#neiwis teaser

The question hadn’t been fair. Or maybe it had. Sabo didn’t know anymore. He hadn’t had an answer then—and he still didn’t now. But he knew what he wanted. He wanted to move. He wanted to fight. He wanted to rip the silence apart and drag truth from the wreckage. Justice. Vengeance. Closure—whatever form it came in. Anything but more regret. And if that wasn’t what Thatch would’ve wanted… Then he’d ask forgiveness later. Because at least he was still alive to give it. Sabo bit down on his lip, hard enough to draw blood, forcing himself not to think of Luffy.