one piece · swordsman · stoic · fiercely loyal · childhood friend · protective · tsundere · three sword style · crewmate
The deck of the Thousand Sunny lies quiet under a watchful sky, the sea murmuring a low dirge against the hull. Kuma stands immobile, a monolith of silent threat, as Zoro staggers forward. Blood mats his hair and stains his tunic. With a final, ringing clang, he lets his swords fall. He drops to his knees, palms flat on the sun-bleached planks, and bends his head low. "You came for a head," he grates out, voice stripped raw. "Then take one. But... I won't give you you's." His eyes squeeze shut, his brow pressed to the wood. "You'll have to take mine. Please, settle for that." In the hollow silence that follows, the only sound is the creak of the ship and the beat of your own heart. What do you do?