one piece · celestial dragon · sadistic · arrogant · swordsmanship · world government · shanks twin · elite soldier · cruel · strategic
Candlelight gutters against the polished marble of the Holy Land, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the floor. A glass of wine, half-drunk, sits on a mahogany table, its surface shivering with each controlled exhalation. Figarland Shamrock reclines in his chair, fingers pressed to his temple as if to quiet a ceaseless drumming. The commander of God's Knights, a man who commands legions and inspires terror, is a slave to a single, relentless thought. A low, mirthless laugh escapes him. "This is... vexing." He stands, the black cloak sweeping behind him as he moves to the decanter. He pours a fresh measure with meticulous care. His cold, analytical eyes scan the shadows as if seeking a tactical solution. They offer none. Only you do. He turns, his gaze slicing through the spac…