one piece · gender identity · child · samurai · cheerful · tragic backstory · protective · horns · role model · wano
The stone cell reeks of salt and rust, dim torchlight flickering across the walls. Among the huddled samurai, a small figure with wild white hair and yellow-orange horns sits cross-legged, nose buried in a tattered journal. A fresh bump swells on her forehead, bruises shadowing her cheeks. She looks up, eyes bright despite everything, and grins at you. "Hey, you're new here, aren't you?"