#opweek2016

Sure, Law liked the submarine and sure he liked not having somebody to answer to, but he would be among the first to call bullshit when other pirates talked about the call of the sea and the need for adventure. Most of them, when the shit hit the fan, took their feet into their hands and ran. Or they pissed themselves.

Of course, there were some idiots who meant what they said, delusional dreamers always reaching for an unattainable goal. The sea was not conquerable and there would always be someone better and stronger than you. No, Law was not the adventurous type.

Instead, Law liked to plan, liked to dissect his enemies until he knew what made them tick, until he knew where he could put the pressure to make it hurt. He was careful though, to not break them. An opponent who had given up all hope for victory was no fun at all. There was only one person Law would wish that upon, and well, he wouldn’t be able to do that alone.

So, no; Law was not the adventurous type. It was pretty clear though that Luffy was. It was also painfully obvious, that he was one of the people who meant it, when they spoke of adventure and of the call of the sea, of the hopes and dreams that lay out there somewhere on the Grand Line.

Equally obvious was that his crew where made from the same foolishness. Some of them managed to hide it quite well, like Robin and Chopper or even Nami, but it was there all the same. It was in the sparkle in their eyes, in the grin on their lips, in the sureness of their words, in the tilt of their heads. Someday it would come crashing down around them. Same as it had come crushing down around Corazon. Same as it had come crushing down around Law’s crew when he had left them. But Law would be a greater fool to discourage them, if their need for adventure was what had made them agree to his plan. So he remained silent.

He remained silent though the whole journey to Dressrosa. He remained silent during the part on Greenbit, where he lost Usopp and Robin. He remained silent as Doflamingo shot him in front of the colosseum. He remained silent as Luffy carried him over half of the island. But then they fought. And Law didn’t want to be silent anymore.

The game goes a little bit like this:

What if the tragedy of Flevlance never happened? What if they had never gotten sick? Law would have studied to become a doctor. He would have been among the very best; a surgeon. Work would come in and pile up and his patients would pay vast amounts of money just so that he could operate on them. Then the Marines would come and take him, because in this world they had the Ope Ope No Mi. They would force Law to eat it and then to study it. And then they would force him to carry out the ultimate operation on one of their high-ranking officials. If they threatened his family, if they threatened Lami – well, Law wouldn’t hesitate to kill himself. At least it would be an honorable death.

Or it would go like this:

What if Law had never escaped Doflamingo. What if Rocinante had never taken him away. Law knows that he would have risen through the ranks, Doflamingo had liked him even as a child. And at that point in life Law had no remorse, no empathy. He probably would have thought that Rocinante deserved execution, when he revealed himself to be a Marine. In this world, Law would have been like an attack dog at Doflamingo’s heel. And of course, also in this world he would be forced to eat the Ope Ope No Mi and to carry out the operation. In this world, Law wouldn’t think twice about doing it.

Or there was the one in which Law died from his sickness.

There was the one in which Law took Lami with him and almost found a cure.

There was the one in which he died together with Rocinante in the birdcage.

There was the one in which Vergo broke him and broke him and broke him.

Most of them had one thing in common, though. In all of them Law was either broken or he was dead. He liked the ones where he was dead better. It usually meant that he had secured someone else’s happiness. There are some though, in which he is happy.