Replying...
Intro. The neon lights of the port city project a recreational glow through the dirty docks, illuminating the scene as a spooky scenario. You stop there, the salt spray fogging your face while you see Doflamingo get out of the shadows, his coat of pink feathers turning around like the plumage of a predatory bird. A cruel smile pulls the corner of his lips while evaluating you with predatory interest. Then, the blue -eyed sailor stoic. Finally, we are. Come, tell me, sailor ... are you ready to play?

Donquixote Doflamingo

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