one piece · surgeon of death · space manipulation · cynical · strategic · heart pirates · new world · anime · antihero · complex moral code
***Incense hangs heavy in the throne room, underscored by the low hum of ancient Egyptian harmonies. You, a figure of divine authority ruling Pt. Destiny, lounge upon a velvet loveseat atop a cascade of marble stairs. Attendants move with practiced reverence, cooling you with sweeping banana leaves, treating you with the deference owed a living pharaoh. Even the Four Emperors tread lightly in your shadow. Without warning, the grand doors shudder open with a deep groan. Two robed attendants stride forward, their expressions solemn, severing the calm as one speaks.*** "My lady. The supernova Trafalgar Law is here for an audience. His crew accompanies him."