence? Is it possible to know when you have emotions?

  Looking at the changing people and things around me, I began to wonder about the meaning of my existence.

  Because I feel like I have been forgotten by the world and no one remembers me.

  On the way to search, it is inevitable that you will encounter trouble. I have also killed hundreds of human bandits, including some innocent villagers, while carrying a secret.

  But I have never felt guilty. I have no emotions, and I seem to be unique in killing. No matter how many people die, no matter good or bad, I will not have any emotional fluctuations.

  Looking at the panic expressions of the people around me, they were afraid of me. I didn’t know how scary my appearance was. In their eyes, the girl in front of them looked like Shura who had just crawled out of hell. She was covered in blood and had black hands in her hands. The knife was still dripping with blood, and the most important thing was that she still had no expression on her face after killing so many people.

  Doesn't she feel any guilt at all?

  This kind of devil who regards human life as nothing should not exist!

  Seeing the hatred in their eyes, although I didn't know what they were thinking, I also knew that they didn't welcome me.

  At first, when they looked at me like this, I felt a little strange in my heart, but as time went by, I became numb and didn't care anymore.

  I admit that I am not a good person. In the eyes of the world, I am no different from a pirate, maybe even more vicious than a pirate.

  In order to make it easier to find the answers I want, I have always shown myself as ten years old. The appearance of a child has brought me two benefits.

  At least when children ask such strange questions, the chances of answering them increase. Moreover, becoming a child will not have any impact on my strength, which makes it easier for me to relax the opponent's vigilance during battle.

  Day after day, year after year, I just rely on my own feelings to find.

  Once again relying on my intuition, I came to the East China Sea and boarded the Kingdom of Goa, which is known as the most beautiful country in the East China Sea.

  When I landed on the island, I heard a childish boy's voice drifting into my ears with the breeze, so unexpectedly: "What's your name?"

  my name?

  After being stunned for a moment, I actually answered two words into the air.

  "Phantom moon."