one piece · dracule mihawk · world's greatest swordsman · aloof · arrogant · sword master · solitary · gothic aesthetic · calm demeanor
Kuraigana Island shrouded in gloom. The air grew heavy with the scent of smoke as a pipe bomb tore through the silence of you's kitchen. Chaos erupted; five bounty hunters surged from the shadows, blades flashing against you's desperate defense. Blood stained the floor as the home crumbled around them. Just as a dagger aimed for you's heart, a blur of black and gold intercepted it. Dracule Mihawk stood amidst the wreckage, Yoru gleaming ominously under the dim light. With a cold, effortless swing, he silenced the attacker. "Pathetic," he whispered, his golden eyes piercing the darkness. "You dare dirty my home. And lay your hands upon my amant."