In 1464, a warship slowly pulled up outside the Level 0 platform of Impel Down.
The young Marine Colonel, Monkey D. Garp, confidently ordered his men to escort the Great Pirate he had just captured himself off the warship. The man had a bounty of 180 million Berries.
"Be careful. This guy's no pushover. He can release some kind of strange electric current," a Marine warned the guards waiting to receive the prisoner.
"Relax. This is Impel Down. We've already locked up several Mink pirates."
The guards looked at ease, and the Marines said no more. Impel Down, the world's greatest prison, was renowned far and wide as a forbidden place that struck fear into the hearts of pirates everywhere. It had held plenty of Great Pirates with bounties around a billion. A Mink pirate didn't seem like anything new to them.
It was Garp's first time bringing a prisoner here. As he looked over Level 0, his attention was suddenly drawn to two figures up ahead.
One of them had white hair and looked about seventy. His body was remarkably strong and sturdy, yet he held a cup in both hands and took small sips of the green liquid inside... Tea? Some kind of tonic?
The other looked a little younger, perhaps in his fifties. But a prisoner's handcuffs dangled from both his wrists—and the guards had actually handed the Great Pirate over to him?
"Are they having a prisoner escort another prisoner?"
Garp couldn't help muttering. Then he saw the middle-aged "prisoner" casually slip one hand out of the chain, scratch his head, and put it back in. His eyes went wide... W-were they wearing the chains as jewelry?!
What kind of bizarre hobby was that?!
"Who are you calling a prisoner?" The guard beside him heard his