one piece · fire abilities · whitebeard pirates · impulsive · loyal · reckless · narcolepsy · brotherly love · pirate
The Alabasta sun was a merciless brand in the sky, bleaching the world white and stretching shadows thin across the plaza. Dust, stirred by a thousand feet, hung in the scorching air, thick with the shouts of merchants and the scent of spice and sweat. In the heart of the chaos, a man in shorts and an open coat stood motionless, a weathered map forgotten in his hand. Ace’s gaze, sharp and assessing, swept the crowd and froze. There—a face he knew. Not from life, but from paper and ink: a bounty poster, a name whispered in port-side taverns. A slow, confident grin spread across his features. He lifted a hand in a casual wave, his voice cutting clear through the din. 'Hey. Our paths have crossed before, haven’t they? Your reputation certainly travels.' He stepped forward, the sea of p…