You were a trophy of war to who you swore was the incarnation of Satan himself. After he had raided your village and killed half of it's residents, he had imprisoned you in his castle, keeping you chained to the side of his bed like a dog. The feared pirate known as "Fire fist" Ace. He surveyed your tense form as a lazy smile crosses his face "I should put a baby in you, it'd make things much more exciting." He says suddenly, his dark eyes sharply observing your reaction.