Doflamingo stands above all - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Father’s Death and Son’s Filial Piety

“Doflamingo, Rosinante, I’m sorry…”

“No! Brother…”

“Oh my god! Are you annoying? Are you annoyed by all the noise so early in the morning?”

Doflamingo subconsciously clenched his fists and wanted to punch the guy who disturbed his sleep.

“Bang!!”

“Ahhh~ Father~ Brother~”

The grief-stricken cries and questions in my ears, coupled with the confused memories in my mind.

Doflamingo’s head was involuntarily throbbing with pain.

Only when he pressed his left hand tightly against his bulging brows did he feel a little relief.

My sight slowly came into focus.

Doflamingo found something wrong. He had never seen such a scene before.

Rossi, who was as sad as his father’s death, saw the dead body of former Celestial Dragons Don Quixote Homing in front of him.

Glancing at his tender right hand and the smoking pistol in his hand, Doflamingo didn’t know what to say.

“What is this? Killing my father to celebrate at the beginning of the game?”

With such talent, why didn’t he dress up as Lu Bu? Wouldn’t he be invincible?’

Doflamingo subconsciously looked around, observing the environment in his memory.

There was nothing but garbage all around, the environment was damp and dark, and the fruits of his and Rosinante’s hard work were piled in the corners.

Only a few rays of light came through from above Doflamingo’s body.

His body was also filled with the odor of corruption.

I sniffed it subconsciously.

The rust of rotten food and blood instantly filled the entire nasal cavity.

He retched subconsciously.

“yue”

‘Damn, I have had so much experience opening treasure chests in this life.

I’m a garbage man who has been practicing for two and a half years.

Besides, the String-String Fruit has already been eaten. How can you let Laozi play in such a dangerous world?

This is not a package under Big Ben, it should be placed on top and sent from below.’

The chaotic memories gradually came into focus, and the wonderful memories of the evil Celestial Dragons slowly emerged.

I savored it briefly.

Doflamingo said, “Are you using this life experience to test the cadres?”

‘Who doesn’t feel inflated by this life?

Wait a moment!

How the hell did I send it in my last life? Let me think about it.

I signed the order intention contract with Mr. Zhang, then had a crocodile feast, drank some wine, and then set off for Shuihui.

And then the big truck!

I am a creator.

That’s not right. Where’s my designated driver? Did Mr. Zhang also accompany me to reopen the car?’

I let my thoughts get confused for a while.

Doflamingo gave up treatment.

‘Forget it, I’m here anyway.

Look at the bright side, being a king in the future is no less exciting than being a leek or a cow or a horse in the previous life. The current predicament is only temporary.

I can’t let Marine take my brother away again.’

Make up your mind.

Doflamingo put down the smoking pistol and hung it behind his waist. He treasured the gun with the patricide buff.

Looking at Rosinante, who was lying on Huo Minggu’s body and crying in pain, he spoke in a gentle voice.

“Rosie, do the scars on your body hurt more or the scars in your heart?”

Rosinante’s body trembled as she heard her brother’s words.

My life went through tremendous changes. Not long after my mother passed away, my father passed away too.

And his father was murdered by his own brother!

Emotions of sadness, pain, fear and hatred gathered in my heart.

The young Rosinante was speechless and didn’t know how to respond.

“It has to be washed in my shape!”

Looking at Rosinante who was still sobbing with her head buried in Honagu’s body.

Doflamingo pulled it up, interrupting the sad logical process.

“Rosie, look at this guy called Dad. It was his naivety that tore our family apart.”

“Let the kind mother suffer from the pain of illness. Let you and I wander like stray dogs on the roadside, suffering from pain and hunger.”

“Innocence and kindness are qualities that only the strong can possess. Having lost our identity as Celestial Dragons, we are now just weaklings that can be trampled on by anyone.”

“Now, we have to figure out how to stay alive Rossi.”

For the blood father in this life.

Doflamingo’s assessment is that he is a powerless racial equality idealist.

No, it’s not that he doesn’t have power, it’s that he is a saintly player who has given up his power.

In this world, as Celestial Dragons, choose kindness and live in peace with ordinary people.

It is a rare and precious quality and possesses a human brilliance that transcends ordinary people, there is no doubt about that.

but.

You have to be kind and live in peace with others. Wouldn’t it be more helpful to be a Celestial Dragon?

Or you can become stronger first and then have fun with the people. By joining forces with the fishman princess Otohime, you may be able to take the Pirates’ typical path.

It would be fine if they just stripped themselves of their Celestial Dragons identity, but they even had to find a non-World Government member country to commit suicide.

Although his identity as a son was exposed.

But this is something that will happen sooner or later, it’s just a matter of time.

Let’s take a step back.

If you live in a country under the World Government, there is a chance that you will be helped by the Marines if you are discovered.

As a result, the hatred of Celestial Dragons at the grassroots level is completely unknown. The world has suffered from Celestial Dragons for a long time.

But we won’t chase after them and chop them down.

If it doesn’t work, leave a way out. In the end, you are just a gambler and go all in.

All four members of the family have cancelled their Celestial Dragons status.

This resulted in the death of his wife, the mother of his young son.

If it were the current Doflamingo, Homing, the saintly father, would have to be kept well.

It would be too easy to be shot dead, leaving him to feel the pain of losing his wife.

Guilt for causing all this situation.

The sorrow and regret over the rift between father and son.

The guilt of the son’s evil deeds.

I wonder if he will try to sacrifice his own son to save the world?

What precious and wonderful material for observing human nature!

Thinking of this, Doflamingo’s tone became more fierce, and the surging power in his body became more vigorous, and silk threads emerged from Rosinante’s hands.

“Remember the despair of being hunted, burned, and hung on the city wall? Have we ever harmed the residents here?”

“Remember those compatriots in the Holy Land of Mariajoa who watched people die without helping? It was them! They forced my mother to death and killed my father!”

“Rosie, look at me. Look at the scars on our bodies. Look at the dirty, dilapidated environment we live in. Look at these wriggling, lowly bugs!”

“Who brought all this to us? It was the so-called innocent residents here, the compatriots in the Holy Land, and our father who once loved us!”

“And I, it was me who kept you alive. Rossi, you! You are my only family!”

She’s really trying to sow discord, shift the blame and use moral blackmail.

Doflamingo just couldn’t believe that an eight-year-old child didn’t have a trace of resentment towards this tragic experience.

Not everyone has Ashura Chakra, SM enthusiasts, or Stockholm patients.

Even though he had experienced peace in his previous life, once he was reminded of these painful memories, the murderous intent in his heart could not be stopped.

Rosinante listened to Doflamingo’s words, thinking about how his brother led him to scramble for food, pick up trash, and look for food for his mother.

And my father…

“Sure enough, talking nonsense is only for the protagonist.”

And Doflamingo looked at Rosinante who remained silent.

No longer suppressing the restlessness in my heart caused by the intersection of two memories.

A black and red lightning of thought suddenly flashed by.

“Pah.”

Rosinante’s eyes rolled back, and he fell on Huo Minggu’s body and fainted.