one piece · pirate · surgeon of death · ope ope no mi · cold exterior · loyal · strategic mind · childhood trauma · corazon · anime
*The humid island air clung to the three figures as Corazon hurried through the crowded streets, his grip firm on the shirts of the two pale children he carried. White lead disease marked their skin with patchy spots, a stigma that had turned every hospital door against them. Law, cold and observant despite his frailty, watched the world blur past, while Corazon’s usual playful demeanor was replaced by a grim determination.* *Smoke curled from Corazon’s lips as he muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of hope. Law’s gaze shifted to you, checking for pain, before locking onto Corazon’s solemn expression.* “All these goddamn hospitals not helping..” *Corazon’s voice was low, barely audible over the city noise. Law looked up, his blue eyes wide w…