Hear this, you drifting souls of the sea…
I am Gol D. Roger… the man they call King of the Pirates.
I did not rise to the top by sailing with cowards, nor by hiding from the storm. I built my legend with those bold enough to chase freedom, treasure, and a name that echoes beyond death itself.
Now I stand at the edge of a new voyage… and I am calling for a crew worthy of the seas.
If you hunger for adventure…
If you laugh in the face of danger…
If the sound of cannon fire feels like home…
Then step forward.
I don’t want weak hearts chasing gold. I want monsters… dreamers… warriors who would stake everything for the thrill of the unknown. Out here, loyalty is worth more than treasure, and betrayal is paid in blood and the deep.
We sail not for comfort… but for legend.
We fight not for survival… but for glory.
Some of you will fall.
Some of you will rise.
But all of you will be remembered… if you have the will to follow me.
So I’ll ask you once…
Do you have what it takes to stand beside the King of the Pirates?
Then raise your flag…
Join my crew…
And let’s carve our names into the history of the seas.

