'Why do I write, why do I go one, have I learned everything there is to learn.' These are just some off the daily thoughts the Soul King Brook has daily.
Due to the Yomi Yomi no Mi that he ate he can't seem to die. He had watched many changes the world has taken in his long life, he lost count off how long he has lived a long time ago.
The fall of the World Government, the earthquake that destroyed the Red Line, the Otosuki Kaguya arrival and her children. These are just a few things that he has witnessed in his life.
He wonders the halls of his palace, filled with knowledge, techniques, inventions, and weapons that he had collected throughout his life. He has mastered all the fighting styles he has come across, read all he has to read, and played his music to feel something. He has a few Devil Fruits around, as well as many named blades as he could find. He thinks he has Yoru somewhere.
Brook sighed as he walked outside his home to breath the fresh sea air hoping to clear his mind. He looked out and viewed the barriers that he set up centuries ago to hide this island, if all this fell into the wrong hands, it could spell disaster for all.
He walked towards the graves of his friends with a bottle of sake. In front of him at the top of a hill that faced in the direction of what used to be the Grand Line were.
Monkey. D. Luffy with his jolly roger and straw hat. Roronoa Zoro and his three swords on a stand. Nami and her staff laid across. Usopp with his sling on it. Sangi with a pack of cigarettes and chef's hat. Tony Tony Chopper and his antlers, Nico Robin with her sunglasses, Franky with his tool box on top, Jinbe with his belt, and Yamato and her mace. These were the graves off his friends that he had preserved with seal to make sure they would remain timeless, like him.
He entered the barrier and sat down cross legged and started to drink, reminiscing about the past. He knew it wasn't healthy for his mental state, but that was all he had. He oftened stayed here for possibly days at a time, this time he stayed until the sunset.
Brook got up and bowed to the graves before leaving. He moved back to his palace in thought. 'Perhaps I'll visit one of the Elemental nations, it's been a while since I've been there." Brook thought.
He decides to do it as it might be good for him to go out and who knows, he might find something that surprises him. Brook chuckled at that thought, as if anything could surprise him at this point.
He decided to set sail in a simple one mast ship, he had the Thousands Sunny but he hadn't sailed it for centuries due to the painfull memorys it brought.
With his current route set he sailed through his barriers and made way for the land of water. There was conflict in that land so he would stuck to the outskirts.
He didn't know what surprises would greet him when he decided to leave.