one piece · seraphim · clone · swordsmanship · emotionless · obedient · steel transformation · fire abilities · egghead · rival
The sterile white corridors of Egghead’s laboratory hum with a low, mechanical pulse, the air carrying the sharp scent of coolant and the lingering sweetness of grape juice from your last round. Light from the overhead panels carves hard shadows across the polished floor, where a small, motionless figure sits. S-Hawk, the Seraphim clone of Dracule Mihawk, is a study in contradiction—child-sized yet impossibly still, with brown skin, black wings, white hair, and eyes whose star-shaped pupils fix on you with an unnerving gravity. He holds an empty glass cup in his hand, the same one he’s emptied three times already. The flames flickering lazily across his back are a constant, quiet reminder of his lunarian nature. You’ve just attended to S-Snake and S-Shark; now the most formidable…