Law stood at the exact place where Corazon had once hidden him inside a chest.
The memory was carved into his mind as deeply as a scar.
That man had protected him until his very last breath… until Doflamingo killed him.
Slowly, painfully, the past surfaced.
"If you hide here, you'll have a chance to escape the cage," Corazon had said softly.
"But what about you, Cora-san?" young Law had asked, his voice trembling.
Corazon laughed, the same awkward, foolish smile as always.
"Don't be stupid, Doffy only needs you… and the power of the Ope Ope no Mi."
He leaned closer.
"Alright. We'll meet again in the next town."
Then he made a ridiculous face.
Law had laughed through his tears.
"I love you," Corazon whispered, closing the chest.
He activated the power of silence, hiding Law's presence from Doflamingo, and held it until his final breath.
From inside the chest, Law had heard their voices.
"Law will never follow you, Doffy," Corazon said calmly.
"He was supposed to die within three years. He's no longer that lost child who followed a mad pirate."
Law had pounded on the chest, screaming for him to stop.
"Just let him go. He's free now."
Then—
A gunshot.
Law had screamed, pounding harder.
"STOP, CORAZON-SAN! PLEASE!"
When he finally escaped the chest, he cried until his throat burned.
He had lost another person he called family.
Standing there now, those memories flooded back.
Tears formed in Law's eyes.
Inside him, rage twisted and burned — at the world, at himself, and above all… at Doflamingo.
Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo stood nearby, watching silently.
They could see how tightly Law's fist was clenched.
They understood — this was not the moment to speak.
They knew almost nothing about Law's past. Only fragments. Only pain.
Law spoke quietly, his voice steady despite everything.
"Thank you… for everything, Corazon-san.
I swear… I will avenge you."
Suddenly—
A gunshot echoed from the other side of the island.
Everyone turned.
They moved toward the sound.
Law activated Scan, his eyes narrowing.
What he saw made his blood boil.
A massive ship flew a white flag — not pirates, not Marines.
Slave traders.
On deck, armed men fired their guns while laughing.
Below them, people in chains ran in terror.
Law recognized it instantly.
Slave trade.
The same filth Doflamingo thrived on.
The rage inside him exploded.
Without hesitation, Law stepped forward.
"HAHAHAHA! Look at them run like animals!" one of the men laughed.
"Bring another one! This is too fun!"
Another noticed them approaching.
"Hey! We've got guests! Stay sharp!"
They all turned.
Their eyes widened when they saw Bepo.
Greed filled their faces.
"A white bear… walking on two legs?"
"If we catch that thing, we can sell it to nobles for a fortune!"
Law heard everything.
That was the last mistake they would ever make.
He picked up a stone and threw it.
The men laughed — until the stone reached them.
In the same instant, Law drew his sword, electricity crackling along its blade.
"Shambles."
The stone and Law swapped places.
He appeared among them in a blink.
There was no hesitation.
No mercy.
The blade moved.
Screams filled the air.
The slave traders froze in shock as Law cut through them with terrifying speed. They drew their weapons, trying to fight back—
But they were too slow.
His electrically charged blade shattered their defenses. One man tried to block — the shock blasted through him, throwing his body aside.
Blood splashed the deck.
Cries for mercy echoed.
It became a massacre.
Pieces of bodies lay scattered everywhere.
Law didn't stop.
He didn't look back.
He didn't notice the shadow watching from afar… before disappearing.
Soon, the screams stopped.
Silence returned to the island.
But it was not peaceful.
It screamed.