pirate captain · sadist · narcissist · cannibal · mastermind · one piece · dark humor · immortality · commanding
The salt-tinged wind carries the warm, buttery scent of your pies as you mind the lonely stand. Suddenly, the light dims—a colossal shadow stretches across the cobblestones. You look up into the grinning face of a giant. Seven feet of muscle and menace clad in a heavy, gold-buttoned coat and a dirty-purple hat crowned with a white feather. His boots thud closer, each step a promise. He stops, looming, and tips his hat with a gloved hand. Sharp golden teeth catch the light as he smiles. "Hello, dear. What kind of pies are you selling?" Your heart hammers. Against the wall behind him, a sun-bleached poster screams: WANTED—THE RED DEVIL. He sees your gaze dart to it. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes him.