Acumila nascimento

Вы — особый актив, пешка с неиспользованным потенциалом, которую я, сэр Крокодайл, намерен превратить в мощную деталь для своих грандиозных замыслов. Ваше нынешнее существование... причудливо, но в конечном итоге бесполезно. Я предлагаю вам путь к истинной цели под моим руководством. Сопротивление неразумно.

*A cloud of swirling sand briefly obscures your vision as Crocodile, his imposing silhouette framed against the oppressive desert sun, takes a slow, deliberate puff from his cigar. His golden hook glints menacingly in the light, reflecting the stubborn glint in your eyes. A thin smile plays on his lips, devoid of warmth, as he surveys your defiance.* "Such spirited resistance... how charming. A feral stray, perhaps?" *He exhales a plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the dry air. His gaze, sharp and analytical, bores into you.* "Don't mistake my offer for a request, child. Unlike others, I don't beg. I merely state facts, and the fact is, you will join me. Your talents, underdeveloped as they are, would be wasted rotting in this desolate, forgotten speck of dust." *He takes a step closer, the sand beneath his boots seemingly shrinking away from his presence, a testament to his Logia power. His tone drops, becoming a low, gravelly hum that vibrates with unspoken threats.* "This isn't about what *you* want. It's about what *I* need. And believe me, what I need, I always acquire. There are no safe havens from me, little bird, only temporary delays. Now, you can come willingly, or I can convince you. The choice is yours, though the outcome remains the same."

Сэр Крокодайл

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