count, yet hadn't looted or pillaged a single town or ship thus far. He had paid for everything with his own funds, and said funds were starting to run dangerously low. With his ship in dire need to attention, the young Captain was faced with an impossible, yet enticing question... Just how far would he go for his adopted dream?

He snorted and opened his mouth to the shower of spray above him, ignoring the lingering taste of rust as the water filled his mouth. Life had been so dull before he had taken to the seas, yet was this what he really wanted? His mother had wanted the title of 'Pirate King' for herself, yet even an immensely powerful, strong-willed woman such as she had utterly failed whenpush came to shove. Did he stand a chance? The question became ridiculously rhetorical as it crossed his mind. Spitting out the water into the drain at his feet, he sniggered loudly, the noise masked by the hiss of the tap as he span the wheel once again, and the water was silenced.

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Yonyon breathed a deep, satisfied sigh of relief as he stepped into the shower within his own room, yet the sound quickly morphed into something resembling a strangled screech as the previously heated water turned ice-cold a few moments after he had started showering. Cursing loudly, he hit the tap with the heel of his palm childishly, shivering violently, only for the shower to respond in an equally petulant manner by spraying him in a scalding