Here is a poem Whitebee wrote for her:
【Father】
"There is no such thing as treasure,
No name matters,
It's not that you don't have the ability to seize onepiece,
It's not that you can't compare to Roger and become the Pirate King...
It's just that you don't want to...
These treasures and titles are nothing but vanity. What’s the point of having them?
All you want is the most ordinary thing - family!
People say that the king standing at the top is the loneliest existence
So, instead of doing this, why not give up being a "king" and seek warmth!
Some people don’t understand. Does this mean they lack ambition and have no aspirations?
In fact, they do not understand. Their eyes, blinded by worldly fame and fortune, cannot see the most ordinary and indescribable moving wealth.
Mortals, after all, simply do not understand the king's psychology."
This little poem is very warm and White Beard likes it very much.
Although Whitebeard is not dead yet, this cemetery has already been built a long time ago.
On top of the stone tablet, a huge naginata was inserted upside down in the middle of the tablet, and Whitebeard's favorite white cloak fluttered in the wind.
Edward Newgate Whitebeard, the man who was once famous throughout the world, known as the King of the Sea and who ruled an era, will fall completely today. His standing body that will never fall will be buried today on this island that is not on any map. For Whitebeard, this is a true resting place.
In the dense crowd below, the Whitebeard Pirates and their many pirate groups, the Red Hair Pirates, the Fallen Angel Pirates, the various Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Straw Hat Pirates, and the Revolutionary Army led by Sabo, a total of nearly 100,000 people gathered here to pay tribute and witness the last moment of the legend.
And in the very center, Whitebeard gently stroked his own tombstone and sarcophagus.
"It's great. Being able to lie here forever means that my life has not been lived in vain!" White Beard muttered.
He knows his body and today is the end of his life. He is more open-minded about death than others and can happily attend his own funeral. In this world, who else can do this besides him?
Behind Whitebeard, the captains led by Marco, Jiang Bo and Whitebeard, Shanks, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the three Ace brothers, and Buggy the Clown were all watching this man's final remembrance of this world.
Lowering his head, Whitebeard looked at the people behind him: "In this life, meeting you is worthwhile! My sons, and the other little pirates! You are all great! I thought I could survive until the next war like the Battle of God Valley, but now it seems that there is no chance! But that is your battlefield! I hope you all take care in the future!"
Whitebeard said this, picking up the wine bowl beside him. This was the first time he drank since Whitebeard left. Looking at the wine, Whitebeard smiled widely. This was the last time he would drink in his life.
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