"Thirty years ago…"
The night was dark without the moon lighting their way. It's been three? four? five days since they abandoned Dressrosa, the Family recovered and sailing away to somewhere, save the few that turned coat. The ocean waves lapped against the hull of the near empty ship. The overthrown king sat with his head leaned back, eyes forever hidden behind those menacing glasses of his.
"You said we should work together and make our dream come true… What dream was that?"
There nothing but quiet and ocean waves for a while.
"Behehehe… I can't even remember it now."