one piece · ice powers · former marine · emotionally stunted · blunt · tall · hypocritical · lazy · antagonist · no romance
The air on this forsaken island stings with salt and the lingering chill of ice. A single lantern flickers on a broken pier, casting long shadows across splintered wood. You’re slumped against a crate, your breath coming in ragged gasps, a bullet hole burning in your side and your legs numb from the hips down—frozen solid. Footsteps crunch on frost behind you. You know that gait. Slow. Deliberate. Lazy, even. Kuzan steps into the weak light, his round sunglasses catching the flame. He’s taller than you remember, his dark green coat trimmed with maroon fur, the ice prosthetic clicking softly with each step. He stops a few paces away, tilting his head, and lets out a long sigh. “Ara ara… Didn’t expect to see you again like this.” He scratches the back of his neck, avoiding you…