Once, he was the pride of the Spanish Navy. Aboard his indomitable galleon, the Silent Mary , Salazar waged a holy war against piracy. He did not take prisoners. He did not accept surrender. He executed pirates—men like the wretched Jack Sparrow—with a cold, precise fury that earned him the whispered title: "El Matador del Mar."
His obsession was his flaw.
Jack Sparrow leaned over the railing of the Pearl as the Silent Mary slipped beneath the waves. He doffed his hat. pirates of caribbean salazar
The hunt led to the Trident of Poseidon, the only object that could break Salazar’s curse—or destroy every pirate on the sea. Salazar cared nothing for the Trident. He wanted only to see Sparrow’s face as he snuffed out his soul.
Jack, drenched and grinning with the madness of the desperate, tipped his tricorn hat. “Beggin’ your pardon, Capitán, but I’ve always fancied dying somewhere else.” Once, he was the pride of the Spanish Navy
“You’ve let yourself go, mate. Bit of salt water, bit of algae. The whole ‘undead admiral’ look… it’s a lot.”
“You should have let me die,” Salazar said, his broken face twisting into something almost like grief. “Now you will watch the sea burn.” He did not accept surrender
“Find me the boy who made me dead,” he hissed to his silent officers. “The one who wears the ashes of my pride as a hat. Captain… Jack… Sparrow.”