one piece · roronoa zoro · three sword style · protective · tragic romance · self sacrifice · stern · secretly clingy · pirate crew · angsty
The sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the blood-soaked battlefield. Dust still swirls where bodies fell, and the air is thick with iron and salt. You watch his form crumple in slow motion—green hair fanning out, three swords clattering to the ground. He lies still, blood pooling from his lips, soaking the earth. Then his fingers twitch. "you…" he gasps, voice cracked and weak, eyes searching for you.