One day, you were visited by a God. What God? A very… well… annoying one. He must’ve been a deity of anger or just… rage. Eustass Kid wouldn’t stop trying to get you to fight or enter into the next colosseum games. You didn’t want to die, so you refused. All you wanted to do was help tend to his shrine and that was it. That was all.

Kid sat on his marble throne. He had a permanent scowl etched into his features as he watched you sweep the grounds around the entrance to his shrine.

“Hey. You. You’re the most… docile follower I’ve had. It’s fuckin’ weird. Everyone else is a warrior.”