some of these solos originated on twitter - i will link the original tweet.

these are solos that are original to my carrd.

• BEHEMOTH

EDIT ( 24/11/23 ) ! OLD GRAPHICS USED STILL WATERMARKED.

Order and chaos, one cannot exist without the other - but what if there was a way to completely render the order inside oneself useless ? Nil, none existent ?It wasn't Sanji's fault this was happening to him, this wasn't Sanji's fault he was born with his emotions, only to get stronger and find himself unable to control things such as his temper, his headstrong ideals of feeding the starving no matter who they are —— Sanji is losing touch with who he is since that entire day he blacked out.It started with a headache when he first woke up, his eyes felt like they were trying to roll into the back of his head, Sanji thought at first it was vertigo, but after raiding Chopper's medicine bags and popping a couple of pills, it didn't help. Then started the ruckus at the usual time in the morning, Usopp had awoken hungry, normally Sanji would not hesitate to feed them, his friends, his family; but he refused, he argued, he disregarded their needs. . .The afternoon, he had already tried to sleep off the headache, tried to stay back the sickness building in his gut, throwing up nothing but black bile from deep within his aching body —— bones felt brittle as skin prickled with a heat he hasn't felt for weeks.❝What's wrong with me — . . . ?❞ Sanji mumbled as he had his head over the kitchen skin, eyes streaming from the effort of making himself sick, trying to purge whatever was making his gut throb, head lulling back a little bit to peer out the window, that's when the world went a little bit black. Like the corners of his vision began to fade, eyes looking around as he felt that horrific burst of hatred again - ❝N-Nami —❞ the chef couldn't call loud enough, his voice just simply wouldn't carry.❝Nami -❞ she helped him last time didn't she ? He knows that much but - oh - there it was, his legs collapsed under his weight, knees were the first thing to collide with the wooden floor, nails dragged along on the floor as his head raged with a pain he has never felt before.

❝I'm sorry —❞ The words were said to no one around, he was alone, he was aching, he was a mess, ❝— I'm so sorry . . .❞Sanji felt like something was grabbing at his insides, tearing him apart, he felt his blood boiling under the exoskeleton and his heart racing faster than lightening, that's when the flames erupted from him; electricity scrambled down his back and up his neck, there was a horrible moment where his ears felt like they exploded, his arms quake and shatter under the pressure he's built within himself.Unlike the previous time, he lost his temper, this is a much more slow process than simply losing his mind in order to protect the woman he loves.Nami. That is the only thing he repeats to himself over and over and over and . . . he is trying to hold on to whatever he can that makes him - well - HIM.Sanji didn't think of cooking, didn't think of All Blue, nor of Zeff, Luffy, his friends, his family - he thought of Nami.But it was proving to be futile as whatever semblance he had of himself had gone, the white hot liquid flame upon his body burned him, cocooned the Vinsmoke into what he was supposed to become - just like them, forever. Blood is thicker than water, he knows that, so it was only a matter of time before he -Upon the left side of his neck, there was a burnt in 3 to represent the third born experimental foetus of Vinsmoke Judge, an abomination on humanity. The rupturing of his skull was the thing that broke the man down, the single cause of his headaches, the horns of the Demon of the Blue Sea, Ifrit.