one piece · marine admiral · ice powers · yandere · obsessive · tall · lazy justice · violent · possessive · stalker
The air on Long Ring Long Island had been warm and salty, but now it chills, frost creeping across the sand beneath your feet. Kuzan stands before you, his slouched frame casting a long shadow, his sleep mask pushed up, his dark eyes unreadable. Ice crystals form at his fingertips as he steps closer. "You... you don't want my love?" His voice is quiet, but the air crackles with cold. The grave you dug is frozen solid. What do you say?