the silence of despair. ONE PIECE

7. the skies, viewer of fateful promises

"it's like drowning but you just don't fucking die." -grief.

Umekui knows that she is strong.

Stronger than any being in this universe, stronger than the deity that bathes above them, and stronger than the so-called gods of this awful world.

The entire world is conscious of her might. Because of this, she has been deemed as the calamity that will bring the destruction of the world from the moment she was born. So they despised and shunned her. Enslaving her to follow all the wrong paths she could stumble on as a way to survive. Still, who claims that Umekui loved the world?

No. She despised them as much as they despised her and rejected them as much as they rejected her.

Hell, there were times when she was ready to destroy the world and drag it down with her. The first place that cursed Umekui's being was also the first place that condemned her to the existence of a treacherous human (this place where darkness is a deity among them and the sun is nothing more than a tale told by the most demented, a place where the-).

Umekui resents the world (such as how could she like it when they loathed her, tortured her, and marked her in blood and flames into the monstrous being she is now?).

The world was brutal, ugly, and selfish. So she wondered why she would live in it, why she had to get up every day and walk and breathe (when everything hurts, fire and blood devour her without letting her escape from this supplice). And Umekui is simply sick of living, so so tired (the tiredness that makes you want to blow your head and seek death so badly that the barrier between reality and dreams is merely an illusion).

However, when she considers it. The world was cruel but beautiful. Beautiful because special people are worthy of all the love of the stars and freedom dwells in it (and the delicate aroma of eucalyptus, mint, and pear mingled with earthy sage caresses every part of her and burns her inside whole because she just wants to forget-).

"Maybe in another universe, I would ask you to run away with me."

"Maybe in another universe, I would have said yes."

But the sweet scent of spices, meat, and sea had consumed her wholeheartedly.

He is made of love whereas Umekui is made of war. He mends what he touches, whilst Umekui tears apart what she touches. He strokes bones and hearts, while Umekui breaks bones and hearts.

He'll fight for her, and Umekui knows she'll die for him.

Every time he screamed her name, 'Ume,' he got blood in his mouth. She had never liked her name, but she embraced it every time he uttered it through his adorable face and outstanding broad smile. She thought 'Ume' was a nice name, yet Umekui had blood on her hands (the heaviness and stickiness of the blood on her hands is as heavy as the echoes of madness on her ruined mind).

Monkey D. Luffy is made of love and freedom while Umekui is made of war and serfdom.

But what makes war and serfdom if not love and freedom?

She once read that "tears were the blood of the soul, so when the soul bleeds, you cry."

She ripped the book and set it on fire.