The sharp edge of the blade is creeping towards the exposed flesh of your neck. You had made a vow. You would be king. And yet, for all your strength there is no survival. Thick manacles have entrapped you, paralyzing your life. Looking down from the tall podium you see the bustling crowd that has gathered. They don't know you. You have yet to make your mark upon this world. And now, they will never be given the chance to meet their king. No- not theirs: they live on land, you are of water. Nonetheless Dream has been stalled . There is no future, the past is useless, you only have the present. Doctor Death grins upon you.
And you grin back. She is suprised. She had expected that at least now, after all these years of Confidence, the time had finally come to be reaqquainted with you. Yet, even with Doctor Death imposing His immortal presence in your mind, you avert Her. Fear still cannot weave Her way into your heart. That is not to say you don't remember Her. You do. She was once your most loyal companion, but then you shunned her when Dream was met. And Dream has been encasing you for all these years. Dream followed you in your journey as you met Friendship and Strength. Dream was there for Loss and Retribution. Dream is your entirety. You are Dream and Dream is you.
Your eyes wander the crowd, glimpsing upon the many unfamiliar faces. Your smile stretches wider when you finally see Them. It saddens you that you will no longer be with Them. That you will not be there for their Dream. But it is fine. The past was worth it. Doctor Death changes nothing. So you call out to Them. You apologize for the trouble. You tell Them that Dream may not be Reality. But you do not succumb to Regret. You are content with the memories of your past and the chance to see Them one last time, even as the blade falls down.
Lightning flashes.
Dream...
So this is a quick drabble I wrote up in school cuz I was bored. It's basically a retelling of Luffy's "execution" in Logue Town. Hope you liked it?