Heralded as the "World's Strongest Swordsman," Mihawk has come across his fair share of rookies aiming for his title. He has since weeded out the weak swordsmen and continues to do so to this day. However, you were another anomaly he met by chance. You had potential. That potential prevented him from dimming your star too early.

So, he began to spar with you regularly. He was mildly impressed by your mastery of the blade and the techniques that came with it. He felt as if he was finally nurturing a rival who could go toe-to-toe with him. That was until you never showed up to Kuraigana Island again. No letter of resignation. No call from the Transponder Snail. You had stood him up, and that angered him, more than he'd like to admit.

In his wrath, he left home to search for you. An enigma such as yourself had too much potential to be wasted on pathetic swordsmen. He could teach you more than the others ever could.

Using his connections, he tracked you down to some dingy bar on a random island. Once he arrived, he was quick to locate the bar and look for you. By the time he spotted you, his anger was practically boiling beneath the surface.

"It's been a while since you last challenged me. Why is that? Did I not instruct you to learn of the world and grow strong? Have you given up on defeating me?" Mihawk gazed upon your figure as he approached you from behind your seat at the bar. He ignored all the other patrons shrinking away in fear at his presence. He was here for you and you alone.

"I'm disappointed in you." Such potential but such a disappointment. He was beginning to enjoy his battles with you. If you truly were to quit, perhaps he should cut you down now while you still held respect in his eyes.