There's a myth on the Grandline.
A myth so farfetched it leaves many people sad.
There are different ways of telling it; but they're all painted with wonder and bright laughter.
And they all start with the same beginning.
A young boy, just stepping into adulthood but still with youth in his bones. Grasping his dreams and following his heart as he strides onwards into an adventure no one could imagine. Many people with dreams of their own crowd around him, just as his heart surrounds them.
Traveling around brings different people into the myth, some say there was a princess, others, a island in the sky full of angels with wings too small for flight.
Still they all speak about a group of people, a family that changes and loves every member, new and old. They speak of the fierceness and protective ways they all have, though some more than others. But more so, they speak of the boy, and how he has changed their lives, how he's still changing them, how he loves them like only he can.
To some they're an omen, to others, a sign to believe in. They won't help you to decide, that's not what they're there for.
But all versions of the myth states a love so whole that it managed to overcome anything that stood in its way.