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Spookyng !!Dfn1WI/0wvw ID:Dm4q8b1q Wed 26 Oct 2022 14:52:38 No.5443916 View View Report

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One twist. That's all it took. Mamas withered neck cracked and now her head sits at an odd angle and her blank, lifeless eyes stare into nothingness. As her limp body hits the ground Zeus and Prometheus let out a hollow shriek as their coalescent forms explode into the elements that made them up with the glue holding them together dead and gone. Fire rains on the ground and a thick cloud engulfs the entire area. Slowly but surely the moisture from the clouds chokes out the flames, leaving only smoke and steam that shrouds the place. But none of that matters now.

On your knees and panting with your fingers still wrapped around Big Moms neck you slowly get back to your senses as you realize what you happened. Pulling back you look at your hands in horrified disbelief. You did it. You actually did. It's over. And as soon as that thought crosses the threshold of your mind blood starts trickling from your nose and connects with the stream pouring from your mouth. With a spurt your wounds all open up and you fall over right next to Linlin. With the enemy gone you can no longer muster the strength to hold it all together. As the adrenaline is flushed from your systems your vision blurs as the strain of exhaustion and the wounds catches up to you. The last thing you see before things start to blur away is the broken body of Big Mom lying next to you in a pool of your own cold blood.

"Ma-ma..."
You gurgle.
"I'm... sorry."

"Silver..."
Big Moms angry, ethereal voice is the last thing you hear as you finally lose consciousness.

Captain Silver was no longer aware of his surroundings after that. He did not bear witness as the shreds of Mamas soul that were severed from their hosts on her death came to life. From the still warm corpse, from the murky air and from the charred ground still twinkling with embers shards of life fluttered out like fireflies. One by one they came together and wrapped themselves in a funeral gown of the mist blanketing what was but mere hours ago the seat of her power. The withered, gaunt, translucent hag gnashed her sharp teeth together in a fit of rage.
"Silver! You'll pay! You'll pay for everything you did to me! And when I have the power of Rocks in my hands I'll butcher everyone you hold dear! Do you hear me?! Everyone!"

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Spookyng !!Dfn1WI/0wvw ID:1eV+w7fX Wed 07 Sep 2022 18:59:56 No.5396604 View View Report

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"The marriage will happen between little Pudding, you've met her before. And one of the princes of the Germa Kingdom!"

"Oh I know those guys."

"Really?"

"Yeah... we met at sea. I liked their comics. But they uh... they were kinda lame. I get now why they say to never meet your heroes."

"Oh that makes it easier then. And how much do you know about them?"

"They are supervillains."

"Close. Those comics of theirs may be a work of morgans but they are the ones who pay him to do it. It's a nice way for them to mystify themselves. They spun these elaborate tales that are half truth half fantasy. So things get confusing and nobody really knows if they are actually real or not. That and it helps their reputation, which is quite rotten."

"Oh?"

"Indeed. You see. Those fancy-pants German used to be part of the World Government one time. But their king got a bit too greedy and wanted to dominate the whole North Blue and take it for himself. They did not like it. Not one bit. So they got kicked out, their land stripped from them. The Germa packed up their kingdom and now live on their moving sea forts built on top of massive snails. When all their ships come together they reform the proper Germa Kingdom. But as it stands they are not usually in one place."
Mama takes a big sip of her tea and tosses several dozen cookies in her mouth.
"And while normally a kingdom would meet its end after getting kicked out of the World Government they still survive to this day. Thanks to their very advanced technology. But they became shadows of their former selves. Little more than mercenaries and assassins, guns for hire that work for anyone willing to pay. Many times countries buy their services just so the enemy can't."

"Neat. So you want to get them into the family because of their science. Right?"

"Precisely. That Judge, he discovered so many interesting things! But I'm most interested in one particular one. How to grow humans! If I got my hands on that, with my resources I could finally create an army with which I can take over the world! MAMA-MAMA!"

"So we get to have a party and then the real fun begins eh? Kekekekeke!"

"Mama-Mama! Indeed! Well it'll take a while before we manage to figure out how exactly it all works. But once we take the Germa out of the equation nothing will stand in our way!"

Your laughter stops.
"W-What?"

"Hmmm? Oh. Yeah. I forgot. You were not told yet!"
Mama grins.
"This whole wedding is a lie! When the time comes we'll slaughter the Germa! Down to the last man! And then we take everything they have for ourselves! Mama-Mama!"

You feel shaken.
"What? Why? But they are family?"

Now Mamas laugh stops and she looks at you with annoyance.
"Wrong. Not until they marry into the family. And this is not going to be a real wedding. So they won't be part of it. Ever."

"But Mama... I don't understand!"

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Spookyng !!Dfn1WI/0wvw ID:qsGANUtu Wed 04 May 2022 20:02:08 No.5255280 View View Report

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One word stood out for Katakuri. "How". It's not a question if he's strong. It's how strong he is.
"Hmmmm. I'd be lying if I said he was nothing impressive. Indeed I think most of my siblings would not fare well against him. Even brother Daifuku and Oven would be no match for him. Their powers are simply worlds apart. I'd say he's definitely on the level of us Sweet Commanders. Even Cracker and Smoothie would have a hard time fighting him. Smoothie lacks the finesse necessary and while Cracker is more tactical, when he inevitably gets into melee range he'd fall quickly. The enemy is simply too fierce."

"And you?"

"Me? Hmph. Of course I handled him. It was... difficult. I admit. It required genuine effort from me. But there was no doubt about how it'd end."

"And if you fought him again?"

And there it is. Mamas prodding finally reached its end. This is her real question. Katakuri needed to ponder on how to answer.
"May I be frank Mama?"

"Of course."

"There is no chance of him ever beating me."

"And why is that?"

"He plateaud. During our fight I extracted every bit of effort from him. He is fast, strong and tenacious. But his mental shortcomings are proving to be a real bottleneck for his potential. I sincerely doubt he has any capacity left for improving, even if he found someone to train him it'd be like trying to fill a colander with water. A pointless waste of time."

"Hmmmmm. I see. So he won't grow much beyond where he is now. What a shame."
Katakuri felt relieved. It looked like his mother bought his lie. But Mama then grinned.
"Mamamama! I guess that's a tad disappointing. He won't reach quite as high as I imagined."

"I... don't understand. I just told you he has no more capacity left. What aren't you telling me Mama?"

"Katakuri. All I'm going to say is that there is a realm of power not even you are aware of. But that thing! That thing is drawn to it like a moth to flame. Maybe he won't be quite as impressive as I thought. But even as he is now he'll be more than capable of breaking the balance of power! MAMAMAMAMA!"

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Spookyng !!Dfn1WI/0wvw ID:ZgAeA4bp Wed 02 Mar 2022 19:54:41 No.5183679 View View Report

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With the Wedding approaching Big Mom decided to have a little talk with her precious daughter. With a rather large escort of homies Nutmeg is brough before her. The girl is grabbing her own arm nervously as her mother looks down at her.
"You called for me Mama?"

"Yes Nutmeg. I wanted to talk to you since the big day is coming! How are you feeling?"

"Good. I guess."

"Hmmmmm. You didn't sound quite enthusiastic there! I'm going to need you to put some more effort into it! You are going to be a bride soon! Look the part!"

"Mama I... can't. I just can't. Everything is moving so fast right now! I'm not sure how to handle it!"
Nutmeg erupts as she tries to defend herself.
"This-This is not how it usually goes. Every time you arrange for one of us to marry there is so much build-up. We talk about who it is and why the marriage must happen. And every time you pick the one most suitable for the job! I-I'm not sure why it was me! Or why you let him pick in the first place! B-But the worst part is that I don't know the plan! I don't think anyone does! Is it going to be like what we're planning for Pudding? Or am I like Chiffon? Are you throwing me under the ship because I'm expandable?! Mama I'm... I'm so confused!"

"Awwww. You poor baby."
Mama reaches down from her throne and pats Nutmeg on the head.
"Fine. If you need guidance that badly I'll give it to you. You want to know what the plan is?"

"Y-Yes! More than anything. Please Mama. Just tell me what to do!"

"Alright. It's nothing."
Mama grins.
"There is no plan Nutmeg. No assassination, no espionage, no extortion or murder. The wedding will go down normally. You don't need to do anything. Before, at, or after the ceremony."

"B-But... what is my job? What do I have to do?"

"Nothing. Having that thing in the family and keeping it happy is the goal. Whether it's you or anyone else it does not matter. He was allowed to choose for himself because that satisfied him. You will marry him. You will stay by him. And you will satisfy whatever perverse little desires he may have lurking in that skull of his. You do whatever it takes to keep him content. That is your job Nutmeg. That is the plan."

"W-Wha-"

"You will play the part of the bride, dress up, go to the altar, say yes and that's that. And you make sure he's content. You'll do all of that and more for the sake of your family. You are the sacrificial lamb. Do you get it now?"

Nutmeg was on the verge of tears now. But she knew if she didn't hold it in she'd face a kind of punishment she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy. So with her face shaking just a bit she muttered.
"Yes... Mama."

"Mamamama! I knew you'd get it! You were always smart Nutmeg. You're such a perfect little tool."

The last sentence that escaped Nutmegs lips was barely a whisper yet it carried all her defiance and a mountain of sadness with it.
"Mama... I'm... not a tool."

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