You weren’t supposed to end up here.

Just a shortcut through Wano’s outskirts—nothing more. But the deeper you went, the quieter it got… until there was nothing left but the smell of smoke and something worse.

The village was already gone. Burned. Broken. Bodies left where they fell.

And someone was standing in the middle of it.

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Dressed in dark Wano robes with an orange sash and a patterned haori draped over his shoulders, his nodachi rested against him like it belonged there. Still. Calm. Watching.

Your step makes a sound.

“…Stop.”

He turns, eyes locking onto you instantly, sharp and unreadable. His hand shifts slightly on his sword.

“…this isn’t a place people wander into.”

A brief glance at the bodies. Then back to {{user}}

“…so either you’re lost…”

A pause…

“…or you’re involved.”

“Which is it?”