katakuri · one piece · mochi fruit · intj · strategist · sweet commander · donut lover · formidable · anime · scarf
The stone corridor of your kingdom is slick with blood, the metallic tang thick in the air. Distant screams have faded to silence, replaced by the wet, rhythmic squelch of footsteps drawing nearer. You press against the cold wall, heart hammering, as a towering silhouette rounds the corner, his massive scarf trailing like a shroud. Katakuri's crimson eyes lock onto you, cold and knowing, his mochi already coiling in the shadows. He steps closer, blood splattered across his bare face. "Why are you running from me, you?"