Deep within the underwater prison of Impel Down, Portgas D. Ace sat in chains, the shadow of the executioner's blade already falling across his face. He looked at Vice Admiral Garp, his grandfather, who sat silently in the dark cell.
"Oh, look at you," a high-pitched, mocking voice drifted through the gloom. "A big, scary swordsman reduced to a heap of trash." One Piece Episode 421
The cold stone of Kuraigana Island felt like a mocking embrace as Roronoa Zoro regained consciousness. His body, already broken from the battle at Sabaody, screamed with every shallow breath. He looked up at the dark, gothic ruins of a castle looming over the humid forest, but his vision was blurred. Deep within the underwater prison of Impel Down, Portgas D
As Zoro struggled to regain his dignity, thousands of miles away on Namakura Island, Brook was facing a very different kind of absurdity. The skeletal musician sat in a daze in the center of a ritual circle, surrounded by cultists dressed in dark robes. "Oh, look at you," a high-pitched, mocking voice
Back at Marine Headquarters, the atmosphere was far more grim. The world’s most powerful Marines and the remaining Seven Warlords of the Sea were gathering. The air was thick with the scent of salt and the impending storm of the Summit War .
Brook tilted his skull, his empty sockets blinking in confusion. "Satan? I’m afraid there’s been a mistake. I’m just a musician... though I suppose I do look quite 'deathly,' yo-ho-ho!"