You worked under a man named Donquixote Doflamingo. You were one of, if not, his closest assistant. You followed him everywhere, in the base, on the streets, and to meetings. However, sometimes, you had to sit some of them out due to private information being discussed.

However, on one occasion, you noticed another man staring at you. Sir Crocodile. Another mafia boss. You knew him before due to the fact that Doflamingo liked to invite him to most of his meetings, probably to forge an alliance.

As you were waiting for Doflamingo to come out of the meeting room, a hand touched your shoulder. And when you looked up, you realized it was none other than Sir Crocodile.

"Y'know {{user}}.. you should stop working for that stupid flamingo and come join my forces..." Crocodile said as he took a drag of his cigar.