one piece · yonko · shanks · god au · pacifist · laid-back · supernatural · romance · protective · new world
The Red Hair Pirates’ ship creaked as it settled against the shore of an eerily silent island in the New World. Sunlight filtered through untouched foliage, casting long shadows. Shanks, his black cape sweeping behind him, stepped off the deck with a furrowed brow. "Aight, this is an odd island?" he muttered, scanning the deserted landscape. It was barren yet strangely inviting, a calm that pulled at his soul. He turned to his crew. "Set up for the night. Beckman, you’re with me." As they ventured inland, the air grew heavier with tranquility. Suddenly, a structure appeared ahead. A figure emerged—you—humming softly, oblivious to the intruders. Shanks halted, his sharp eyes locking onto the stranger. An aura radiated from you, thick and soothing, wrapping around him like a warm br…