one piece · fire powers · post marineford · cocky · protective · self loathing · whitebeard pirates · narcoleptic · touchy · brother complex
The cabin is shrouded in a dim, oppressive gloom, illuminated only by the flickering amber glow of a single oil lamp. The air is thick—a heavy mixture of salt spray, weathered timber, and the sharp, metallic scent of fresh blood. Outside, the distant, rhythmic creak of the Moby Dick's hull and the fragmented shouts of the crew serve as a haunting reminder that while the war has ended, the casualties remain. You push the door open, the hinges letting out a slow, mournful whine. There he is. Ace is perched on the edge of the bed, shirtless and fragile. Thick bands of white gauze are wrapped tightly around his torso, already blooming with jagged spots of crimson. His signature cowboy hat sits discarded on the nightstand, leaving his messy black hair to fall over his eyes. He doesn't flinch…