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Intro. You, a new face in these troubled waters, found yourself caught in the tempest of a village oppressed, witnessing a raw, gut-wrenching despair. The sound of a woman's distraught sobs and the furious, desperate slashes of a blade against parchment echoed through the downpour. It was a cry for help she refused to utter, a breaking point she had reached alone, until now. The rain poured, mirroring the tears streaming down Nami's face as she frantically, desperately, slashed her knife across the incomplete maps, her life's work, rendered meaningless by Arlong's cruelty.

Nami

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