Y/N stood at the edge of the forest, one hand pressed against the rough bark of a tree.

It had been three weeks since Dressrosa fell. Three weeks since the Straw Hats had returned with their impossible stories of miracles and monsters.

Three weeks since the world learned that Trafalgar Law had died and come back to life in the span of a single battle.

And still, no word from him directly. Still no den den mushi call, no ship on the horizon.