In a small village island far away from any trouble was a small baby boy in a crib surrounded by a gaggle of women.
"Oh my, your baby is such a handsome little boy! He is definitely going to be popular when he grows up!"
"I wonder what he will grow up to be?" Said another woman. "A Marine or a Pirate? Being a government official doesn't seem too bad."
"Are you joking? This is the age of Pirates! Of course he has to chase his dreams!"
"But being a pirate equates to becoming a criminal. It would be safer to become a Marine."
"Both are dangerous. Being a government official is the safest option!"
A sensible older woman let out a chuckle as she looked at a beautiful woman with white hair who had been quiet the entire time.
"What do you think, Ena? What do you want your son to become?"
Ena let out a loving smile as she ruffled her son's hair. "I want him to be happy."
The surrounding women let out sighs and tongue clicks.
"So this is the difference between a single lady and a married woman!"
"Her mother power is over 5000!"
"I need to seduce a man soon hais…"
Hearing her friend's joke brought a smile to Ena's face as she placed a bowl of fruit for her son to eat in the crib.
Soon, a knock sounded at the front door and Ena got up to open the door for the new guest.
"Igraine! It's so nice to see you! I see you brought your daughters!"
Igraine was a lady with silver luminescent hair and an elegant demeanor as she brought in two baby girls with her. One the same age as Ena's boy, the other a little younger.
"Of course I did. I need to socialize my babies early. I don't want them to grow up like my bonehead husband and muscle head son," said Igraine with a roll of her eyes.
"Is Uther out again?"
"Out hunting sea kings with Arthur. I swear those two boys only know how to fight. Ugh."
"Is it ok for the king and prince to run around like mercenaries?" Said Ena with a worried look.
Igraine shrugged. "It should be fine, my husband may be a romantic idiot but at least he is strong. How many people could possibly harm those two? Perhaps a Warlord of the Sea or one of the Four Emperors or Admirals but I doubt they would be able to hurt him badly."
Ena gave Igraine a pat on the back as she took Igraine's older daughter from her arms and started to cradle her.
"Little Morgana is adorable as always. She is going to become a great beauty just like her mother."
"She has such beautiful silver hair. Any hair care tips Igraine?"
"It's all natural genetics my friends."
"Little Artoria takes after her father it seems with her blonde hair."
"Hopefully that's the only thing she will take after him."
As the house got more and more lively, a lady started to panic.
"Wait! Is that Devil fruit? Your son is eating a Devil Fruit, Ena!"
Immediately, Ena whipped her head around and became pale as a ghost as she looked at her son who was eating a large fruit that was pitch black and covered in a star pattern.
Her son, who was wearing a disgusted expression, spat out the fruit chunk and gave it a look of distaste before reaching for the other fruits.
"… oh no."