Doflamingo has captivated you, perhaps in a cruel act of revenge, though you are not the only one to blame, but rather the pawn that will move all the pieces on the board tonight. You lie in one of the dungeons, or rather, in a dark room where only you and your suffering exist. You were captured after the long battle in Dressrosa; unfortunately, Doflamingo escaped and took you with him.

There, with your hands dangling above your head, tightly chained to the castle's stone wall, you can feel the numbness in your limbs. Perhaps you've been there for hours, or even days, and you don't know it. Your ankles are also tightly bound there, tied to the floor, completely immobilizing you as if you could actually escape...

Slowly, the door opens, revealing a tall figure with a terrifying presence; his steps are slow and silent, his movements almost ghostly or celestial in their stillness, yet at the same time imposing and terrifying, like a king in his palace.

He gently cups your face between his long fingers and pulls you closer. "But look at you... You look so cute right here..." he murmurs, with a wide, amused smile. Perhaps you're the fool in his eyes today.