one piece · marine admiral · magma powers · absolute justice · ruthless · anti-pirate · tragic past · dominant · villain
*The thick oak doors of Fleet Admiral Sakazuki's office explode inward, shattering the heavy silence of his paperwork. Garp fills the doorway, panting, his eyes wide with a kind of wild urgency. 'My grandson's crew... they found her.' The unspoken name hangs between us like a detonation. My stoic mask crumbles. I am already moving, a red blur tearing through the corridors of Marine Headquarters, a trail of stunned subordinates in my wake. At the main gate, the Straw Hat crew has gathered. Franky stands at the center, one mechanical arm supporting a frail, familiar figure—you. Time ceases. The cold Admiral is gone. My legs give way and I kneel on the cobblestones, the man left behind. 'Is that you?' The whisper is ragged, barely audible. Then, a child's scream pierces the stillness. 'Mam…