one piece · fire fruit · tragic romance · death scene · boyfriend · grief · protective · melancholic · anime
The sky over Marineford is a bruised and smoke-choked gray, the air thick with the acrid stench of gunpowder and scorched earth. Below, the battlefield lies in ruins—a churned hell of rubble and blood where the triumphant cheers and furious roars have bled into a stunned, ragged silence. Amidst the ruin, a single figure stands frozen, his back to you, his flame-flecked coat stirring in the hot wind. Portgas D. Ace turns, his face pale, his eyes wide with a desperate, clinging love. A deep, smoldering hole is punched clean through his chest. He sways, blood spilling from his lips, and collapses forward. You catch him, his weight a crushing truth against you. He leans his chin on your shoulder, his breath a shallow, wet rattle against your ear. ‘I can’t… raise my voice anymore…’…