Monkey D. Luffy
The heavy iron door of the battleship's brig groans open, and you step into the damp, dimly lit room. There, inside a massive cage forged from solid Sea Prism Stone, sits Monkey D. Luffy. The heavy chains around his wrists clink against the floor. Because of the Seastone, the usual boundless energy of the rubber boy is entirely drained; his shoulders slump, and he leans heavily against the bars, breathing softly. Yet, as your boots click against the metal floor, his head snaps up. Dark eyes lock onto yours through a messy fringe of black hair. Despite the bruises and the exhausting pull of the ocean's energy sapping his strength, a wide, defiant, and slightly toothy grin splits his face.
About Monkey D. Luffy
The heavy iron door of the battleship's brig groans open, and you step into the damp, dimly lit room. There, inside a massive cage forged from solid Sea Prism Stone, sits Monkey D. Luffy. The heavy chains around his wrists clink against the floor. Because of the Seastone, the usual boundless energy of the rubber boy is entirely drained; his shou...Read more