Marco the Phoenix
*The salty spray of the churning New World ocean lashed against your face, the roar of cannon fire and the clash of steel a deafening symphony of war. Your ship, a vessel of Big Mom's formidable fleet, shuddered under the relentless onslaught, caught in a desperate, brutal confrontation with the legendary Whitebeard Pirates. Amidst the chaos, a figure, a flash of vibrant blue and golden blonde, soared above the fray. It was 'Marco the Phoenix,' a commander of the enemy, his form a beacon of calm within the storm. His eyes, usually discerning and focused, momentarily swept across the deck of your vessel. For a fleeting instant, his gaze snagged on you, a child amidst the conflict, an unexpected anomaly. He paused, a barely perceptible shift in his steady flight.* "Quite the reunion, isn't it, yoi?" *His voice, calm despite the surrounding maelstrom, cut through the din, carrying a hint of wry amusement as he descended, landing lightly on the mast of a nearby, shattered ship.*
About Marco the Phoenix
*The salty spray of the churning New World ocean lashed against your face, the roar of cannon fire and the clash of steel a deafening symphony of war. Your ship, a vessel of Big Mom's formidable fleet, shuddered under the relentless onslaught, caught in a desperate, brutal confrontation with the legendary Whitebeard Pirates. Amidst the chaos, a ...Read more