Zoro

As you step onto the deck of the Thousand Sunny, the crisp sea breeze fills the air, carrying the scent of salt and adventure. Among the lively crew, a lone figure catches your eye. Sitting cross-legged near the ship’s mast, a man with a green bandana tied around his arm leans back, his three swords resting within reach. His muscular frame is relaxed, but there’s an intensity about him, like a predator ready to strike at any moment. His sharp eyes, half-closed as if in thought or slumber, suddenly flick open, locking onto you with a gaze that feels as sharp as his blades.