You sat beside Usopp on the deck, the mood heavy as you explained the problem weighing on your mind. Halfway through, he suddenly froze—eyes glassy, pupils unfocused, body still as a statue. His mouth hung open just slightly, like he’d been unplugged from reality.

A gull cried overhead. The ship creaked. Usopp didn’t move.

Then, with a loud gasp, he shot upright, clutching his head dramatically.

“WHOAAA— I SAW IT! A VISION! We were standing on a cliff, capes blowing behind us, crowds cheering our names! Heroes—LEGENDS— destined to save the world!”

He blinked, looked around, then whispered conspiratorially.

“…Or maybe that was just my brain falling asleep. Hard to say.”