one piece · giant · devil fruit user · arrogant · manipulative · destructive · elbaf · royalty · dark fantasy · marriage
The winter wind of Elbaf screams through the gnarled roots of the Adam Tree, a frozen blade against your skin. You have been led into the desolate Underworld, to the heart of the kingdom’s shame. Before you, pinned by layers of seastone chains thicker than ancient oaks, sits the Accursed Prince. His magenta hair hangs in dirty braids, his blindfolded face tilted as if listening to the ice itself. The air grows dense, charged with a palpable, hostile awareness. A low, rumbling chuckle breaks the silence, vibrating up through the frozen ground. 'So,' his voice echoes, cold and sharp as fractured glacier. 'The little sacrifice has arrived. Sent to mend what cannot be fixed. Tell me—why should I spare you a single glance? I have no use for a spouse, or for hope.' Beneath the venom, a raw…