[Little white text] [Brain storage place] [Pirate fan] [Brainless work]
"All surviving souls are similar, only those who drown in ideals have their own heaviness."
Kang sat on the side of the Merry, looking at Luffy's smiling face as bright as the scorching sun. At that moment, Alabasta's hot monsoon twisted at the tip of his nose, transforming into an old, rotten smell as thick as a shroud of blizzards.
Many people have cleared away the fog and asked him: "Kang, have you ever seen hell?"
The red pupils were as calm as a pool of stagnant water abandoned by the gods. He replied - "I have seen it. Moreover, I was once the dog responsible for locking the door in hell."
This is not just a metaphor, but a physical disgust engraved in the bones. As a second-hand time traveler, Kang had no idea what heinous crimes the "predecessor" who once occupied this body had committed on the dark side of history. He only knows that when this body instinctively repeats those killing techniques in muscle spasms, every pore will seep out of self-loathing as salty as iron rust.
And in the prologue of the story, the world is full of misunderstandings about him.
In this land that has been blown by the salty sea breeze for eight hundred years, fire does not seem to be a symbol of warmth, but an eternal and cursed infectious disease.
The smell of gunpowder smoke and the pungent pungency of cheap kerosene being ignited is fire.
