Wicked_Fiction

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #70

The woman’s train of thought screeched to a halt when she caught sight of a figure leaping from ship to ship like some overly confident acrobat in a recruitment commercial.

A young man landed squarely in front of her with an unnecessary tw...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #69

Morning came with the salty sting of sea air and the rhythmic creak of the ship swaying at port. Gale was out on the deck early, shirt damp with sweat, his rapier flashing in practiced arcs through the sunlight.

One hand stayed tucked behind...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #68

The soldier was still breathing. Barely, but breathing.

Gale wiped his bloody hands on his already ruined shirt, sat back on his heels, and let out a long sigh. He’d managed to clean the wound with booze—whatever expensive brown bottle w...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #67

Gale made his way toward the collapsed Marine, boots crunching lightly over the marble floor. The guy was still breathing—barely—but Gale figured he had a good ten minutes to live, fifteen tops if the guy had a strong constitution and a really...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #66

The garden had returned to its usual noise and nonsense. Royals were back at it—whispering, plotting, posturing, and pretending they didn’t just get outmaneuvered by a single dad from the desert kingdom.

But Gale?

Gale was more pre...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #65

The clunk-hiss of pressurized gates echoed as the Bondola doors slid open, releasing its high-profile cargo onto the immaculate stone path beyond.

A moment later, Gale, Poqin, Admiral Kizaru, and a dozen Marines stepped out alongsid...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #64

The journey didn’t take long.

Kizaru’s battleship glided across the calm sea like it was out for a lazy Sunday cruise, trailed closely by the Alabasta royal vessel. The sun shone, the skies were clear, and despite the wreckage left behin...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #63

With Kizaru leaning casually against the rail like he was people-watching at a café, and Poqin sitting cross-legged on a crate sipping tea like this was a vacation cruise, Gale let out a long, soul-weary sigh.

“Right,” he muttered, step...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #62

The sun was just starting to rise over Marineford’s docks, casting a soft orange glow across the bay. The air smelled like salt and gun oil, with just a hint of steamed rice from the mess hall down the way.

Gale sat cross-legged on a crate...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #61

Gale sat seiza-style on the cold, polished floor of the Fleet Admiral’s office, his back stiff and his knees screaming. Next to him, Poqin looked perfectly serene, like he hadn’t just caused an international incident and punched a diplomat’s...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #60

In the farthest corner of the Marineford scrapyard, where the rusted bones of retired battleships loomed like forgotten monuments, the crunch of footsteps echoed softly across gravel and broken metal.

Kuzan—Admiral Aokiji to the five peopl...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #59

The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon, setting Marineford aglow in hues of orange and gold, like the world had been slapped with a really dramatic Instagram filter.

Gale wandered through the quieter edges of the base, hands in h...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #58

The place Garp had pointed them toward didn’t exactly scream “official Marine business.” It looked more like the backlot of a training field: wide open space, scorched grass patches, a few crates lying around like someone had given up halfwa...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #57

The colossal steel gate loomed ahead, its jaws slowly parting with a low, mechanical groan that echoed across the sea like a bored sea king sighing.

The Gate of Justice—massive, ominous, and honestly kind of dramatic for a glorified front ...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #56

Gale didn’t say a word.

No warning. No dramatic wind-up. Just one sharp inhale—and then he moved.

A lightning-fast kick slammed straight into Jabra’s chest with the force of a cannonball. It was so sudden that the CP9 ag...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #55

The courthouse of Enies Lobby loomed like a cathedral designed by someone who thought “subtlety” was a kind of seasoning. Colossal columns, thunderous echoes, and enough dramatic lighting to host a Broadway villain monologue. Gale followed beh...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #54

The fog began to clear as Garp’s ship approached the towering silhouette of Enies Lobby—a massive stone structure looming in the distance like the world’s most ominous courthouse on a floating island.

Gale stood near the railing, leani...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #53

The docks of Foosha Village were livelier than usual that morning. The sea breeze carried the scent of salt and wood polish, seagulls cawed overhead, and a small crowd had gathered to see the Marines off. It had been two weeks since Garp’s ship ...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #52

Gale and Poqin trailed behind Luffy at a safe distance, sticking to the trees like two very unmotivated ninjas. The forest was quiet, save for the sound of birds, crunching twigs, and Luffy occasionally muttering nonsense to himself like a child n...

One Piece: As Heavy as a Gale #51

The three of them trudged through the woods, the late afternoon sun spilling gold across the trees as a very unconscious—and very massive—boar bounced along the dirt behind them, tied up with enough rope to hold down a Sea King.

Luffy hu...