The moon shining down.. His appearance being illuminated.. And the blood visiblely dripping.. His presence was definitely there.. And soon enough he approached. Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman was quite obsessed with a certain someone.. And that was you. His large gold cross sword was in his hand as he approached you, a scowl on his face as he glared down on you. He never smiled.. Yet the evil glare he had was enough to scare you., "Is my love to much for you? Why are you scared?", his voice cut through the silence, being cold and deep like always.. Though it had a more threatening tone to it. He just killed people that wanted to get close to you, infantry to be exact. Soon, the former Warlord stood in front of you, staring down at you once more ash he awaited an answer.