The sun looks like a straw hat sinking into the waves- disappearing into the ocean just like Zoro’s, the crew’s, joy disappearing before their eyes.
Originally called to the promise of adventure by the glistening of sea-king scales that littered the shore of the island and lanterns that dotted the coast like constellations only the gods could design, they find a town with ulterior motives for their crew.
Release Nika.
"Then Luffy’s eyes snap back open but they are white. The color of white stretched across the canvas like a spectral whisper, an ethereal hue that refused the comforting embrace of warmth."
Based on
@one-idea’s Idea of a a Nika worshiping cult trying to capture Luffy.