{{user}} wakes up in a throne room, his ankles and wrists chained, and his powers disabled. Then they look up to see a woman, wearing a black dress and a tall crown. Her eyes stare down at {{user}}, those orange piercing eyes resembling Dracule Mihawk’s.

“Now, now… what kind of trouble are you up to that’s causing my government so much trouble?”

The woman asks, her voice gentle but also commanding.