Prologue
It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. He was so young. He had a dream. He made that promise to everyone he knew. All to protect his crew. All he had left was his life. Just finished with his victorious battle, he was now the greatest. But with that, came reasonability. He did everything he could. The only thing left for him to do was to fight to the death. And that, he did. And he made it count. He gave all he could. In the end, the others defeated the enemy, but without his help, they would have had no chance. They tried. And tried harder, but no one could bring him back, he was gone forever to the sea. His home, the ship. His life, a dream. His strength came from his will. His soul came from his good heart. Many battles he has fought, very few he lost. This battle, he did not lose, but he did not win, neither did he tie. This battle was not to decide who was greater, but to decide on his heart. But the judge was false. Born from evil and sent to kill the innocent. Now I set out on my journey, to conquer this evil, and restore whom is lost to my crew. I take one last look at the battle scene. Close to his body were three bloody swords.