20 Who's who

Mark was lying on his recliner chair, sea breeze was flowing all around him, making his pink hair flutter in the wind

Normally this wouldn't happen to a celestial dragon as they always wore a standard glass helmet and white astronaut suit.

But Mark was a high ranking celestial dragon just like the five elders and the god's knights, neither of these people dress like clown astronauts.

All of them wore their personal choice of fashion, and Mark did the same with his black and grey clothes.

"Good thing I ordered these set of clothes, it outlines my physique quite well, without looking overly tight."

Mark was smiling in a relaxed way, because of Saturn he had decided not go out looking like a celestial dragon, he took the elder's advice and wanted to experience this world in it's raw form.

Still, just not looking like a celestial dragon wasn't enough, all the god's knights look really good, so Mark can't be left behind.

His martial arts getup was streamlined yet easy to move around in, complete with state of the art gun he carried, the same model which Saint Topman Valcurie had, Mark was ready for his journey.

"Lord Mark, you will light up the world no matter what you are wearing."

A red masked man complimented Mark from the side, this man was currently bowing to Mark, and from the genuine look on his face he meant what he was said.

Mark causally turned towards the muscular man with a red mask, he could see that a healthy amount of respect was radiating off the man.

"Who's who, you don't have to kneel all the time, if you want to guard me there are better ways to do it."

Mark said lightly to the man, this man was named Who's who, he was someone who had a tragic life in the orginal but Mark managed to change that.

When Who's who saw his master Mark care for him, he laughed happily, he was grinning with all his teeth showing.

"Saint Mark, let me do this, without your help I would have been thrown into impel down, I cannot express how great of an honour it is to serve as your personal guard."

Wrongfully imprisoned into Impel down, this should have been the life trajectory of Who's who, at least before Kaido took him in, but Mark's intervention changed his whole life.

Who's who was going to be imprisoned because of a very dumb reason.

About few days ago Who's who made a mistake, he was transporting the 'gomu gomu no mi' but Shanks managed to steal the devil fruit from him.

World government was not happy with this, they were going to imprison Who's who for this mistake, and in this jail he would have heard about a legend, the legend of Sun god Nika.

But Mark managed to intervene before his punishment was finalized, and thus Who's who didn't go to jail.

This is what saved his life, Who's who never found out about Sun god nika, so he wasn't someone the celestial dragons definitely wanted dead, he was just a guy who made the mistake of losing the Nika fruit.

So Who's who was taken in by Mark on account of his slate being clean, and just like that, Mark managed to get himself a subordinate with Yonko commander potential.

After all, Who's who and Lucci were said to have the same potential, with both being rivals, an awakened Who's who can easily reach Lucci's level, maybe even surpass him due to his ancient zoan.

"Alright, do what you want, I just hope your legs don't become weak and you end up kneeling before the enemy too when it's time to protect me."

Mark said sarcastically.

In response to that, Who's who used his devil fruit ability and transformed into a saber tooth tiger, full beast mode, he then proudly lay down like a cat protecting it's territory.

Mark smiled dumbly at the creative way Who's who used his ancient Zoan, the man was a good subordinate for sure.

'And I can feel it, this guy hates the world government for giving up on him but is just as loyal to me for saving him.'

'He's a good partner, he is someone who can help me with my dreams.'

Mark's conqueror's haki wasn't for show, just like every conqueror on the sea had people flock towards them for their ideals, in time following them to their deaths even.

Mark too, had people wanting to follow him, this was the fate of every conqueror.

"Anyway who's who, how long do we have till we reach Navy headquarters?"

Mark asked in a bored voice, he didn't have much to do on this ship except train his observation haki day in and day out.

This kind of life got boring real fast.

Who's who, who was now a saber tooth tiger, replied in a human voice.

"1 more hour Lord Mark."

After giving a precise and immediate answer, he closed his eyes and started training his observation haki just like his master Mark.

Mark had seen his potential, and provided him with the best training resources, Who's who wasn't about to disappoint Mark's trust either, not when Mark gave him a new life.

"1 more hour huh? Good."

Mark yawned and looked at the blue sea, he enjoyed this view quite a lot, this was the first time he was on the sea so not everything was super boring yet.

Still he had a lot of the free time, so he started thinking about his recent actions and it's impact on Rose family.

'I am out of the holy land, the elder's will think I am not very interested in Vegapunk and his technology, even if I actually am.'

'As long as I don't show unnatural interest towards Vegapunk's knowledge, the Rose family should be safe.'

'They will still consider me one of their own, Im's future dog, I need them to keep thinking that, until I am ready to take them down.'

Mark knew for a fact that technology was the future, human power always had it's limits, the seraphim were said to the strongest creatures to ever walk the earth, and they were purely scientific creations.

But manpower had it's uses too, without the hard work people like boa Hancock, Crocodile and Mihawk had put in, their seraphim wouldn't be nearly as strong.

So Mark decided to use the time he had right now to gather his own manpower, science might be the future, but at present manpower was still very important.

To gather the necessary manpower, Mark's first step was Marine headquarters, he had a particular person in mind who he wanted to recruit from the Navy.