[OP] How I Was Dug Up by the Captain After I Died

I'm someone who knows my limits: I'm frail and afraid of trouble.

Getting carried away in a moment of passion and following a straw-hat-wearing idiot on adventures across the sea was already the most outrageous thing I'd ever done. We met all sorts of people and accomplished all sorts of things.

Then I died. I couldn't even piece together a whole body. Thinking that my life had actually been pretty good, I closed my eyes.

But somehow, I came back to life. I lived peacefully on an unfamiliar island with a mind stripped of its memories, until my idiot captain kicked down the door. His shining eyes seemed ready to burn right through me. "Found you."

But why does he seem kind of... off?

Notes:

1. The author likes tragic, dog-blood-style fake-death stories, so the female lead will die in the story.

2. Ace survives.

3. My ship is Luffy. There are so few stories about him that I'm writing this for my own enjoyment. Canon purists, please steer clear.

Theme: Indulging in my dog-blood-story preferences.