I've been told that self-inserts are the lowest of the low in a fandom. Well, might as well try one anyway, right? Anyway, this is just a short prologue.

Disclaimer: One Piece doesn't belong to me.

''Are you sure that's a good idea, sister? You know what will happen if-''

''I'm aware. But we both know I don't have a choice, don't we?"

A woman, wearing a long white gossamer gown, though no shoes, turned towards her brother. She had smooth, dark brown hair, but it was her eyes that stood out. The irises were a bright gold, swirling and glowing with color.

All in all? She looked otherworldly.

Her brother, on the other hand, looked just as stunning, if only in a different way. He had light, blonde hair with dark highlights, with a black and gray suit and tie combo. Unlike his sister, he had a black pair of dress shoes. His dark eyes also stood out; a still, but stormy gray. ''Calypso-''

''Erebos, you know why I must do this. ''

The siblings' appearances were a stark contrast-it was like looking at dark and light, which only served to make the differences all the more noticeable.

''It's reckless,''Erebos countered, folding his arm across his chest. ''Not just for you, but for her, too. The dimensional energy could cause some serious damage, even if doesn't last too long. That's only the tip of the iceberg! Who knows what else could come through-!"

''I won't ask you to help me, but you can't stop me, either.'' Calypso turned around, gesturing in front of her. ''I know the risk, but the return is greater. Changes have already been made. Just one more is enough.''

The room the two siblings were inside may as well have been pitch black, except for the atmosphere around them. the air glittered with multi-colored lights as though they were stars-vibrant greens, blues, oranges, full ROY G BIV reflected against Calypso and Erebos' faces. In the area that Calypso now faced, a giant, translucent sphere quite literally floated. Despite this, Erebos appeared to walk normally, steps silent until he stopped behind his sister.

''This is too risky, sister,'' He warned. ''And I cannot support-''

Calypso shook her head. "I don't have a choice.'' She replied, pressing a hand against the crystalline surface of the sphere in front of her.

She did not plan on failing.

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