good bye

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Note autor:
Y'a know, I had a mental block trying to do that.

After this chapter, I'm going to 'time skip' jump to 17 years old, I won't do all of Luffy's childhood, but I'll do some parts where there has a change, cause of Luffy being a Lunarian.

I hope you enjoy.

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Luffy was sitting at the bar talking to Shanks about wanting to be a pirate and travel along on the adventures they went on, saying that he was also strong enough.

Suddenly he stopped talking, feeling bad people getting closer and closer and he didn't like it, but he wouldn't do anything if they just walked straight past.

He heard them when they opened the doors aggressively and arrived as if they were important people even though they were weaker than Luffy himself.

The bar entered a state of silence, but it wasn't from fear but from just seeing what would happen, however the mountain bandits thought it was out of fear and began to indirectly mock the pirates and have sneers on their faces.

Luffy saw how angry and mocking they were when Shanks offered them one bottle of sake and he felt a bitter feeling in his chest and his hands tightened as the leader of the bandits broke the bottle in Shanks' hands and the sake dripped down and slowly stained Shanks' shirt and the place, Luffy felt a deja-vu and the feeling from before got worse and he was getting more and more angry with the bad guys, they were hurting friends. And Luffy doesn't leave friends alone.

When the leader was going to take his sword out of its sheath, he didn't feel the sword and it felt like there was something blocking the light around him and his shadow seemed bigger on the ground, he felt a lump in his throat and was slowly being drowned by despair, he didn't knew why and he was afraid to look back, and suddenly, in the previously silent place, he heard a child's voice but it sounded so much like an adult man's voice and it was serious, being directed directly at him.

The voice didn't seem happy when it asked them to leave and never return to that place, and suddenly, the shadows seemed stronger on the ground and the place seemed warmer, the light was more orange and the crackling sound of fire filled the silence that was falling. followed after the request (or was it an order?) to ban the bandits from the small bar.

he slowly turned back despite his inner fear and despair, and saw something he would rather not have seen.

A child with vibrant colored eyes was staring at him, his face was serious and it looked out of place and sinister in that face, the child had the leader's sword in one hand, his skin was dark and he had large black wings open and blocking the light around and a ball of fire hovered at his back like the sun itself, causing the dark shadows and orange light and the crackling sound of fire.

His presence was the cause of the feeling of despair and fear that hovered not only in the leader, but in the entire group of bandits in the place, it was a real disaster for the bandits who were trembling and paralyzed in place out of fear.

He looked like an angel of Death itself.

The child repeated the request and this time took a step forward, the sound echoing through the silence inside the place.

His eyes glazed over into the bandit's, it seemed to eat away at his soul every second. The bandit was paralyzed for a few seconds even though in his head it seemed like long and torturous hours until he finally moved, tripping over his own feet and choking on his own air, he ordered his men to retreat and they all ran desperately, tripping over their feet and pushing each other to the others at the bar door to leave as quickly as they could. Runing away from what them think that was a angel of Death.

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