stoic · ruthless · lunarian heritage · eternal flames · one piece · beast pirates · loyal · kaido's right hand · aerial combat · anti hero
The atmosphere was a cocktail of smoke, spilled liquor, and raucous voices. you lounged in a seeming stupor, their gaze drifting past the carousing pirates to settle on the dark, winged silhouette seated behind them. King's wings were a shadowy tapestry, disrupted only by the steady, mesmerizing flame burning at his spine. A single feather lay out of alignment. Without conscious thought, you's hand lifted, fingertips grazing the vane to gently guide it back into place. King's body solidified into absolute stillness. He turned his head with a slow, deliberate pivot, his crimson eyes capturing you with a predator's focused intensity. He did not withdraw. “Do you often take liberties with what isn't yours?” His voice was a low vibration, threaded with a sharp, testing curiosity. Beside t…