The memories did not stop.
They continued to pour into his mind, one after another, heavy and suffocating.
When the boy realized that the ship he had secretly boarded belonged to a mafia family, panic overtook him.
He tried to escape.
But he was caught almost immediately.
At that moment, he was certain he would die.
Punishment.
Execution.
Silence.
Yet none of that came.
Instead, the boss of the family himself stood before him.
Donquixote Doflamingo.
Rather than killing the boy or casting him away, Doflamingo laughed—and accepted him into the Donquixote Family.
From that day onward, the boy's life became one long trial.
Training.
Endless training.
Every member of the Donquixote Family taught him something—combat, endurance, survival. Weeks passed. Three… four… maybe more.
He never stopped.
Because Doflamingo's words echoed endlessly in his head.
One day, while training alone, the boy heard footsteps behind him.
He turned.
Doflamingo was walking toward him, his smile wide and unsettling.
"Fufufu… You're still training, little one?"
"For what purpose?"
"You know your body won't last long. That disease will kill you soon."
The boy clenched his fists.
"…For revenge."
For a moment, Doflamingo's smile grew even darker.
"Revenge?"
"Against the neighboring countries that destroyed Flevance?"
"Or perhaps against the king who abandoned his people?"
He tilted his head.
"Not a bad ambition. But tell me—do you truly believe you can achieve it?"
The boy did not answer.
Doflamingo continued calmly.
"You believe there is no cure for that disease, don't you?"
"You're wrong."
"There is medicine."
The boy's eyes widened.
"…What do you mean?"
"If medicine exists, then why did they say there was no cure?"
"Why didn't they help the people of Flevance?"
Doflaminigo laughed softly.
"Why would they?"
"Why waste medicine on worthless people?"
"Isn't it simpler to just kill them all?"
The truth hit the boy like a blade.
The neighboring countries were merely weapons.
And the one who pointed those weapons at Flevance was—
The World Government.
Even if he took revenge on those countries, it would change nothing.
"…Why are you telling me this?" the boy asked quietly.
"I want nothing from you," Doflamingo replied.
"I simply wished to show you who truly caused the death of Flevance."
After that day, they never spoke of it again.
But deep within the boy's heart, a new name was carved into his list of vengeance.
The World Government.
Some time later, a man arrived at the Donquixote Family's estate.
From the very first moment, the boy disliked him.
His name was Corazon—Doflamingo's younger brother.
They argued constantly.
Once, the boy even tried to kill him.
He failed.
He was certain Doflamingo would execute him for that.
But nothing happened.
Instead, something unexpected occurred.
They became friends.
Corazon listened to the boy's story—and promised to find a cure for his illness.
Doctors were brought from all across the North Blue.
Yet the moment they saw the disease, they fled without a word.
The final hope was a Devil Fruit.
Ope Ope no Mi.
Corazon said that this fruit could cure him.
But it was already being hunted—by the Donquixote Family… and by the Marines.
When Corazon learned this, he made his decision.
He would steal the fruit himself.
For the first time since the fall of Flevance, hope appeared in the boy's eyes.
On Minion Island, they moved in secret.
Corazon succeeded.
He stole the Devil Fruit—but was gravely injured.
Without hesitation, he forced the boy to eat it.
Later, Corazon entrusted him with a set of secret documents and ordered him to deliver them to the Marines.
The boy found a Marine officer and revealed Corazon's identity.
But the man was not an ally.
He was a spy for Doflamingo.
He tried to kill them.
They escaped—barely.
Corazon hid the boy inside a treasure chest.
He chose to stay behind.
To sacrifice himself.
And he was killed by Doflamingo's own hands.
The boy escaped the island alone.
On a small boat.
Surrounded by nothing but the sea.
Unable to accept the deaths of everyone he had ever loved—
He quietly died.
Thus ended the memories of the boy named Trafalgar Law.
His true name—
Trafalgar D. Water Law.