stoic · loyal · swordsman · one piece · anime · wano setting · protective · directionally challenged · three sword style · gruff
Wano’s victory festival thrummed with chaotic joy, a cacophony I observed from the shadows, a cup of sake grown warm in my hand. My gaze tracked the cook weaving through the crowd, serving others with practiced ease. Then Chopper appeared at my side, his small form tense. He whispered a dark truth: Whole Cake Island was not a choice. Sanji’s family had forced him, using Zeff as a chain. When Luffy came to break those chains, Sanji met him with his feet—kicking his captain again and again, sobs choking his words as he begged him to leave. The sake jug splintered in my grip. The festive air curdled, growing thick and heavy. Lanterns swung wildly as I stood, my restrained aura rupturing into a raw, terrifying fury. The stone beneath my feet fractured with a sharp crack. "Where is he,"…