Brave at heart

nsfw - Eustass Captain Kid x F! Reader ~ Free day

nsfw ~ Eustass Captain Kidd x F! Sub! Reader ~ An Adrenaline Release 

Luffy, Kid, Law & Page One ~ HCs of them reacting to his S/O wanting to fight in Onigashima

nsfw - Eustass Kid, Killer & Monkey D. Luffy ~ HCs for Face Sitting

sfw- Kid, Law & Luffy ~ Reacting to his s/o stealing their favorite things

nsfw - Dom! Eustass Captain Kid x Sub! F! Reader ~ My Property

nsfw - Eustass Captain Kid x F! Reader ~ Before It All Ends [Consented Rape PLAY]

nsfw - Demon! Eustass Kid x F! Slave! Reader ~ Incubus

sfw - day 4 December Advent Calendar: Kid x Gn! reader ~ The First Snow

nsfw - day 5 December Advent Calendar: Kid x f! reader ~ Dressing Up as Santa

nsfw - Kid x F! reader ~ Drinking Sake

nsfw - HCs Law, Zoro, Luffy, Sanji, Sabo, Ace, Kidd, Izo & Page One having a shaky breath while fucking you ~

nsfw - Eustass Kid x F! Reader ~Camping Under The Stars

nsfw - Prince! Eustass Kid x f! reader ~ My Little Clown

dark! nsfw ~ Eustass Kid x F! Reader ~ Don’t Tell Mom (⚡ step-cest)

nsfw - incubus! Kid x F! reader ~ Unbreakable

Kid was coming back today, after all.

Heat stood at the wheel, giving orders here and there in the stead of both the Captain and his first mate. Kid had gotten himself into some sort of problem again, though you didn't know the details it would be no surprise if you heard Kid had bit off more than he could chew with some rival, but today was the day that Killer went to fetch your hot headed Captain.

You recall of the sternness of Killer's voice as he told you to stay put, that Kid would be more less inclined to come back to the ship if he knew you were somewhere else. Being used as bait should have insulted you, you think, but you didn't mind when it meant you'd soon be crushed in your red head's arms.

As Heat pulled into a closed off harbor, out of prying military eyes, you find it growing more difficult to stay on board as you were instructed to.

Footsteps behind you pull your gaze from the beach, Wire moving to stand besides you. A heavy hand rests on your head with a gentle thud, one of his fingers having flicked the dangling earring you wore- one of the first gifts you'd received from Kid.

"He'll be back soon."

A flush rushes to your cheeks as you turn from the rail, Wire's words finally getting you to leave the main deck in favor of hiding in the kitchen.

"Yeah, you're right, Killer wouldn't trust us by ourselves for that long." Wire's laughter is his response to your parting words, doing little to help the burning in your face as the kitchen door closes behind you.

Letting yourself fall into one of the dining hall chairs, a groan escapes you. Your head falls into your hands, rubbing at your face as your brain swirls around with the sight of red, the smell of metal and oil, the sound of echoing laughter.

It isn't until a loud thud startles you. The crash is soon followed by a second, almost louder one, and by the time you run out of the kitchen door the crew's rowdy cheers echo through the harbor.

Red, blazing eyes meet yours and Kid's grin grows tenfold at the sight of you. Elation bubbles through you as you cheer with your crew mates, laughter interrupting your cheer as your glee leaks from every pore of your body.

The sounds of Kid's footsteps coming towards you seems to drown out everything else around you, his eyes burning into your own as you feel a pull from the assorted jewelry he's gifted you over the years.

You start to move towards him, magnetized both by his devil fruit power and by the look in his eyes, and the moment you're within reach you feel a heavy arm slung across your shoulders.

Kid wastes no time in tucking you to his side before he starts to boast about his victory, maniacal laughter simmering out in the waves of his euphoria. Pride surges through you as it often does, Kid's ego living off of the gleam he sees when he looks back to you.

"Tonight, we feast! To the strongest fucking pirates in the whole damn New World!" His arm tightens around you as the crew grows even more boisterous, moving to prepare for the party to come later.

No one says a thing when Kid pulls you with him, clearly heading back to his quarters with you in tow. With your heart thundering in your chest you feel lighter than air, hoping that your feet are able to keep up with his pace while your knees feel like they're moments away from giving out.

The moment the door shuts behind you two, palms are cupping your cheeks. You barely get a breath in before Kid's lips are pressed roughly to your own. He groans at the feeling of your lips on his, and you miss the bright pink flush of his cheeks as your eyes flutter closed.

A smile couldn't help but grace itself on you lips, your hands moving to tangle in his hair as you kiss him back. You feel his smirk in return as he nips lightly as your lips. Ever the brute, Eustass Kid was, but with the way his hands seemed to cradle you to him, it was easy to forgive his aggressive kissing tendencies.

"Fuck, I missed ya." Kid doesn't pull away until you're both out of breath. He moves to roughly remove his goggles, letting his hair fall in his face as his forehead rests on your own. "Wanted to do that since I first saw you again."

"Why didn't you?" Your teasing lilt makes Kid groan, stealing another chaste kiss before shaking his head. Standing to his full height, he dodges your question in favor of stripping down to his underwear and laying on the bed.

The night falls slowly upon the jungles of Zou, blue cold light of the crescent moon lighting up the deepest and darkest places of the forest's thicket. In midst, the Heart pirates and the Straw Hats gathered, to witness a fight that could turn out to be rather striking to observe.

It's Bepo and you against your Captain, who's head is worth 500 million Berry. Compared to him, your 100 million seem like a joke, a quite sinister farce, as you're about to attack the supernova, who never lets his focus waver a single second from you and the polar bear mink.

With a reverbing growl, the Vice Commander storms at his superior, seemingly getting the hang of his 'inner beast', not screaming like a silly martial arts icon this time. Even Law didn't expect him to be that fierce, however it won't faze him so easily, already calculating his first move. But where are you?

Just in a fraction of a second, he lost you out of sight already. "Shit.", he curses under his breath as he fends off Bepo's claws, aiming for his face. His blade deflects his Commander's attempt to rip him apart and manages to cast his 'Room' over the area.

Before Kikoku's edge can reach the white furred opponent with a full swing, two daggers block the powerful counter. Surprise widen the surgeon's eyes, as he sees you withstanding him with apparent ease. Bepo's giant paw holds out for Law's head. He is trapped, realising there's no other way than to withdraw himself by swapping places with a random leaf.

You and the mink now stand there, aware your Captain bailed the clinch he was left to deal with. He must be determining his next move, hiding somewhere up in the trees. Luffy cheers in excitement: "Go (Y/n) and bear! Kick Tora-o's ass!"

With a quickend breath, you turn to Bepo and instruct him to lead the surgeon of death to a certain spot beneath an enormous nutmeg tree. In acceptance, the polar bear nods subtly and keeps his guard up, scanning his surroundings with care.

Thus you jump up that tree you agreed to lure the Captain to and take a stand on a colossal branch, far up from the ground. Through squinting eyes, you hold out for a white hat, hovering through the lush green. Nothing.

Way down, you see your Vice Commander keeping a lookout. He sure is taking his sweet time. Then finally, you feel a gust of wind coming your way and a visible light blue slash shoots directly at you from across the clearing. Recognising the ability as 'Sterben', where his nodachi comes flying, rotating on it's own axis in dreadful speed, it aims alarmingly precise at your face. Preparing to catch this aerial attack, you redirect it's cut to the branch beneath your feet, threateningly close to be chopped down completely. Just like you wanted it to be.

Suddenly, another branch comes darting at you from the same direction, making you dodge that unexpected assault. Loosing your balance you fall down and manage to soothen the impact by a tuck and roll. Bepo yelps out in concern and kneels down next to you, asking for your well being. To calm the riled up mink down, you wave off that slip and reassure him with a soft smile, however determination is sparking in your e/c orbs: "He's targeting me. Be ready to divert his attention." - "Aye!"

Back on your feet, you stand out in the open, with the goal to attract the overly attentive supernova. Separated, you take a distance from your sparing partner and relax your muscles, ready to dodge the next awaiting move. Are you truly the Captain's goal? The crowd around you grows silent, hearing nothing except the wind rustling through the giants leafs above their heads. Zoro mutters lowly in uncertainty: "They're open like a book. He's going to tear them apart." - "(Y/n) seems to be a clever girl, perhaps she has an idea?"

Robin watches you closely, as your fingers glide along small containers attached to your belt. Sea water smoke bombs? What an interesting way to 'repel' devil fruit users, the jet black haired woman chuckles inwardly. Franky, out of impulsion, blasts a hyped up: "Ow! I can't stand the pressure you guys!"

Everybody turns their heads to the sudden noise from the metal tank man, posing in a ridiculously pompous pose. It takes you off guard and you catch yourself doing it to your misfortune, cursing through your gritted teeth: "Fuck". At this point, it's already too late. That instant your concentration faltered, the tall man stands behind you, notching his stretched out thumb into your sides, electrifying you to knock you out. Unfortunately, the hit lands perfectly and you land on all fours, energy completely drained from the volts numbing you to a certain extent.

Bepo comes storming at Law, intending to defend you, yet in vain. From below, earth in form of a pillar snares the rampaging bear's legs, stopping him in his tracks. Again, the surgeon faces you and holds your special smoke bomb in hand, victoriously smirking at you: "I'll be taking that."

The crew gasps in awe, seeing their Captain keeping up appearances, doing his thing as an impudent show off. Whoever was rooting for you, they don't even dare boo him, unless they want to be walking around headless that is.

An uncanny feeling spreads within you. Where is all that sudden power coming from? As if blown away, the incapacity no longer bothers you and you huff musedly: "Oh no you don't." Your eyes bore holes into the man scoffing to your assumed loss, however realisation hits him. Everything around you grows dark, all sounds swallowed into nothingness as your tunnel vision won't waver from Law, not once.

To his dismay, he is now the one, not able to move a single inch. Weakend, the Captain snickers, a smug lip curl appearing in his face. "There comes the wannabe empress again.", he mumbles amused, as you pull yourself together and snatch the bomb from his hand with a cutely hummed 'Thank you'.

And the crowd goes wild! This time, you managed to overwhelm a single person with your conqueror's haki. Astouned, the people around you cheer and fire you up. There is this trademark smirk again, to which you suspect only one thing. In a low voice he declares cheekily: "Sorry to disappoint, but I won't hold back, even for a pretty face like yours."

You really thought this was over? No chance. It takes more than that, to take down a powerhouse like him. Once more, the bomb slips out of your hand, swapped with a feeble leaf. In the open field, a boulder rises from the ground, hovering over the small devil fruit user's doom bomb to your fret. 'Takt' seals the deal and tons of stone bury the 'ability blocker' underneath the rock's weight.

Visibly annoyed, you let your shoulders sink and groan deeply: "Oh come on, Trafalgar! Must you always exaggerate? I worked on this for hours!" To his pleasure, Law rumbles delighted and apologises sarcastically, flashing you his most unbelievable 'regrettful' smile. That conceited little bastard.

There's no rest for the wicked, for the doctor has you in his sights again, a wave of assaults crashing upon you, as Kikoku's edge is close in cutting off your limbs in swift slashes. Your power to overwhelm an opponent is still too weak, or your Captain is just too strong? By all means, it is a given, that you'll have to work on your unique skill, with all you have.

Daggers are difficult to handle when it comes to defending yourself. Precision and a keen sense for prediction are the key to success. With a loud clash of metal, your weapons collide with the surgeon's blade. The strength in your arms slowly dwindling by every inch Law presses further against you: "I was expecting a pro conqueror's haki user. How dissapointing."

His taunts rob you your last excisting nerves. This man is asking for it. In focus, you stare deeply into his steel eyes, finding solace in the active rest, metal against metal gnashing at eachother to choose the ultimate winner in this sparing session. Obviously, there is no chance you'll be able to beat this overpowered monster of a man, yet you hold your pride dear, not wanting to give in so easily. Thus, a strange tingle crawls up your spine, feeling a rush of adrenaline curse through your veins.

It is beginning to familiarise, the power to bring your opponent to your knees, though it might be faint, you dare say it's enough to make the Captain stagger. The effect once more knocks the air out of Law's lungs, however he withstands the deluge, only loosing control for a few seconds, which will suffice with no question. You take the opportunity to tackle him, the surgeon topples to the ground, and you free yourself from close combat. "Don't get cocky, my dear Captain.", is what you coo at him in pure satisfaction to see him wrinkle his nose at you in a sour manner.

The people go crazy around you, everybody is either cheering or jubliantly yelling in amazement, watching you actually keeping the surgeon of death at bay. They know it's not for certain that you'll overcome his powers, but it is yet a glorious deed to incapacitate him, which is close to impossible to fullfill.

Before the disgruntled white hat can give you a piece of his mind, Bepo's furious roar interrupts his train of thought and gets grabbed by his collar: "Sorry Captain, but I can't let you attack (Y/n) again!" About to carry him over to the designated tree, Law has enough of being shoved around, using his trump card, nobody likes to refer to for it's eerie after taste.

The single word 'Shambles' escapes his lips and he lets his nodachi pierce through the air, animating his ability to do his bidding. Your heart fails for a moment and everything around you grows dizzy. Looking down, you see the doctor scruffed up in your white furred hand. Hold on. White fur? There is no way he had the audacity to exchange your heart with Bepo's.

In the background you hear your voice screaming in fret. Oh dear. It's as you feared. An orange overall covers your giant bear body and every step you take feels like a two hundred pound dumbell has been attached to your feet. Groaning in annoyance you let the black beady eyes squint at the visibly entertained supernova in your paw: "Was that really necessary?" - "Necessity isn't a factor here. This is only sheer enjoyment."

No matter how much you love this man, besides that caring behind all that cool demeanor, he is and remains a subtle brat. You haven't noticed how an animalistic growl leaves you in frustration, hearing that sassy comment from your Captain, to which he replies with an impudent sneer, still hanging in there in your claws.

"Bepo! My dagger!", you order your shivering to the core minken friend, who's stuck in your body, to throw your weapon at you. Without question, your Vice Commander is completely immobilised, yet to your luck, though to a close call, he managed to execute your urgent request. You on the other hand, have a goal, determined to follow your plan, you hold out for your trusty sparing partner. This is where the surgeon realised, you aren't bewildered at all by the sudden change of your new attained physique. Raising his brows in astonishment, he observes how you catch the tiny dagger in your clutches and let the blade aim at the Captain.

Barely breaking free from your stronghold, Law vanishes into thin air, leaving behind a dried up stick in your paw. Projectiles of pebbles shoot your way to compromise your vision, making it hard for you to detect where your opponent takes a stand and identify his next move. Beneath your feet appears a fast enlargening shadow, engulfing your whole bear frame in mere seconds. As you come to realise what is going on, a giant boulder falls in full speed right down at you, threatening to crush you to dust.

Not able to move, with the lack of agility in this body, you take the strength you can muster and let your fist crack the monsterous stone open, before it hits you. With a loud blow, the smashed pieces and earthen debris disperse and spread all over the ground. Seeing Law perfectly placed underneath the nutmeg tree, where you've set up a trap, you take off your dagger's heft with a short draw and let the chains flow out of the hollow shaft. Your weapon turns out to be a hidden Kyoketsu-shoge, the usage now becoming highly beneficial, giving you the opportunity to attack the Captain from a wide range.

This is your chance. In a swift throw, the blade flies through the lush greens, reaches the battered branch and hooks deeply into the thick tree bark. With hopes that this will actually work, you give it a firm tug and you hear the wooden splinters burst and snap, the weight of the tree's growth creaking as the surgeon's alerted gaze follows the recognisable sound above.

Perplexion reflects in the doctor's eyes. To be ground into mash, isn't exactly what he searches for in his endeavors, thus he splits the incoming tons of wood in half with a single slash with his 'Amputate' ability. Just before you can pull back your weapon, the white hatted man cuts down the chain, not granting you any further possibilites to fight except in close combat. It was then, where you admit your defeat to yourself grudgedly.

Sprinting to you in a flash, Kikoku aims horizontally at you, for Law initiated 'Injection Shot' to end this dragging training session. On your knees, you yell: "I give up!" Fortunately right on time, you see the nodachi's tip, dangerously close to pierce through your eye. The blade slides back into it's sheathe and gets swung over the Captain's shoulder. Out of breath, Law only stares down at you, which you pinpoint as a mixture of surprise and shock reaction.

Suddenly, you hear your voice screaming in agony. Bepo! The Captain and you run towards your feeble frame, lying on the ground, holding your head in seemingly pain: "Make it stop!" The way your body shivers and aches gives your current mink form goosebumps all over. "Captain! Change us back!" - "If I do that, it might end up in multiple hazards and-", his know-it-all blathering pisses you off and you practically implode at your superior, growling with an animalistic undertone.

The observants tread to the happening, trying to offer their help. Even the Straw Hats stepped closer, asking about the bear's, or technically your well being. "I don't want him to suffer! Do it! Now!", you roar at the surgeon to your full awareness, what is going. Bepo opens your eyes. The deep e/c orbs faded into complete white, an omnious glow emmiting towards your lashes like smoke wafting from it's source. "Law!", you bark, earning an annoyed grunt from the man, who is struggling to decide wether or not to follow your urgence or his own contemplation.

The world around you shifts once more and your heart sets out for a quick moment, as a familiar burn within your soul torments you from inside out. You are back to your true form. Whispers of your nightmare return in your mind, fogging up your senses. The will is a sin to gods' creations. It reverbs around you, fear strikes you deep and you supress the need to scream in horrification. Kneeling next to you, Law recalls this display of you spasming and squirming about.

Worried, his head shoots to his Vice Commander: "Are you alright, Bepo?" - "I- I think I am." The bear holds his head in confusion and Shachi and Penguin tend to him with utmost care, basically interrogating the poor mink.

The surgeon's hand glides over your cheek and rests on your forehead. "She's burning up.", he mumbles softly, only for him to hear. Flinching to an unintelligible set of words coming from you, echoing in his ears, he turns to you to aknowledge it clearer: "The will must be eradicated." The abnormality in your voice sends pins and needles over his skin. It's as if you are possessed by an evil spirit. Everybody encircling the area stays silent, reacting to the uncanny scene infront of them with blood freezing in their veins.

In utter disturbance, the Captain calls out to you, while gently shaking your shoulders: "(Y/n)-ya! Wake up!" The flickering in your suffering doe eyes tells him you are still with him. He hears your voice screaming his name, like the time you were turned into that bestial wolf form. The uncertainty scares the surgeon of death beyond belief.

A certain rubber boy squeezes himself through the crowd, in order to get closer to you. Luffy isn't sure himself, but something tells him, he is able to help: "Tora-o, let me do it." - "How are you going to be of any-" Ignoring his ally's presumptions, the Straw Hat places his gentle palm on your head. You feel - at ease. The anguish diffuses, the pain falters and it leaves you in exhaustion, yet the fever remains. Law is visibly relieved and disgruntled at the same time, by the fact that the naive boy holds an intimate moment with you. Nevertheless, it seemed to work.

Thoughts race in your head, as the knowledgable tone recoils: "Sister of the sun. Find solace in your brother's light." Brother's light? Luffy's kind windows to the soul watch you carefully, a concentrated frown spreading over his usually cheerful face. Narrowing down at you, his smile returns upon realisation you are back to your senses and he chuckles: "Don't scare us like that. I think Tora-o still needs you, Okami!" - "C-Cut it out, Straw Hat-ya!"

Tristan rushes up to the gathering, pressing herself through to see the ruckus' source. "What happend? Oh dear, (Y/n)!", fear crawls up the poor squirrel mink's spine, as her gaze lands on you. Law asks her to get Chopper, he will need back up, if things turn more grave. All pride aside, there is nothing in this world holding him back from keeping you safe and sound.

Your eyelids grow heavy, as you see the last picture before you, poor Bepo, the Straw Hats and Law observing you in worry, holding on to you. The heat in your body knocking your strength out completely, giving in to the fatigue. Last thing you hear is your love's concerned voice, muttering: "We need paracetamol as soon as possible, her fever is far from sinking."

Not taking notice in the happenings around you, chaos breaking loose in panic for your health, your weary gaze focuses on your Captain.

With difficulty, you mumble on and about, not even comprehending yourself in delirium what escapes your lips. One thing keeps you going, and that is the man's mellow steel eyes, his stern face, that only you know can turn as soft as a gentle breeze. You swear you can hear him talk to you, his deep and soothing voice calming you down, as you stare into the grey storm. Nobody seems to really mind what you said, the doctor's face however flushed up in all shades of red after hearing your ramblings. The hat being his only 'escape' option.

Then, the lights go out. The exhaustion got the better of you.

"Look at this poor angel's face! She looks so peaceful asleep!" - "Back off, shitty cook! We're not supposed to be here anyway.", you hear the echoes reverberate in your mind. Slowly, your sore lids crack open, letting you see what idles before you. A tall blonde and a sturdy green hair discuss and blabber about something you decide to not overhear. It is simply too much for your aching head to handle. The only comfort brought to you is the flickering flames of the campfire near you, it's cracking sound almost tempting you back to sleep.

Out of nowhere, a noisy little reindeer comes flailing it's tiny hooves at the two grown men, shooing them away like a flock of unwanted doves on city streets. Sighing in disbelief, Chopper faces you, noticing your waking: "Oh (Y/n), you're awake! How are you feeling?" - "Actually, I feel like shit. My head is killing me."

Hopping over to you with small tip taps of his hooves, he huddles up next to you and takes your temperature. Relief loosens his furrowed eyebrows, for your fever has gone down fortunately. "I recommend you to go back to sleep, it's been a long day. Oh, but before you do!", considerately handing over a glas of water, you gratefully accept it and let the cool liquid clench your thirst, the dryness in your throat fading.

Again, you find peace in the surrounding ambience of the crickets' chirps and the fire's snaps and your breath begins to even, falling into deep slumber. The little doctor simpers in delight, reassured you are alright.

The air grew colder around you and the blanket you've been tucked into, slid off your now shivering body. Still too weak you try to grab the fabric's hem to pull up your shield of warmth, sighing in discomfort to your failing. Where you come to a point of just accepting your 'cool' fate, a sudden rustling of the cloth being slipped back over you, makes you jolt. A pleasant warmth cups your cheek in reassurance, signalising you not to fret. You can't detect anything in the darkness, only touch, smell and hearing being your only reliable senses, telling you exactly who engulfs you with his tender embrace.

Humming satisfied, you lean against his palm: "My heart." You hear a lightly amused huff, coming from beside you. The slender fingers glide along your jaw, the thumb lazily circling your lower lip. "I heard your fever went down.", the doctor states with an assured tone in a calm whisper, seemingly at ease. Replying with a simple nod, you already yearn for more of his sensual touches in your sleep drunkness.

The Captain inches closer to your bedroll, but scans your vitals with his ability beforehand, confirming your steady recovery. No anomalies whatsoever, just the increased temperature, not too high of a concern in regards to that. He watches your chest heave in a ragged manner, preceiving your energy as still remaining completely spent. The words that left you, as you layed there, collapsed on the ground, let his neck hair stand on end. You mentioned the will. Eradication.

Are the guardians designed to kill - people carrying the D in their name? It dawns on him. This turns out to be even more difficult than Law thought it would be in the first place. If his provisional theory is correct, the chances are you'll attempt to take his life in your uncontrolled beast state. However, only if you wear that cursed moonstone around your neck. What is more opposing, is the fact you reacted under mythical influence, though without bearing the pendant. He saw your struggle and it nearly tore him apart, the suffering was clearly unbearable for you to take. If it weren't for Luffy, death might have stood around the corner.

His brows furrow in discontent. Whatever kind of deity controls your soul like this, is not a benevolent spirit, that, Law is certain of. More research is bound to fill up his schedule in the coming future. Nothing will withhold his decision of keeping you as his. There is yet so much he has to tell you, so much he wants to experience with you. Sailing the seas as pirates, exploring the unknown lands as pioneers and conquer what you deem fit to claim. The world is nothing but a broken society, in need of expulsion of those, who dare to murder the peace, the freedom.

Together with the Straw Hats, Law just knows there is a fleeting possibility to change the world, make it a better place. And he wants you by his side along the process. The love he cherishes for you, resembles to a feeling he held dear towards a long lost man he adored. Corazon. He was a friend, who saved his life from inner conflicts, before manifesting into Doflamingo's possible vessel. He was a father, who gave him the first taste of unconditional love, the freedom to live and thrive.

It was only recently, for Law understood that love doesn't need a reason, after an unadmittedly heartfelt discussion with his grandfather Sengoku at Dressrosa. The 'D' poses a general threat, not only to others, nonetheless to himself as well. A sealed book with only it's cover for everybody to read 'the will', no plot to be deciphered. The mystery gnaws on the Captain's mind for days on end. Though he thought, that his secret name was the reason for Corazon's sacrifice, it turned out to be quite the contrary, proven through the clumsy blonde's kind words and actions.

Again, Law finds himself in a twist with his name and a person he admires. There you lie next to him, your breath loud and even, deep in slumber. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear to see your innocent face, he can't help but lean down and plant a gentle kiss on your temple, whispering lowly: "My heart."

If a god or higher being decides to stand in his way, he swears by his name, that hellfire shall rain, until the last opponent's drop of blood has been spent. As long as he lives, no one will harm his loved ones. No one will dare to touch his treasure.