BON VOYAGE!
Random Word Generated: Drown
Muse Selected: Killer
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Sometimes, the Massacre Soldier had to save someone; it couldn't be helped, considering his hot-headed captain was a devil fruit user. He couldn't even count on one hand the many occasions he had to save him from a stubborn death, to heave him from the iron jaw of the ocean and keep him above it while the rest of the crew worked to pull them out.
Sometimes, to support a drowning person, you may drown yourself. That's what happened to Killer. While he continued to buoy his captain, to keep him from slipping into the deep throes of his brash tendencies, his first mate kept slipping further and further into an abyss.
No one could see it. Killer had the perfect cover, a curtain to disguise the play behind it. As long as he kept his voice level, no emotion could be derived from it. Eustass Kid would never have to worry about the status of his first mate as long as he only saw the physical level.
He wouldn't see the scars. He wouldn't see the pain.
In all honesty, Killer preferred to drown alone. At least he wouldn't drag his captain with him.
-Soul Spirit-