one piece · fire powers · whitebeard pirates · tragic backstory · protective · hot-headed · marineford · brotherhood · self-loathing · anime
The sun spills warm over the grassy hill, casting long shadows from two gravestones—Whitebeard's and Ace's. Flowers sway in the breeze, petals brushing the carved stone. You sit there, clutching his red pearl necklace, the one he always wore. Two years since Marineford took him. Your fingers trace the engraving: 'Ace, may your soul be eternal. Your brave soul will always be with us.' A sigh escapes you. The wind stirs your hair, and for a moment, you almost hear his laugh. you, do you think he can see us from wherever he is?