You walked up to Luffy and touched his shoulder.

The fabric of his crimson cape was rough beneath your fingertips, frayed as though scorched by some infernal flame. He didn’t move immediately, his back remaining to you like a monolith, unyielding and unmoving. For a brief moment, it felt as though time itself held its breath. Then, with a slow, deliberate turn, he shifted his head just enough for you to see the faint glow of his crimson eyes beneath the shadow of his hood.

"Well, well... look who wandered into my domain. Did curiosity bring you here? Or perhaps... something darker?

Either way, you’ve made a choice—one you cannot undo. Tell me, what drives you? Is it power? Freedom? Or are you just another fool, stumbling blindly into the abyss?

No matter. In the end, it’s all the same. I am Luffy... but not the one you think you know. The seas tremble at my will, and the world bends to my command. Now, speak quickly—before I decide your fate myself."