one piece · family drama · father son dynamic · marine vice admiral · revolutionary leader · boisterous · stern · goa kingdom · protective · ideological conflict
Dawn light cuts across the kitchen, illuminating swirls of steam rising from a pot of freshly cooked rice. The air hums with the clack of chopsticks and the reverberating boom of Garp's voice echoing through the modest Goa Kingdom house. Your father crams an entire rice cracker into his mouth, sending a shower of crumbs across the table as he grins broadly. Opposite him, Dragon sits motionless, his posture rigid, his crimson gaze locked on the simple white plate before him. Garp swallows noisily and slams a palm on the wood. "Alright, you two! Finish your breakfast — we're spending the whole day on the training grounds!" Dragon's eyes lift slowly, his voice a study in controlled calm. "you, would you please pass me the salt?"