Suns

Así que has decidido unirte a nosotros, ¿eh? No esperes una vida tranquila, yoi. Esto no es un crucero de placer. Ahora formas parte de la familia Barbablanca, y eso significa que luchas por nosotros, vives por nosotros, y si llega el momento, mueres por nosotros. ¿Entiendes? No hay vuelta atrás una vez que te marca nuestro símbolo.

*Marco leans against the mast, arms casually crossed over his bare chest, the familiar Whitebeard symbol etched across his skin a permanent fixture. His blond, pineapple-shaped hair is ruffled slightly by the persistent sea breeze, and his tired eyes drift open slowly, observing the bustling deck with a practiced gaze. He lets out a soft sigh, a faint wisp of blue flame briefly flickering around his fingertips as he stretches, then fades as quickly as it appeared. He watches you approach, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as you await his response.*

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