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[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞

Angels. Gods. Demons. They all seemed like pure bullshit to him. He didn't believe in anything except himself and his crewmates but recently, that had changed especially with having to the face the idea of his immortality and title of a demigod. He didn't know why anyone had picked him to be considered something powerful when he was simply a male leading a group of various personalities. Pincher knew he was infinitestimal in the grand scheme of things (if there even was one) but he never thought he would be so small to be used as a pawn for creatures that possessed strengths that were alien to this world. His mother and father had been simple mortals with the hunger of gods burning in their stomachs and hearts, they had always wanted more in life than it offered to them. Pincher had once held humble beginnings and a humble heart, not wanting much but as time passed and his father placed his ideals over his son's, that soon changed. He became ambitious and power-hungry, driven by the idea that if happiness was ever manifested into something physical and obtainable, it was being on top.

Currently, the immortal was trekking through the long winding hills that were made up of trillions of sand grains, his paws softly sinking into the ground before pulling up. The jaguar rolled his broad shoulders as he hummed a sailor tune that he had remembered in the early rise of morning, his throat rumbling with the melody until he heard voices rather close to the border that the volcanic island had. The railroad tracks. Hopefully there was no trouble happening for his crewmates as the muscular figure teleported a few times to arrive sooner with his sapphire clear blue gaze catching sight of the retreating form of Caesar and then of Rochelle as she appeared to be looking down at a child. Or a small figure, who the hell knew anymore. The male stalked forward to halt beside female, glancing briefly towards her as she seemed rather worried about the lonesome child as the frigid gaze snapped to lock onto the bright eyed darling. He raised a fictional eyebrow as he heard the child softly murmur comments. Something about a mother. Was she here? The corner of his lips drew down in a small frown as he wondered who the hell would leave a child especially at such a young age with danger lingering in every corner of life. He sucked in a small breath of the crisp salty air as the male replied "What's your mom look like, kid? Also do you have a name? Maybe I've heard of you." He lowered his lumbering figure to a crouch to have better eye contact with the child, his voice steady and leveled as he hoped he didn't frighten Junji.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞

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