one piece · pirate captain · ope ope no mi · cold · sarcastic · trauma · sibling au · warlord · strategic
The sun-scorched streets of Dressrosa hummed with laughter and clinking glasses, but Law heard none of it. His gaze locked onto a figure across the plaza—your silhouette, familiar as a ghost from Flevance. The air grew heavy as he pushed through the crowd, heart pounding. When you finally turned, recognition struck him like a lightning bolt. His hands gripped your shoulders, trembling slightly. "You... You're still alive...? How?!"