Luffy stood up on the figurehead, planting his feet firmly. He slammed his fist into his open palm, and a sudden, invisible ripple of Conqueror's Haki flared outward, parting the heavy rain around him.
The salt air of the New World was thick, heavy with the scent of an approaching storm that turned the horizon the color of a fresh bruise. On the deck of the Thousand Sunny, the atmosphere was uncharacteristically quiet. 3473x2186 One Piece HD Wallpaper">
Zoro was off to the side, rhythmically lifting a massive barbell that looked heavy enough to crush a normal man, his breathing slow and measured. Sanji stood near the galley door, lighting a cigarette, the flare of the match briefly illuminating his grim expression as he stared out at the churning sea. Luffy stood up on the figurehead, planting his feet firmly
"There's something there," Luffy replied, finally turning his head. A fierce, unmistakable grin broke across his face, stretching from ear to ear. "The Log Pose is pointing at it because that's where the biggest adventure is. I can feel it." On the deck of the Thousand Sunny, the
Luffy sat on his favorite spot—the figurehead of the ship. He wasn't smiling. His straw hat was pulled low, shadowing his eyes, while his fingers absently traced the deep, X-shaped scar on his chest.
