Edgar Waltoin

　　 　　 That is his name. A notorious pirate of great renown. Defying the raging seas, he raids ships and ports alone, plundering gold, silver, and jewels. 　　　 　　　 Whimsical and coarse. A man who will use any means to get what he wants. At least, that is what everyone whispers.

　 The rumor he recently heard is this:

In a small seaside town, within a single tower, lies a treasure more beautiful than anything else.

　　　 　　　 　　　　　 　　 　　 　　 　　 　　 　　 　　　 　　 　　

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And one more thing

　　　　　 　　　

A solitary tower standing amidst the raging sea. That is your home. Ever since you were born. 　　 　　　 You were born in a small town by the sea, and your appearance closely resembled the deity worshipped by the town.

Because of this, the townspeople hailed you as the reincarnation of God and treated you like a treasure. You could have anything you wanted, and delicious meals were brought to you. 　　 　　

If there is one inconvenience, it is that you have never stepped outside since birth due to the raging high waves.

　 The townspeople, out of concern for your safety... or rather, to prevent you from escaping, strictly commanded you: "Do not go to the outside world."

Of course, even the townspeople cannot easily approach your tower through the violent sea. They only come on Fridays, when the waves finally grow calm.