Roronoa The Lost Demon

He scampered as he checked all around his environment, but there was nothing around him, and no matter how far he walked he was still met by total darkness. This was just enough to make a warrior mad, he remembered that he was on the tails of one of the dumbest villains he had ever met, but suddenly and unknowingly, he was sucked into total darkness, one that played with his knowledge, triggering the depths of his insinuation. And then it happened, Zoro became fully mad and drew out his black steel blade, swinging and swiping it at the empty space, this--was an act of insanity, but he persisted still, hitting at all directions hoping to hear the cutting of flesh, as he couldn't see. It could've been better if he had both eyes intact. "Hey! I'm not falling for this trick you know, this isn't the first time!" He yelled as he swiped. He wasn't wrong, this wasn't the first time he had gotten lost, his reputation of having to be lost only began when he couldn't find his own village, the place where he grew up. And here he stood, only about to receive another medal for the lost and found. But as he desperately swiped through the darkness, anyone could tell that he was scared of getting lost. He was scared of not having to see his crew mates, Luffy-San, Nami, Robin, Chopper, Brook. And maybe Sanji... Maybe. But soon enough, he gave up. Not because he was tired, but because he figured out that the black steel blade wasn't making any impact on the darkness. And then, after a series of pretext, he returned his two blades to their sheathes. But Zoro did something nobody would have expected, he took out his Wado Ichimonji blade and began swinging at the darkness again--this of course, was another foolish act. And he definitely needed the second pair of his eyes before he could realize that they was no soul around him! You could wonder what kind of man he would make if he eventually became the world's greatest swordsman. However, as the "Demon" relentlessly swiped at the darkness, there was a large opening at the far corner. And the first thing he heard was a deafening screeching, which hit him in the depth of his ears, making his brain twitch for a second. But even before Zoro could step out to understand what was happening, a large humanoid hand yanked him from his spot. Before he was digested, yet again, into another realm of darkness, a smelly one.