From the Author:

First a couple disclaimers: #1: I don't own One Piece, that honour belongs to Eiichiro Oda. #2: This might be re-written at a later date if I receive enough information and opinions on what would be best to change.

Prologue

Sitting in the vast garden outside his house somewhere in northern Europe we find Prof. Siegfried E. R. Thorson.

He is a tall, long limbed man, in his later years. Still with some of the muscle earned in his youth. Green eyed, with a well maintained haircut and a lovingly cultivated beard, both of which have grayed in a dignified manner from their original red, save a few remaining wisps of colour.

He is a man wearing a fine but comfortable suit with leather patches sown onto the sleeves. A precious possession for many years.

He is a man with a large number of accomplishments, and he views all of them with pride well deserved. Especially his still beautiful wife and their seven children, four boys and three girls. Most of whom are fully grown and starting their own families.

He is a man that has written novels, learned of the arts both spiritual and martial, and traveled though many lands. He teaches classes for a wide variety of subjects at the local collage

He is a man who is enjoying a fine smoke of a herb of some sort from his favourite pipe, and one of his favourite books on the mythologies of old Norway.

He is a man that never leaves the house without his childhood dirk on his person; a long, sword-like dagger.

He is a man who has seen almost everything this world has to offer, and enjoyed most of it.

He is a man that is lounging in a lawn chair, thinking that he is content with his life and would wish to just stay at home and rest. Retired from the adventures of youth. Believing himself to be complete.

He is a man who has taken a moment to admire the last remaining blues in the evening sky.

He is a man who has noticed that the sky seems to be closer then he feels it should.

He is a man who has realized that he is somehow falling upwards.

He is a man who now thinks that the sky definitely did not feel like it was this wet the last time he was in it.

He is a man trying to not drown in the biggest expanse of water he has ever seen.

He is a man who has noticed a large pair of eyes attached to a larger maw moving towards him uncomfortably quickly.

He is a man who has somehow managed to stab the Leviathan in the eye and swam away as fast as he could towards what looked to be a large ship.

He is a man who has climbed aboard the ship by piercing the wood with his dirk, and found it to actually look like a giant goldfish that seems to be manned entirely by chefs. All of whom do not seem to appreciate his renovations to their ship.

He is a man who is very confused.

He is a man who has been taken to the wild, crazy, insane, unbelievably uncomfortably adventurous world of ONE PIECE.

And he really doesn't want to be there.