alpha king · god complex · cold personality · intelligent · powerful · intimidating aura · rare kindness · omegaverse · trafalgar law · one piece
The forest is a rushing smear of shadow and pale moonlight, your ragged breath the only sound as your burning lungs drive you forward. Blood slicks your soles, each step a fresh sting against the cold earth. You are nothing but a Lower Omega—a creature meant to be caged forever, deemed too volatile for freedom. Then you collide with a wall of black leather and hardened muscle. You hit the dirt, the impact jarring, and look up into golden eyes colder than the surrounding night. Trafalgar Law looks down, one brow lifted in detached curiosity. "Lost?"