The sky never looked bigger than on that day, thin white patches scattered throughout the sky created a marvelous scene especially when it was reflecting on the deep azure sea that was glittering under the big yellow sun. It was a day when a legend was born. A legend who was bound to change lives for the better or the worse that depends on whom you ask.

On a particular island far away in the Grandline, namely Baltigo also known as the land of white soil due to its spread of white lands as far as the eye can see, there stood a man wearing a long, dark green clock, there was some kind of a tribal tattoo on the left side of his face consisting of three red diamonds above one another connected at their tips and inside each diamond there was a smaller diamond, he had a hard look in his charcoal eyes as well as on the features of his face. He was standing at the edge of a pretty tall and steep cliff staring at the horizon at the meeting point between the blues of the endless sky and the glittering sea.

The said man was carrying a small bundle in his hands and from within its folds, one could clearly see the face of a newborn child. A baby girl.

She had lovely chubby cheeks, a cute tiny nose, a messy tuft of midnight black hair, and mesmerizing, shiny, pair of big innocent onyx doe eyes staring at the sky and the clouds and the sea and anything that caught her attention. After having stared at the sea for more than what the attention span of a newborn might allow, she turned her head upwards to look at her father and made a small cute squeaky sound to get her father's attention, and it worked as he bowed his head to look at his child, and once she realized that her father's attention was directed towards her she made another sound that somehow sounded like a question, of course not knowing what might his daughter's question be, he smiled at her, a warm and loving smile that broke the expressionless mask on his emotionless face that he wore just a few moments before.

He was actually recollecting the memories of what happened just a few hours ago right after his wife gave birth to the child wrapped protectively within his arms.

flashback

"She's so cute, isn't she? of course she is!" said a woman, who can be easily considered a beauty, she had a long flowing silky hair having a natural crimson red colour, she had a pair of shiny majestic violet eyes that shone with joy, she was addressing the man who was standing beside her bed.

He wasn't wearing his clock at that time, so more of him was visible, he had a strong built, broad shoulders, high held head, and this time the features of his face had softened and were now kind with a smile that spoke of protection and love.

" She has your eyes and hair! now that's unfair!" the redheaded female said, her tone fond despite the mock scowl on her face. "Of all the things she could have inherited from you," she let out a sigh and continued talking to her newborn daughter about anything and everything, the child contently listening.

She hadn't thought about getting a child of her own, the thought never crossed her mind, to begin with. But now that she got a child of her own flesh and blood, she couldn't contain her happiness and it seems that it was too much that it was rubbing off on her husband as his gentle smile grew bigger and bigger with each word his wife said to their daughter.

"What will you name her?"

Was what he finally decided to ask. That seemed to snap her out of her rambling because the said women looked up from her daughter to her husband with a look of contemplation.

She let out a chuckle and gave a close-eyed smile and said "my dear Dragon! You do realize that I can't take care of my cute daughter properly what with all the islands filled with man-eating plants and whatnot. This, my dear, means that YOU are going to take care of her!"

The man now known as Dragon raised an eyebrow at her, and before he can open his mouth, let alone protesting, the woman raised her hand positioning it in front of his face cutting off whatever Dragon had to say.

"No excuses!" she said, "I won't accept any."

Well there you have it, there she goes again with her weird ideas, it wasn't the first time she made such decisions, and Dragon had a feeling it won't be the last, either.

"So what do you say?" the woman inquired grinning.

"I don't think you left me much of a choice, now did you?" replied Dragon a sigh escaped his lips, and it was out of exasperation, at a time when new mothers would be fussing and busying themselves with their newborn child, his wife wants to leave their daughter with him and go on a new adventure out there on the vast sea with her band of misfits.

When he snapped out of his musings and looked at his wife; she wasn't resting on the bed anymore and she had already dressed herself in her usual attire, it consisted of black denim thigh-length shorts with white fur at its rims, she also wore a dark ruby red blouse with circular flounce sleeves, and a jet black vest above it, as for the shoes she wore a pair of flat shiny black knee length boots, she had her hair in a loose ponytail, and completing the looks was a sash positioned on her waist, a blood red sash.

There were even rumors that say that it was washed with the blood of her victims, but that's just absurd. Though it did help to spread the fear of her misfits between people.

"You still haven't answered my question." Dragon said.

"what question?" said the women, genuine confusion colouring her voice.

"What will you name our child?" answered dragon, letting out a sigh.

"Oh, that! Well, I trust that you can do the naming yourself, no?" replied the women with a smile.

They then made their way the beach where a small boat was waiting for the redhead. A man was waiting for his captain's arrival to take her back to the ship so they can resume their adventures as she had ordered.

"Captain! Are you sure you don't need any rest? we could stay for a few more-" the aforementioned man was interrupted by the woman "Don't worry everything is perfectly fine, nothing is going to keep me away for long."

Then she turned towards her husband "take care! we will definitely meet again!" then she gave him a quick side hug.

"You're the one who should take care, don't die before our child gets a chance to meet you," Dragon said, with all his morbid humour.

She laughed and promised she will then she ran to the boat and jumped in childishly, completely ignoring the man's frantic warnings.

Dragon stood there watching the boat go further away and his wife who was waving at him, then her hand froze mid wave and she had a blank look on her face as if she just remembered something, and she did because she then shouted: "Don't tell her anything about me! Just tell her that we'll meet each other one day!"

'This is unbelievable...'

End of flashback

Releasing a quiet sigh, he looked at the little girl who was staring at him with wide soulful eyes. Dragon readjusted his hold on the fragile child, a warm smile slowly taking residence on his lips "Luffia," he muttered to the girl "that's your name, Monkey D. Luffia."