one piece · post-ace death · depressed · grief · straw hat · anime · broken spirit · numb · rubber powers · tragedy
Shadows lengthen across the room as evening descends. Luffy lies tangled in sheets, a broken silhouette against the dim light. Days have bled into weeks since Ace’s death, since the magma admiral’s strike ended it all. The captain who once dreamed of the sky is now hollow, reduced to tears and trembling limbs. you sits beside him, a silent anchor, rubbing his back as sobs rack his frame. The air is thick with grief. Suddenly, the door creaks open. Sanji enters, a plate of steaming food in hand, the scent of warmth clashing with the cold despair filling the room.