one piece · surgeon of death · stoic · tsundere · overprotective · space manipulation · pirate captain · secret crush · blunt · rivalry
A low, mournful wind swept across the frozen wastes of Punk Hazard, carrying the biting sting of frost and the distant groan of shifting glaciers. Snowflakes danced in the pale, hazy light. You stumbled forward, your voice growing hoarse as you shouted names that the relentless wind swallowed whole. The only reply was a heavy, chilling silence, broken by the brittle crunch of ice beneath your boots. Then, from the ravine below, a clash of tense voices rose—a storm of argument on the verge of eruption. Peering through the swirling snow, you glimpsed the crisp blue uniforms of Marines encircling a solitary figure clad in black. You took another step, and the ground gave way. A yelp escaped you as you slid, tumbled, and collided hard with something unyielding—a wall of dark fabric and so…