The thin figure standing before a floor strewn with soulless zombies slowly turned around. What met Barn's gaze was a pair of hollow "eyes"-though they could hardly be called eyes anymore, since there was nothing inside them. A mouth with nothing left but teeth opened and closed as he spoke those words to Barn, his voice tinged with nostalgia.
Seeing the skeletal face he had seen so many times in his previous life, Barn smiled at Brook, who was now nothing but bones.
"Your voice hasn't changed..."
As he spoke, Barn slowly sheathed the First-Generation Onikiri and walked toward Brook, now reduced to a skeleton.
He slowly sat down beside Brook and gazed nostalgically up at the gray sky, saying with a smile,
"It's been fifty years..."
Seeing Barn sit down beside him, Brook slowly sat on the ground too. Sadly, there wasn't a scrap of flesh left on his face. Otherwise, he would surely have been wearing a delighted smile.
"Yes, fifty years. Only now did you remember me, you brat?"
Despite his words, there wasn't a trace of resentment in Brook's voice.
Barn smiled at Brook's words and said,
"I've been working toward Captain York's dream all this time. Besides, how was I supposed to know you could rot away like this and still not die?"
Brook raised his voice at that and said to Barn,
"Huh? You didn't know? We ate our Devil Fruits together! How could you not know my ability? And another thing-you put all their bodies in the cabin, so why did you leave me alone on the deck? Huh?"
Brook's words left Barn a little embarrassed. He said,
"I thought you'd come back to life right away, so I didn't carry you inside. Anyway, how did you end up looking like this?"
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