The slave of West Blue
"Wealth, fame, and power. There once was a man who obtained it all, Monkey D. Luffy." Solomon repeated what he had heard from his kind sponsor.
"If he was that wealthy, wouldn't he own this place as well? If he was that famous, wouldn't his statue be erected inside the Coliseum? And if he was that powerful, wouldn't he have already destroyed the planet?" Esmeray doubted Solomon's words. For her, people that are called wealthy, famous, and powerful are all the same. All of them would gladly watch her and people like Solomon fight for their lives.
*Gurrrr*
Esmeray's stomach growled out, signalling that it needed food. It had been countless of days since she was put inside her ever-dark cell again. Her body had always been malnourished, even before being thrown into the cell again.
"I will give you some of mine when it comes." Solomon promised. "They can't starve you to death, can they?"
"They will kill me this time." Esmeray said with so much certainty in her voice, even the other fighters from the neighbouring cells started to listen to her conversation.
"You remember my sponsor?" Esmeray asked before stating her reason.
"I do." He answered.
"He asked me for a favour. I didn't oblige, and I cut his face."
Esmeray couldn't see Solomon's expression, but she was sure he was shaking his head in disappointment.
"HAHA!" A guy from another cell yelled out. "Atta girl! Keep your innocence safe for me!"
"YAAAAH!" Other men started to yell out from their cells too.
'Damn it! Is this how I go?!' Esmeray thought to herself before drifting to sleep. Her body couldn't keep her awake anymore. It didn't have any energy left.
***
*CLACK*CLACK*CLACK*CLACK*
Loud footsteps echoed through the place the fighters called "the Abyss". Every fighter was silent. Those footsteps meant that a sponsor was walking trough the Abyss, going to the fighter the sponsor wanted to take under his wing.
Esmeray slowly woke up, but a kick to her head did the job. She couldn't even yell out in pain, her throat had dried out too much.
"I heard what you did to Sir Herfeld. I am quite amused, little Es. Take this as a token of my gratitude."
The mysterious man, a sponsor, threw down a stinking, rotting fruit. Then he took out small stone that emitted light and shone the light onto Esmeray's face.
'Blonde hair and orange eyes. I will remember how you look, little Es. Become someone that can rival the greatest swordsman for me.'
Esmeray jumped towards the fruit, devouring it in a split second. Unbeknownst to her, the fruit she ate was a devil fruit.
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