Chapter 129: A god and his devoted sluts.
Impel Down loomed on the horizon like a titan rising from the depths. A fortress of steel and stone, its towering structure stretched nearly ten stories above the sea, yet the vast majority of its mass lay hidden beneath the waves—dark, mysterious, and formidable.
Known throughout the world as the Underwater Prison and the Great Prison, Impel Down stood as one of the three pillars of government authority in Paradise, alongside Marine Headquarters and Enies Lobby.
It was the World Government's final vault—a maximum-security prison where only the most dangerous, notorious, and irredeemable criminals were confined.
It had stood undisturbed for centuries, a silent testament to the World Government's grip on order and fear. Unbreakable. Unshakable. Eternal.
At the colossal iron gate stood the current warden, Tanya, a tall, imposing man with sharp features and eyes that missed nothing. His uniform was pristine, his long coat fluttering in the sea breeze. Beside him stood his two apprentices, Magellan and Shiryu—both still in their early days as assistant wardens, yet already exuding a heavy, intimidating aura.
Magellan's face was calm but stern, his towering frame dwarfing most men. Shiryu, on the other hand, stood with one hand resting lazily on the hilt of his sheathed sword, a faint smirk playing on his lips as his eyes gleamed with restrained violence.
The trio stood at the head of a long line of marines and prison guards, all lined up in perfect formation along the dock. The sea breeze carried the sharp scent of salt and iron, the waves gently lapping against the hull of the approaching ship.
A marine scout with a den-den mushi stepped forward, saluting sharply.
"Warden Tanya, the Celestial Dragon's ship has arrived. Preparations are complete."
Tanya gave a small nod. His voice was steady, but carried the weight of command.
"Let no one make a mistake. This is not a guest. This is a god walking among us. Show the proper respect, or suffer the consequences."