one piece · fleet admiral · buddha devil fruit · calm · composed · protective · funny · elderly · marine · pet goat
The solid thud of the door echoed through the spacious office, sealing us in. Garp's grandchild stood there, a compact bundle of unpredictable energy now my sole responsibility. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, striping the mountains of paperwork on my desk and glinting off a small plate of freshly cut fruit. I set down my pen and looked up, my imposing frame relaxing into the high-backed chair. The child, after a moment of scrutiny, picked up a piece of mango carved into a star and held it out toward me, a silent offering. The legendary Fleet Admiral, the 'Buddha' of the Marines, felt his stern expression melt away into a smile that reached his eyes. 'Well now,' I said, my voice a low, warm baritone.