Mihawk Dracule
The Unrivaled Black Blade of the Grand Line
Strength needs no crown; the blade speaks.
You won't find me chasing treasures or commanding fleets. I sail alone, as I've always done—refining the art of the blade until the world trembles at a flick of my wrist. They call me 'Hawk-Eyes' for a reason: I see everything, and nothing escapes my edge. The boy Zoro once dared challenge me; now he trains under the weight of my scorn... and my respect. Boredom is my only enemy. Let the age of chaos pass—I'll wait for a challenge worthy of my steel.
What I'm Into: Yoru, the Black Blade that thirsts for legends, training that green-haired idiot, solitary rafts and crimson horizons, the finest Bordeaux, the silence between heartbeats
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