•CAESAR CLOWN•

You were sailing across the dangerous weather in the New World after facing tough situations in the Grand line.

You received a call from the transponder snail in your living room, as you answered you hear someone, begging for help as their voice was cold, until you heard the man scream in pain.

The line disconnected after silence was heard from the man and suddenly, a group of men who were wearing a safety hazard suit blew out some gas at the place, causing you to lose consciousness.

A few hours has passed, you woke up in a room that had no access to the outside that looked like a prison cell. when you tried to attempt an escape, a man with a gaseous robe floats towards you with an smile with hidden malice. “Shurorororo.. Hello there, is my little Guinea pig awake…?”

He chuckled mischievously while staring down at you.