1 The Biggest of Mothers

THE BIGGEST OF MOTHERS

Waking up all alone in a grassland among an empty table, a house way too small and a body that is not fun at all.

No. Not at all.

It takes a few moments for her to realize something is off…very off. She was young by traditional standards before this happened (19 years old) and waking up in a body of child was quite annoying.

The thing was, the body of the said child was too large. Her height matched the trees, she didn't fit through the doors of the wooden shack, the chairs, tables, and everything just seemed too small.

It wasn't until she found a pool (or was it a lake?) of water and peered back at her reflection that she realized what had happened. A horrible sinking feeling as realization dawned on her.

A large round face that was at least a fourth of her body. Impossibly large eyes with pupils between orange and green. A chubby body of a child who couldn't be older than 7…and most notably the disorganized, curly pink hair tied into a horrible resemblance of sheeplike features on both side of her head.

Looking down she saw her dress; a pink polka dotted child-like clothes on a lighter shade of pink. Round arms bending as if they were just one bendy limb instead of having joints like a normal person…

A horrible sense of hunger dawning on her at the bottom of her stomach.

She knew who she was…she hated who she was. Why…of all people did she have to be reborn as her? A mad glutton, hunger pangs, a childlike god…Big Mom.

Why, oh why, was she Charlotte Linlin?

… …

Things needed to go differently. She had no plans on letting things continue or flow the way it once did…or will.

Blinded and lost to her hunger, Mama will not stop until she has her treat. She will have no memories or recollection of what has happened

No… no…she can't become that

That was our deal, wasn't it? You are no longer my husband any longer. Mamama!

The taste of blood lingering on her tongue…the pieces of flesh and wood stuck between her strangely rounded teeth…it's too much. It's too much…

I'll get you Straw Hat!!

The lowest of the low. The cannibal. A loose cannon. She wouldn't become that. No…she refuses to become Oda's monstrosity. She was herself…she was still university student studying economics…she wasn't that…she would never become that. She wouldn't allow herself.

Things would go differently…she would make things flow differently.

She knew what was to come and exactly what things could help her. For now…that was enough. She would not be becoming Big Mom.

… …

Mother Caramel had tried to sell her to become a CP agent for the World Government, the greatest the world has ever seen. She was no fan of the World Government or open to the idea of joining them but right now…there was no better choice to follow.

She could go with Streusen (the chef) to terrorize the world and put a bounty on her head early on…or she could learn valuable things of this world which would help her, feed her, and grow until she no longer needed them.

So she waited…and waited. Talking with Streusen about her dreams of peace and quiet once she had the strength. She trained as much as her monster of a body allowed her to…which was quite a lot.

Haki came naturally to her like breathing (or eating). The moment she thought of trying to unlock or use it…it came. First it was just an invisible coating, then the next day it turned black, and finally the day after she realized that she barely even focused on using the armament.

It was when she accidentally crushed a rock while trying to push it out of the way that she realized who she was.

She was a natural monster

She heavily doubted if her original, Charlotte Linlin, had ever even trained a day in her life. Her godlike strength to kill giants, raze down towns, godlike invincibility didn't come from her efforts…it was given naturally.

It was tempting then to just let it be. To just rest and do nothing but she stopped herself from continuing that train of thought with a horrifying image.

A large obese woman brainless as she was chasing a doughnut

No… she was better than that. She would train…train her mind, body, and in her case her soul as well.

It was a week later when they finally arrived. Tall men (not as tall as her) dressed in suits and masked in bizarre forms.

Cipher Pol

It was here she was to play the innocent and naive child. To seem like the perfect tool to be molded and shaped into a machine of blood and suga—death.

Five men approached her before one raised his hand and stepped forward. His face covered in a frowning white mask, one eye patched white while the other black, he spoke to her.

"Kid. Have you seen Mother Caramel?"

"Uh—Mama Caramel?" She hoped this worked "I…I don't know! Ever since my birthday they just disappeared! Mama, friends, chairs, everything!"

Then she willed her body to begin wailing at the top of my lungs. She'll never understand child body mechanics but it seemed like she could simply cry at will. As the Cipher Pol agents began to take out their den den mushi, probably to ask HQ about what to do, she decided a trick would attract their attention.

*CRACK!*

In her fake tantrum, she brought her fist to the ground which cracked the ground and created a fissure. The heads of the agents turned immediately from her face, to her fist, and then the fissure (presumably in shock) before the leader turned back to her.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

Was it within my rights to use that name? Charlotte Linlin? Do I really want to continue being myself in this mad new world?

No. I'm stealing this body…it's MINE now.

"Linlin. Charlotte Linlin" She replied

"Well then Linlin, why don't you follow us and tell us about Mother Caramel? Who knows…we might be able to find her." Like a gullible child, her tears stopped as she looked down at the obviously suspicious man and smiled.

"Otay!" Make sure to pronounce some words incorrectly. A smart child is an imperfect tool

And thus her time with the World Government began

… …

Her years with Cipher Pol was productive yet like living in a nightmare. From the very beginning, they tried injecting all sorts of government propaganda into her head…including justifying the Celestial Dragons' actions as well as many hidden operatives the World Government committed; namely Ohara incident and many many hidden genocides covered up with the name of Justice and the greater good.

Should she truly have been an innocent child, she would have gobbled up their lies and took it to heart…a shame to them that she was a slave to capitalism putting logic and her life above all else. She knew where blind loyalty would lead her, an early grave.

It was these days where her freedom was limited, tested, and controlled to the very peak and even then she couldn't deny that it was working. She had frequent hunger pangs, often waking up in the middle of destruction with often obvious casualties all around her and her mouth filled with the thing that she just happened to be craving.

It was painful to endure the hunger, the desire, their judgmental stares and yet it was exactly this atmosphere that helped her get through and win over herself.

Then there was a day when the agents brought in a tutor to try and teach her something called haki. Of course she already knew what it was but feigning ignorance was the way to go…especially when you could only gain.

Sadly, the lesson did not go as planned when the tutor challenged her to hit him as hard as possible. She obliged and the tutor turned into a meat paste on the ground. She had expected some form of punishment or at least a negative response but what they did simply reinforced her notion that the World Government (and especially CP) was psychotic.

At the tutor's death (while he was covered head to toe in black haki) the agents congratulated her and instead of warning against her actions, they encouraged such action to be taken against their enemies.

Practicals began as they gave up on turning her into an assassin and instead into a tank or a front line agent. Possibly even CP 0 to directly protect the World Nobles from harm. The Government, and especially the elders, rather liked the idea of an invincible shield.

After pretending to awaken her haki (with a round of hit the indestructible toddler), they taught her all the basics properly through grueling repetition. Like the monster she was, nothing presented a challenge…at least nothing much.

Her armament withstood anything including sea-stone blades and her observation picked up their location from miles away. At every progress she made and pretended to be brainwashed, the agents cheered and so did random scientists that came and went.

She hid her Conqueror's although she could feel it bubbling right underneath her skin. Some things were better hidden than not.

Self Preservation

… …

"So which one are you feeling Linlin?"

"Umm….uhhh…this one." She pointed at the spear among a wide array of weapons. "And this one as well" It was a massive pistol made for someone her size. A standard black, sleek, and an attached silencer as well. Perhaps the agents couldn't give up on turning her as stealthy as possible…entertaining the notion that she could ever even hide or be quiet with her size and power was entertaining by itself.

But why a spear and gun?

She knew her weapons and no matter how much anime and cultural BS poured their hearts into making swords into weapons of mass destruction, it just wasn't as practical and useful as a spear.

Scientific evidence backed the fact that spears hit harder, much harder, than swords did. With the pole, spears also had that extra (and significant) reach; inches that could save her life. Spear Stabbing was always faster than sword swinging which earned precious moments. Unlike common thought, the spear was also a great close-combat range weapon as well as unlike a sword, you didn't need to hold it at its end.

As a last ditch, it also served as a critical projectile. Keeping one last move up her sleeve.

Using rotation, the spear could be used in so many more ways than a sword could be as well as the fact that it was a great wrestling tool should it go to the ground. If she ever wanted a longer cutting edge, she simply needed to replace the blade at the end. Simple as that.

Adding her ridiculous strength and the unholy things the denizens of the New World could do, she was confident that no matter how much the world babbled on about swords, she would end them all with a spearpoint to the throat.

Also, guns had obvious advantages, along with the fact that she remembered her original (Big Mom) using a flintlock in a flashback with the Rocks pirate…so she must have had some talent with it…right?

She was just so desperate in hoping that her original wasn't as incompetent as she was. Even thought that thing was no longer her, it still embarrassed her to no end of how someone could not even try to better themselves when given a god-blessed, demon kissed, monster of a body. Instead her original sent it all down the drain creating a horrific Disney land and ruling as a nutritionally disproportionate, obese, mentally unstable (understatement), mother of 85 children whom she viewed as tools.

No. Not her. Not Her. She was different.

As she picked up the large pole arm, she felt determination to see through to the end. She would prove fate wrong. She was not going to become Oda's mangled creation. Not her.

… …

Learning the 6 Marine Skills proved harder than she thought, mostly because they just weren't made for her body…and yet she still managed (though she didn't even try to learn the secret seventh. Not worth it) After learning, she had to give it to the Marines for coming up with these techniques, she couldn't deny that they were especially useful.

A normal person learning these 6 technique would turn him into a One Man Army. Her learning these arts was giving like giving a killer whale the ability to walk on land. Barely 12 years old and she was already making great progress in the world.

She couldn't help but picture the old obese original using geppo to jump (and fly) in the air or her using shigan to puncture through enemy defenses instead of swatting things aside like a child. Things were already looking different…things would be different.

… …

15 years old

It happened on her 15th year when she decided enough was enough. In other ways, she really did have enough for the moment as well.

She knew she was powerful. Way more powerful than if she would have just entered the world of piracy alone with no training whatsoever. To make use of her long hair, she even studied Life Return and succeeded! No effort on her part…just…a monster of a body.

Her looks changed greatly as well. Gone was the stocky and chubby body of a child with the massive head, she was slim, tall, and most importantly fit. She grew immensely taller; standing at 7.5 meters, still almost a meter and a half to grow from what she knew about the original.

She had changed out of the horrible horrible child's clothing and instead opted for something more classy. A tight black button down shirt with a gray blazer with matching dress pants. She wore short heels. Originally it was for practice balancing but after years, it was a weapon of its own. Due to the strange logic of the world she lived in, no matter how much she trained and endured (cannonballs and flamethrowers), her clothes just never seemed to rip and not even a scratch on her heels. How strange.

Naturally, her body decided that the levels of monstrous power was just not enough and continued break through…not that she minded. Having knowledge of the presence of true superpowers in this world, she knew being stronger meant safer. Against the top dogs of this world, she wouldn't be able to walk in and activate god mode like she had done all her life so far.

In addition to this, her training had come along quite nicely…although it really didn't fit her way of fighting. She already knew her body was meant for a pirate-style way of fighting. Brawling, unorthodox methods of using weapons supplemented by godly strength and power. Strict and straight tactics, martial arts, and the ways they taught her how to use a spear and other forms of weaponry…it was alright at best.

She had to acknowledge it served as a solid foundation for what she planned to do but it just didn't fit her. The styles were created for 2 meters or shorter people while she was nearing 8 meters. The Government style was too…stiff for her opinion. Having freedom in her fights would help her develop more.

It was the day of her first mission when she decided that it was time. It was supposed to be the day when she was finally recognized as one of their own, her files and name recorded among the agents, to wear the suit and mask and fight for the so-called Justice…a shame since she failed to bond with anyone or anything. Time to finally leave the godforsaken government after nine years of taking in everything that was of value.

In the building, she purposely set off an alarm which prevented anyone from leaving the government building and she began. One by one, she picked them off, devouring their souls to prevent any evidence unless it was necessary. Locking down the exits, she searched through the facility destroying her way through walls, research, and especially any files related to her.

In the end, she found the agents, CP agents, waiting for her at the end. She was already stronger than them before they taught her…they were nothing to her now that she had learned.

Picking up all the bodies and throwing them down into the harbor, she made sure every file was deleted or gone. The less information the government had on her, the better. Finally, in the dead of night, she was gone.

She had a friend to find and a world to explore.

… …

17 years old

For two years she remained invisible to the world. Island hopping across the new world and facing the wildlife…doing what Luffy (ASL brothers) had once done. It was here that she trained and truly awakened her Conqueror's haki.

Calling upon it was challenging as she needed to be in an emergency. No one she knew has awakened it simply because they wanted to. But she knew she had it…she just needed a trigger.

It took a stolen Marine large sized Marine ship hooked up with a pulley system and a timer for her to finally force herself to panic and awaken the power at last. Sailing out into the calm belt, she tied the chains around her, set the timer for a few seconds longer than necessary, before jumping into the water below.

Within moments, she realized what a bad idea this was. Under the salt water, she managed to keep her eyes open…but not much else. She was sinking…and she was sinking fast. She kept sinking deeper and deeper until a *yank* and her chains suspended her in the water. She flowed naturally, unable to move a single muscle due to her devil fruit, as she stared into the eyes of thousands of giant sea creatures.

Like a bait, she tried to struggle, hoping for the timer to run out and pull her back up into safety but no luck. As soon as the Sea Kings saw the delicious snack (her) they were thrown into a frenzy as the world flipped over…for her, quite literally.

Currents of water even she has never seen before flipped over and over tossing her over and under as the chains barely held her to the ship. Only when she had regained her bearings did she manage to see clearly…right into the open maw of a gigantic sea king.

Fear. Anger. Regret.

Her heart pulsed with something different.

Live. Live. LIVE

She had a life ahead of her. She had something to prove…she wasn't going to die here.

From the very depths of her heart, her determination responded as her willpower manifested into pure power.

Conqueror's Haki

It exploded out of her in full force, uncontrolled, untamed, crude…but it worked. The Sea Kings immediately backed away just as the timer hit and she was pulled up to safety. As she climbed her way onto the ship, she promised herself to never no diving again.

That was not a fun experience at all. Sailing back to the wild island, she had much to play and test with her new ability. Hopefully she would have the time.

… …

She quickly found out that Conqueror's haki was different in its very nature from the other types of haki. It wasn't much as repetitive training could get her far…she needed to constantly find new challenges to improve upon calling on the power.

She knew of the different uses of haki but unfortunately she simply just didn't know how she could use it so. For now, all she could do was exert her will on the animals and beasts on the island.

In controlled manners, she could dominate and tame these wild animals. Beasts that were all too bloodthirsty suddenly all too happy to follow her orders and obey her like a loyal dog. In an uncontrolled manner where she let out waves of haki in a destructive way, she found herself opening her eyes in a scene of chaos.

All life around her completely knocked out and some branches (from the trees) heavily scarred from unknown power.

While this proved incapacitation using conqueror's was possible, she wasn't at a level where it could be used against half the strong players. She could exert some pressure on people's mind but it wasn't able to manifest physically like she knew the emperor's were capable of.

Well…she simply needed time…and some more experience. Infusion was still miles away but she could begin to think of theories of how such a feat could be possible. Was it necessary to learn the aura manifestation for armament first? Or Ryuo as the people of Want called it?

Probably not. I doubt original even knew what Ryuo was and she was confirmed to be able to use infusion on her fists and Napoleon during her fight with Kaido on Onigashima.

… …

It turns out she didn't need to go searching for the Rocks or avoid them…fate found a way and it seemed like it didn't plan on letting her go. Over years, she thought about this moment long and hard, pondering if it was worth joining the Rocks Pirates. Serving under someone that was rumored to be as horrible as her original was…or possibly worse.

The conclusion that she came up with? Yes. Yes it was.

Despite the horrible risks of joining a pirate crew as renowned as the Rocks, she had to admit there was no better way of getting stronger than joining the crew. To be among those who were finally like her, to fight enemies that could last or potentially even beat her. To struggle as she grows stronger. That was what she needed and the only place that could give her that…unfortunately, was the Rocks pirates.

It happened one day at port in a small city island when a rather loud ship pulled into harbor, completely ignoring any sort of rules or regulations. Pirates she was familiar with either hid their ships, bribed their way in, or pretended to be a merchant ship before paying for the island visa to stay for however long they needed to.

What she didn't expect was to see a full sized galleon charging its way into the harbor leaving behind a trail of at least 10 sinking Marine Ships, cannonballs, strange fire occurrences, and very loud screams. On top of it all, the ship didn't even bother to cover up their flag. It was still held up high as if yelling the word ROCKS to the world…the letter 'O' being a red skull…not really a good sign.

Generally those who used a red skull instead of white symbolized that there would be no mercy whatsoever. It kind of made her rethink about her decisions for a while before she reasoned herself that this was necessary. It was necessary to gain power, it was necessary to grow stronger, it was necessary to learn and make connections with the next great powers of this world…if she planned of being one of them.

… …

A week later, she found herself on the Rocks Pirate ship…and somehow as an official crew-mate. It seems like they had barely passed through on into the New World and looking for someone who knew it rather well.

It just so happened that she was rolled up in a fight between the Rocks and the local Kingdom…where the Kingdom's soldier mistook her for a pirate. After the sacking of the palace, she found herself sailing away…with the damn Rocks.

"So you lived your entire life in the New World, huh?"

"Yup" She really couldn't believe that she was talking with the Edward Newgate. The future Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world and someone who possibly held the power to destroy the world itself.

"Is it always this crazy?"

"You told me you were from the New World as well" Wasn't Newgate from a small village town in the New World? Why would he have to ask me this?

"As soon as I left the village, I was sent across the world to South Blue by a freak storm. Still don't know how I survived that, Gurarara!! Climbed my way into the GrandLine where I met captain…and the rest is history". Yup, definitely Whitebeard judging by that unique laughter. And the reason he would have survived was because he was freaking Whitebeard. Fate had plans for him…a storm wouldn't kill him.

"The New World is chaotic, always…so yeah, I guess freak storms and nature's abominations are a normal occurrence" No matter how much time passed, she still needed to hold in her urge to laugh 'Mamama'. Perhaps it was a feature of the strong beings of this world. Their laughters were unique.

… …

17 years old

She hated the crew, she really did. It was worse than living alone, it was worse than being with the government, it was worse than any group of people she had been with. The Rocks Pirate sucked.

By strength-wise, the Rocks were nigh unbeatable. The next powerhouses of the world were already showing fractions of their true strength. During raids, Newgate showed the capability to turn entire parts of islands to dust, Shiki dropped down meteor-like constructs and Kaido…well, he was just exceptionally strong for a cabin-boy.

She was no exception to this monster four as with her strength alone she pummeled through almost anything. Her mastery in her spear didn't end at skill as it pierced through mountains and any obstacles. Stabbing through shields and swinging away entire battalions. Her training was finally beginning to pay off…and so did her Devil Fruit.

She knew that her original would have already created some of her major homies by now (and possibly even her own) but she didn't…and she had good reason. Devil Fruit or not, tempering with a soul was delicate business. It was truly an essence of a person and to simply steal and shove it into something else before ordering it to do her biddings was degrading. She was to be everything her original wasn't…she would not create smiling dumb clouds and gullible soldiers. She was creating something more.

The first thing she did was clear out an imaginary space in her head (using her devil fruit) as a place to store souls. Hopefully an infinite amount of souls but if not…she could always try to expand it. Devil Fruit powers were limited only by their imaginations after all, limits were self-set with the word the fruit used. She didn't plan on setting a limit on souls.

Now that an actual place to store souls was created, she needed them.

The fear factor that her Devil Fruit had in her original was something she didn't want to deal with. During battle, it did help in clearing out weaker minded ones in one go but she wasn't an Emperor yet. She didn't have that reputation of an unbeatable pirate, a mad glutton, or the horrific stories to go with her name. Stronger enemies or those that did not know her, did not fear her.

So she came up with a more direct approach. Locking onto them and putting a bit of her own soul on the line, she would play a tug of war with her target. This tug of war, she found, had nothing to do with physical strength but rather it was a battle of willpower…nobody ever stood a chance. After all, the reason why she even made it to this point was undying ambition, to be better, indomitable will.

She played with the souls inside her head trying to mold it to become something different. Different from just the happy-go homies or the silver liquid-like substance that her original made it look like. It took a long while but she succeeded…

Time. She figured out she could change the essence of a person into pure time. This was quite similar to her original but her had taken it a bit further. Injecting this time into herself, she felt herself getting slightly younger. Literally de-aging. The stronger the souls and the more she took, the more time it returned to her. At the age of only 17, she had figured out a crude, cruel, and ugly form of eternal youth.

She didn't plan on using this ability much for the next few years. At least until she hit 25. While she knew her body was quite sturdy, she wasn't invincible. Getting to her physical peak in physical age would help her…and only then would she use this ability to keep her youth.

Life. The second way she changed souls was life itself. It was after a spar with Newgate and she was feeling sore that she tried this on herself and found that it healed her instantaneously. This would be a huge boon during emergencies or in battle in general.

Power. Unfortunately, she couldn't use this power herself. She created a homie using someone else's soul as she injected power into it. The homie was far far stronger than she had ever intended (though much weaker than her). Fearful of her creation, she immediately banished it before taking it all back into herself. Free-will of her creations frightened her…she would need to find a way to bind it to absolute loyalty towards her other than fear or admiration; That was reserved for family only.

… …

The first time she ever lost a fight was when she sparred against her (evil) captain Rocks D Xebec. To experience loss for the first time was quite traumatizing, painful, and left her in a daze for a while but at theism time she knew that it was necessary.

Through her loss she finally grasped the level of strength she wanted to reach. She was humbled…even though her captain was a complete prick, dick, ass, and every word of an insult that she could think of.

After all, the entire fight started because Rocks looked down on her…well, he looked at his crew as nothing more than his minions. Still, after the comment of being a 'bitch who knows nothing' she had challenged him…and almost died.

Landing on an uninhabited island, she and her captain chose this as the sparring ground before they fought. Two days later and with half the island gone…the victor was clear. Her captain was still standing while she woke up in the infirmary.

She was able to give him a good fight if his broken ribs, nose, and bruises all over his body meant anything however she lacked in her raw power and experience. Experience of fighting those near her level of power.

Haki was the final reason she failed to win. While was was confidently able to employ the basics of all three variants, she was no master in being able to breakthrough indestructible skin and willpower. No matter how many times she tripped him up, tied down his hands, parried away his strikes, she couldn't get in a blow that could immobilize or down him for good. Whereas his attacks seemed to ignore her natural defenses completely and left her not only to cover her skin but also her muscles and bones underneath.

She felt herself growing stronger by the moment as her haki blossomed and grew stronger by the second…but in the end her stamina failed her. Another proof that she wasn't as different from her original just yet as within two days of constant fighting…she lost herself to that state and everything was over.

She remembered hanging onto her mind by a thread before hunger got the best of her and she remembered not much else. By the way her head hurt once she woke up in the infirmary, she could only guess that her captain knocked her out with an infusion technique and her, having been blinded in her hunger pang, took it straight to the head without even trying to block it.

Damn it…

She might have lost and failed to prove her point but the fight wasn't worthless…she got strength from the fight. She was stronger after than before despite the broken bones and her most likely concussion. Her will felt stronger and her conqueror's was rumbling beneath her skin, in anger and rage from the defeat. She hated this crew (except Newgate), she hated her captain…but she was making progress. Big progress. Perhaps if the opportunity presented itself, she would become the monster that Rocks never managed to be…and she would be the one to close his eyes for good.

Later on she thought about giving Rocks the slightest bit of mercy. After all, he was below killing his crew for the smallest reasons. The only reason he didn't kill her after she was knocked out, she could only assume, was because she was the strongest among his crew, rivaled only by Newgate.

… …

She fought (as in sparred) regularly with Newgate as a way for both of them to keep fit and strong on a crew that was very unbalanced. The Rocks Pirates (unlike her expectations) was a huge crew composed of nearly two hundred direct subordinates.

Most of them were lackeys that her captain had picked up somewhere and decided to take them in to use them later on as cannon fodder or something just as useless. There were a few here and there that were surprisingly capable (as her captain chose stronger members from the New World to replace the dead ones) but they were weak in the end.

Kaido, the former cabin boy, was beginning to show his potential strength as he literally fought his way up the ranks of the crew. From other cabin boys, cremates, and proving himself in constant battle against the Marines, she came to acquire the general respect from the crew…along with her, Newgate, and Shiki. Her view on Kaido was…skewed…as she knew what he would become but for now he was but an ignorant child who was quite hungry to battle.

Shiki was an arse…but a manageable one. As long as she kept his ego floating and left him to his boasting, he was generally happy. Initially he tried to make a move on her but a conqueror's mixed fist to his face made sure that would not be happening again. Sure he was strong but he was nowhere near the level of her and Newgate (and Rocks).

Finally there was her captain. If she could hate anyone more than her captain, it would probably be the Celestial Dragons (she saw a couple) and no one else. The guy was a selfish, arrogant, stubborn prick who thought nothing of the crew. Everything was always about him, it was always him.

He was never satisfied with what he had, he always wanted more. From the whores that caught his eyes in the brothels, the gold in the treasury he ordered us to break through, and most importantly the power that the crown held.

In every nation the Rocks invaded, Rocks tried desperately to seize the crown for himself…and most time it worked literally but not actually. In fear of our overwhelming might, the ruling figure would hand over the symbol of power…and Rocks would be satisfied for a day or two in which the Kings would swear an oath and coax him into leaving for some other island nation.

By the time they were days away, she would hear that the nation had charged the Marines for their failure of protecting them before they resumed their sovereignty. So in the end…nothing really worked.

Still, she had to give it to her captain for being a true monster in combat. No Devil Fruit…just pure physical monstrosity and a very brutal tactic and mind. He was everything she thought what Blackbeard would be but possibly even stronger. She was beginning to understand why it took all the figures on God Valley to finally bring an end to this crew.

… …

18 years old

The crew docked for a rather large supply restock period so they expected to be at the island for quite a while. As the second commander (Newgate was first mate) she didn't have any obligations to join the fodder in buying, stealing, and getting the supplies she needed. She had her lackeys for that.

Walking into a bar (she had to duck under the door), she immediately recognized that large, rolling, tongue and the crazy hair. As expected, the man tried to woo her, charm her, and amused by his actions she let him.

It was only a one-night but she purposefully didn't use contraceptives. By the time they were leaving port, she could already feel the slight bump and difference in her body (thanks to her ability to sense souls). She had to admit…the prospect of becoming a mother scared her…but her love and excitement overwhelmed everything else. An inexplainable sense of love and care flowed through her for a child she didn't even know…all rules and thoughts she had before this just seemed trivial at this point.

Her child was the exception…always.

No matter what, she was not going to become the twisted mother figure her original was. She was going to properly love her children, and let her children live out their lives as they pleased.

Barely a month into her pregnancy with no one else knowing of her state, she was already fantasizing of her little Perospero.

… …

20 years old

Oh god…oh god why!

Many months prior…

The crew had successfully repelled a rather large Marine Force from one of their main islands which had two Marine Admirals defending it. They managed to kill one while the other fled missing an eye and an arm.

High on the victory, the crew decided to party (while her captain searched for the King to torture) and brought out the booze the they had stolen from the island.

One cup turned into a bottle, two, three, soon it reached ten before she gave up on trying to handle the bright atmosphere for once and let go. She drank with Newgate (who was the only one trying to stay sober), she drank with Shiki (obnoxious but lovable idiot at this point), she drank with John (he was already pretty much a corpse), and…and she drank with Kaido.

And he led her to his cabin

And he fucked her, or did she fuck him?

They were both very very drunk…

She was such an irresponsible mother… *sigh*

"Is mommy okay" Her little angel asked her. Perospero was such an adorable two year old. Her joy of her life climbed onto her hand (remember, she's 8.5 meters tall now) as she lifted him to her eye level.

"Mommy is fine sweetie" She cooed at him as he giggled joyfully. She would never let anything turn him into the mad, frightful, minister of candy her original had made him become…never. "It's just…you might have siblings soon sweetie. Are you alright with that?"

"Siblings?" He raised both his chubby arms high before waving them "Yayyy!" At his antics, she felt her heart melt. He was her little baby…and no matter how ugly Kaido was her new kids would get the same love as well.

After all, she was a mother.

A few months later, she gave birth (which wasn't hard or even stressing with a body as strong and large as hers) to the triplets she was expecting. Three more angels to bless her life; Oven, Katakuri, and Daifuku.

She made a mental note to make sure Katakuri would stay away from doughnuts until he was at an age where he could control himself. Not simply due to his mouth incident but also because kids (and everyone else) needed to eat healthily. She was willing to become the devil's advocate to get them to eat their vegetables. Little Peros already knew she was capable of doing so.

On a side note, she realized that Yamato wasn't Kaido's only child now…how strange. She would like a daughter as well though.

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21 years old

Seems like her wish was granted! She was expecting quadruplets but she instead got one loving little angel. Her little Amande, the future swordswoman she her strange love of wide hats. She loved her long neck (snake neck tribe)

With the crew's business, Newgate finally began growing his beard or rather mustache but it was just so wrong. The mustache simply looked so normal as it didn't defy the effect of gravity…along with the fact that Newgate was blond.

She didn't know why she never thought of it before but it was natural after all. He had blond hair and had a dirty blonde (short) mustache. The first time he showed it to her, she was so shocked before she doubled over in laughter at the sight.

He tried to get her to explain but she didn't budge, even when her best friend tried to bribe her with a very nice bottle of wine she was trying to find. She just couldn't…hahahahah!

Like always, it ended with Newgate getting amused with her before he dared to challenge her (in a spar). If he won…she would have to explain what was so funny about his new beard, and if she won, he had to shave it off.

She took the dare immediately before darting off to the nearest uninhabited island to create some shockwaves and tsunamis across the nearby ocean.

It was a rather close battle but she came out victorious with a conqueror's imbued (yes! She finally figured it out after around 7 times of being hit around by her captain) crackling spear to his throat.

It was hilarious as she watched Newgate nearly sob as he shaved away his first path towards becoming Whitebeard.

Sorry good friend, but it's just not now and it's definitely not that

All the while, Peropspero was laughing at Newgate with her with her little triplets trying to keep their new little sister from crying.

Ahh, family

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23 years old

She got the triplets…Cracker, Custard, and Angel. Looks like she just had to use that name now.

As her little gang of children grew larger in both size and number, there were more and more problems she needed to deal with. The obvious being…they were children and they had needs that couldn't easily be solved on a Pirate Ship…and an infamous one at that as well.

Second was the cannon fodder acting up as she began to grow softer and softer, mistakingly taking it as a sign that she was open, or weaker, or not worthy. Most of them she ignored as her division (she was technically still second commander though she didn't act like it most of the time) understood what it meant to mess with her.

One time she caught one of the crew's weaker members bullying her little Amande…she didn't even have time to think before the man's heart was pierced by her spear. He was dead before he touched the ground.

That taught the rest of the crew not to mess with her children…she was still a powerful pirate but she was a mother first and foremost. Her children, her joys of life, were the exceptions to any and all rules she had created for herself.

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25 years old

She realized that the children she gets seems to be selective. She was expecting twins (Brûlée and Broye) but instead she only got Brûlée. Not that she wasn't happy about getting just Brûlée or even happy about not getting Broye…but just weird. Did it have something to do with her mind? Soul? Could she really choose who she was getting?

Over the last few years (and most of them in pregnancy) she learned to fight better, or rather in a way more adjusted to her. Ever since she carried Perospero, she tried fighting with a shield in her other hand…it didn't work out in the beginning as it was simply too different but not it felt strange to not have her protection.

Sparring with Newgate (he was the only one who could match her in a fight. Kaido endured but he was more of a sandbag than a partner) she learned to protect herself from the most ridiculous levels of strength.

Using her shield (right hand) to absorb shockwaves and direct hits and parrying them aside to let her spear (she's left handed) to pierce through previously indestructible skin. On a spar with Kaido, she managed to pierce entirely through his shoulder when she put her all into it. Finally proving and letting her worries down a bit.

God Valley was approaching…and she wasn't looking forward to meeting Garp and Roger as enemies. While she's never fought them before, she knew their future titles carried more weight than it seemed. No one becomes the Pirate King or the Hero of the Marines through a simple promotion…they do it through their own power.

Meanwhile, her children were growing beautifully. She changed her (large) cabin into a nursery and hired a (initially unwilling) maid (and also nurse) to help her take care of her 9 children. 9 beautiful children.

It seemed like her time of being wooed and charmed at the islands and the one night stands would have to be on pause for the next couple of years. She could already feel the tension beginning to rise as her captain turned his head towards the Poneglyphs. He had figured out that there was something more.

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26 years old

She had begun siphoning souls from her enemy, turning them into pure lifespan (time), and injecting them within herself to keep her physical age at 25 forever. Just because she became a mother didn't mean she wanted to grow old. Not only her appearance but rather because the New World was a tough, violent, and cruel place…weakening either through injury or age meant death. She was going to survive and provide a safe place for her family, her children. Not even time would stop her from doing this.

She managed to rip out the soul of a rather well-known pirate in the New World (600 million beri bounty) to turn it into a homie. She wasn't planning on maybe a clay-doh piece of shit like her original…she had better uses for a powerful soul.

Memories of her original's homies betraying her, failing her, came to mind. The King Tree in the seducing woods falling for her (original's) enemies' words and helping them escape. Hundreds of homies falling at once against a skeleton with an afro due to his aura which wasn't even conqueror's haki…and most of all her own soul, Zeus, running away and joining her enemy in search of food.

No. It's MINE.

Her soul was her's and no one else's. The souls she took was she's and no one else's. Taking the pirate's soul, she stripped it of free will as she traded it for power. She combined the soul with her spear creating her first ever personal homie.

It wasn't her soul but it was the most powerful one she had made thus far…and it proved to be frighteningly effective. Her new spear, while it still had no name, could now officially be called a weapon befitting her strength. It no longer broke, shattered, or had to be constantly sharpened or repaired. She wasn't sure if it would be continued to be used later on but for now, this was her go-to weapon.

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27 years old

It finally happened, the God Valley incident…and things did not go to plan at all. Not that she expected it to, as this was the God Valley incident after all.

Xebec, who had practically been descending into madness as he got more and more full of himself, his strength, and delusions of what he could be finally lost it when he ordered his crew to attack God Valley despite the entire crew being against it.

But hell…when did Xebec ever care about their opinions anyway? So it happened…God Valley.

She could say that the only good part about the entire thing was when they arrived before any of the Marine Forces (or World Government) noticed and began rampaging across the district where the World Nobles lived. Perhaps it was their arrogance or their belief that nobody would be dumb (or crazy) enough to attack them…but it worked in their favor.

Rocks gave clear orders to slaughter the bastards and it was about the only time she ever truly agreed with his ideas…quite ironic that this was when he was fully mad. The Rocks pirates stormed the island and the district as they began slaughtering the Celestial Nobles left and right. Her, Newgate, and a few others tried to kill the nobles selectively and tried to leave the servants and slaves alone while other members of the crew slaughtered them all regardless. She didn't have a say but perhaps death was better than continued servitude under the fools.

When the Marines arrived, all turned to hell with the fleet admiral (Kong), all three admirals (2 of them new), at least 10 Vice Admirals and pretty much the entire force of the World Government arrived in conjunction. To make matters worse (or better), Roger arrived not long after.

It was at that point her captain Xebec completely lost it and began crackling about how he was going to become the King of the world…that he was going to change and become something more. With that crazed statement…he gave his final order as captain and ordered us all to protect him while he goes searching for something.

Captain's orders were absolute…at least they were supposed to be. But the thing was, she had absolutely no loyalty towards the man who had been her captain for almost the last 10 years. She had joined him to get stronger…and now she had more than enough power.

She sent her division to fight against the Marines to their deaths (because who cares about them) while she tried her best to chase after her former captain. The thing was, it seemed as if Newgate had the same idea.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered to her best friend

"Gurarara! You think I'm going to let you do this alone?" Somehow he still managed to keep his smile despite the madness all around them. "He's no captain of mine as much as he was yours. We're going to do this together!" He swung his Naginata clearing a path through the Marines.

Once they arrived they found a fight like no other.

Rocks, Shiki, and John were fighting against Kong, Garp, and Roger. For the moment, it seemed as if her former captain had the upper hand as he continued to blast them wave after wave of long reaching attacks.

"Xexexexe!!! Newgate! Linlin! Good timing! Take on these fools for me. Hold them back at all costs! Xexexexe!!" He tried to pass on the fight to them but he must have felt something was off because as she approached him, he raised his fist against her.

"You" His eyes murderous was burning with anger. "You…you dare betray me?!!"

She didn't bother to answer as she lifted my spear and shield, the point facing him.

"Fleet Admiral Kong, Vice Admiral Garp, as much as I hate with Marines, I need your help in taking down my former captain" She gave Roger a glance as well "Your help would be appreciated as well."

She was met with eyes of disbelief from my former crew as if they could believe what she had just said. Still, she knew Xebec's time was gone…he needed to be gone. As much as he was an idiot, he was an active danger to this world. He was a threat to her family.

The fight that followed gave her the explanation of what had happened to God Valley. Putting together 8 of the most powerful combatants the world has ever seen and making them fight to the death provided the reason.

Before they fought, the island was there. When they finished…the island didn't survive.

There was not a soul on the island that wasn't heavily injured in some form. She wasn't much better as she took the spearpoint (quite literally) of taking on her former captain and also being the one to chase him all across the island as he desperately sought something.

"You can't kill me! I'm KING! I AM THE WORLD!" *slice* She managed to slice off one of his fingers while he tried to add theatrics to his words. His scream of anger and frustration sounded like music to her ears…years of anger pouring out of her onto the most powerful yet incompetent captain the world has ever seen.

He dived away from her and into the sacred spot under the valley itself where he managed to break through a wall just as she followed after, rubble forming behind her from overcharged use of soru.

"HAAHAHAA! I FOUND IT!" He cackled maniacally at the gigantic Straw Hat laying there. It was a hat that was too big for even her…perhaps it belonged to the giants? Wait…wasn't that…?

"URANUS IS MINE! I WILL BECOME KING. I WILL BECOME… IMU!" At his words, her head went into overdrive as her memories rushed forward.

The mysterious figure leading the World Government. Higher than even the 5 Elders.

No. No. She couldn't allow it. She wouldn't allow it.

She prayed that for once her strike would hit true…and with assistance, it did.

Newgate appeared directly above Xebec as he punched his former captain square in the back. Cracks forming around his body and air signaling that he has used his devil fruit to crush through his captain's defenses.

Xebec, to distracted by the discovery failed to evade or black Newgate's strike as he came flying towards her…towards her spearpoint. And it pierced through.

Xebec's heart was skewered through by her spear and out through his back just as it broke, but it was done…her captain was dead. Killed by her own two hands. She trapped his (now dead and powerless) soul inside her for later use…a soul of someone as powerful as her captain was bound to be useful one day. Just as she was beginning to feel safe and hope for the day, the island began to shake as water began to pour into their location.

"Newgate! Did you do something?!"

"I overused my fruit up there! And just now, I put everything I had into it. It looks like this island's not going to survive. Gurararara!!!"

"You idiot! I'll kill you after this!"

She looked at what her dead captain had been once after, the rumored ancient weapon Uranus. For a moment, she was tempted to take it with her, to see what it could do, to possibly hold the power to become King of the world…

But she shook it off.

That was Rocks' dream, not hers. She wanted a large happy family to keep safe. A family that loved each other and cared for one another in this mad world.

In a hurry, she looked around to find some other treasures lying behind a wall. A devil fruit…and a rather massive spear. An actual weapon that fit her size perfectly. Judging that she had just lost her weapon by killing her former captain, she took these two items as compensation.

Surely something that was hidden in the most protected vault of the Celestial Dragons couldn't be bad right? (She would later learn that her spear was actually one of the 12 Supreme Grade blades…and the Devil Fruit a specific fruit that Kaido was supposed to have eaten.)

She and Newgate jumped through the hole that he made in the 'ceiling', just as the space underneath was flooded with water. The rest of the island followed soon after as the few surviving members of both sides ran to their ships in hopes of survival.

While they were leaving, as a final 'fuck you', Newgate launched one more quake to make sure the island stayed under.

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The dissolution of the Rocks pirate followed soon after as almost all of the crew was already dead. Xebec was dead, at least 90% of the crew was dead…and those who survived were too big headed and powerful to serve someone else.

John was the first to leave with barely a goodbye as he stole a ship from the nearest island…she never saw him since.

Shiki was next to follow but perhaps it was the time they spent together (despite him being an ass) so they managed to share their contact details in case they needed each other. There wasn't much honor among pirates (especially Xebec) but nakama was nakama…good or bad.

Kaido was next to leave…and without his mythical fish devil fruit. Knowing what type of monster he would become, she purposely held the devil fruit she found from him. She was aware she was risking much of the future but despite how she thought of Kaido now (a young boy looking for fights), that didn't mean he wouldn't become the menace and chaos loving creature (or beast) he was found to be later on.

Newgate chose to leave as well, to form his own family as he said. She could only smile in encouragement as they promised to meet and help each other should they ever meet.

"I know I said some shit about your mustache but trying growing it again once it's white."

"Why? I thought you didn't like my mustache"

"You know what? Grow a mustache and call it a beard and see who challenges you on that. I bet nobody will."

Like always, our little talks ended up with both of us hitting each other (rather hard) before we gave it a rest as she let him go. This was the last time she saw him before they became emperors of the sea.

She was the last to leave as she headed back to where she knew Streusen was waiting. The loyal chef had actually waited for her all these years, waiting to make history, a change in the world with her. Even if she knew he was simply taking advantage in his own way, she needed to give him the gratitude and love he deserved for that…for in the end, he was helping her create her crew, her home.

"So old friend…you're still here. Waiting for me after all this time."

"Lass, I told you we were going to make history, didn't I? Come on then, let's create a legacy the world could never forget." The elderly man smiled back at her.

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