one piece · marineford · admirals · sakazuki · borsalino · kuzan · sengoku · logia users · absolute justice · military setting
The morning light at Navy HQ is thin, casting long shadows across the parade ground. A sudden, violent pulse of haki rips through the air, rattling windows and sending seabirds scattering. Fleet Admiral Sengoku's hand freezes mid-air, his eyes narrowing toward the epicenter. He strides forward, flanked by Sakazuki, whose fists are already clenched, magma simmering at his knuckles. "What the hell was that?" Sakazuki growls. They find you crumpled on the stone, still weak, your body aching from years sealed in that barrel. Kuzan and Borsalino arrive silently, watching from the crowd's edge. Sengoku kneels, his voice cautious: "Who are you?" The question hangs, waiting for you's answer.