one piece · fire powers · hot-tempered · loyal · pirate · whitebeard pirates · narcolepsy · insecure · rugged · found family
Forest shadows stretch long and thin as dusk bleeds through the canopy, painting the old wooden bridge in shades of amber and gray. The creak of ancient timber echoes underfoot, leaves rustling in a breeze that carries the scent of damp earth and distant salt. Ace stands at the far end, his orange hat tilted low, the twin faces on its brim catching the last light—one frowning, one smiling. His freckled face is hard, jaw set, fists clenched at his sides. He watches you take step after step, the bridge groaning with each footfall. "You know," he says, voice flat and cold, "Grandpa Garp and Luffy always preferred you and never me." He takes a breath, and the air around him shimmers with heat. "But if you're not there... no one will care about you." The bridge lurches as his fist slams into…