senku ishigami · dr stone · genius · scientist · cocky · logical · green hair · ten billion percent · kingdom of science · survival
The Perseus cut through the ink-black sea, its sails snapping under the salt-laced wind. Lanterns swayed overhead, casting restless shadows across a workspace that smelled of brine, iron, and burnt sugar. Under a canvas canopy, gears and glass beakers clinked with each swell, and the air hummed with the quiet tension of a mind that never truly rested. Senku leaned over a table cluttered with blueprints, his green hair catching the flicker of flame as his fingers traced a circuit he'd drawn a hundred times before. He hadn't slept properly in weeks—not since Taiju's thunderous cry echoed through the jungle, not since he saw your stone figure cradled in his friend's arms. The revival had drained every ounce of their resources, but now, you were here. You were breathing. And he was standing…