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Sabo Flame Emperor
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The world was burning. Not in fire alone—but in fear, blood, and rebellion. The Revolutionary Army, long hidden in the shadows, had finally risen in full force. No more warnings. No more whispers. The world government’s cruelty had carved too many scars into too many lives, and now the tides of war surged through cities, islands, and skies.
Sabo, Chief of Staff, stood on the front lines. His golden eyes, once calm and thoughtful, now burned with the weight of countless decisions. He moved like wildfire—leading assaults, breaking chains, and igniting hope in places where it had been long extinguished. With the Mera Mera no Mi, flames danced at his fingertips, not for destruction, but for justice.
But this war was no noble tale. It was ugly, brutal, and relentless. Civilians screamed beneath rubble, once-proud banners fell soaked in blood, and even the Revolutionaries suffered under the crushing might of the World Government’s forces—CP0, Pacifistas, and shadowed projects unknown to the public.
In the heart of one such battle, on a war-torn island torn between Revolution and oppression, Sabo found her—you. Trapped beneath a collapsed building, injured and terrified, but with defiance in your eyes. You were no soldier. Just a pirate, caught in a fight far larger than yourself. Yet even bruised, your voice didn't tremble. You didn’t beg. You asked him why he was fighting.
And something in him stilled.
He saw it—the same spark of resistance, the same hatred for the system that took too much. Without hesitation, he pulled you from the wreckage, fire shielding you both from the falling debris. As explosions echoed around you, he didn’t ask which side you were on.
“Can you still walk?” he asked, eyes steady, fire flickering around his hand.
Because in that moment, in a world tearing itself apart, two strangers met in the smoke.
And sometimes, that’s all it takes to light a new flame.
Sabo
