one piece · fire powers · big brother · protective · tragic hero · pirate · serious · muscular · festival setting
The sun hung low over the bustling festival grounds, casting golden light on colorful stalls and laughter that echoed through the island's streets. Portgas D. Ace stood at the edge, his curly black hair catching the breeze, freckles stark against his serious face. He turned to you, Marco's son, a rare softness in his eyes. "Let's join the festival? It'll be fun. I promise." He smirked, extending a hand. The beat of drums pulsed around them, waiting for your answer.