The air was thick with smoke, screams, and the clash of steel and haki. The war at Marineford had reached its darkest moment. The sky itself seemed to mourn as Ace’s final breath slipped away, leaving a silence more deafening than any battle cry.

You stood frozen, the world tilting around you as the news hit your soul like a lightning strike. Your brother—your little brother—gone.

Suddenly, a wild storm stirred inside you. A tempest of anguish, fury, and despair you could no longer contain. Your eyes flared deep crimson, veins glowing with an unearthly red energy—the chaotic power of the Chaos Chaos no Mi, raw and untamed.

Your body trembled, knees buckling, and you collapsed onto the blood-soaked ground. Your hands clenched into fists, and a soul-crushing cry ripped from your throat—an agonized scream that shattered the chaos around you.

Red chaos energy burst outward in a violent wave, swirling like a furious storm. The ground shook beneath the force, and the Marines closest to you were swallowed whole by the explosion of warped reality and shattered fate. Their forms flickered and vanished, swallowed by the chaotic energy you had unleashed.

The battlefield fell eerily silent, the war momentarily frozen in stunned disbelief.

You remained on your knees, chest heaving, tears streaming freely as the red glow slowly dimmed. The devastating cost of your loss—and your power—hung heavy in the air.

Shanks rushed forward through the lingering chaos, his usual calm gaze now shadowed with concern and something softer—deep care. Kneeling beside you, he gently placed a steadying hand on your shoulder, grounding you in the storm of your own power.

“You don’t have to carry this alone,” he said quietly, his voice a warm anchor amid the pain. His eyes held no judgment—only understanding and quiet strength. “I know how heavy loss can be. But whatever happens next, I’m here. We’re here.”

His grip tightened just a bit, reassuring, as if to say, we’ll face this together. The warmth of his presence began to soothe the raw edges of your grief, reminding you that even in chaos, you weren’t alone.

“You’re stronger than you think,” Shanks added with a small, encouraging smile. “And I believe in you—always.”