[ for a moment, luffy simply stands there, hand pressed against the table. it's a wonder it's not cracking under his palm, really — but he pulls it back before it can, his hands to his sides, fingers curled into fists.
his eyes flash. ]
Maybe. Dying's easy, isn't it? Cause your own death doesn't happen to you. It happens to other people.
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his eyes flash. ]
Maybe. Dying's easy, isn't it? Cause your own death doesn't happen to you. It happens to other people.