December 12, 1473 of the Kaienreki Calendar—on the Sky Island of Ballon in the New World.
Ten days had flown by, and the long-awaited mont had finally arrived. Charlotte Linlin was giving birth today. Ten months and three days—right on ti.
The Golden Lion, Shiki, who had gone out on a mission, had returned early. Every mber of the crew had gathered. Even Shakky and the mory Seahorse—who had been in the Kingdom of Won on the Grand Line—made the long journey back to be present.
"Brother Brook! I’m already the vice-captain of the Kuja Pirates. Isn’t that aweso? Soon, I’ll bring both the Kuja and the whole Kingdom of Won back to you!"
Shakky grinned proudly. On her left arm coiled a serpent unique to Amazon Lily, and perched on her right shoulder was the ever-reliable Wasp-brand mory Seahorse. Her aura had grown sharper, her presence more queenly—like a seductive vampire empress. Clearly, the Kingdom of Won was fertile ground… for strength and beauty alike.
"You’ve definitely gotten stronger," Brook said with a chuckle. "But you’d better hurry—your position in the Second Division is about to get snatched. Newgate’s squad has almost finished forming. He’s got over a dozen new recruits."
Whitebeard, or rather Newgate, hadn't officially launched his team yet, but his handpicked rookies from rare races had already completed training. Cooks, swordsn, helmsn—they had specialists in every role. Soon, they’d be ready for action.
"Hey, didn’t we agree I’m the captain of the Second Division?! Brook, that’s not funny. Newgate, you traitor!"
Shakky puffed her cheeks and turned dramatic in an instant. Her voice quivered with mock sorrow.
"I went through all that trouble, sailed back to the Grand Line alone, risked my life for our pirate crew… and now you all just forgot about ? Hic… I-I’m not crying… you are…"
Brook and Newgate looked like they’d been punched in the gut. They exchanged guilty glances—right when Charlotte Linlin’s contractions started to intensify. This was not the ti for internal drama.
"Sister Shakky," Newgate said with a warm grin, "that was just Brook teasing you. You’ve always been the Second Division captain. I’m Third Division now—no stealing, I promise!"
He didn’t care much for ranks or titles. What mattered to him was his family being happy.
"Alright, alright, my dear Second Division Captain Shakky. My bad, I went too far!" Brook walked up and pinched her cheeks with both hands. "Drama queen."
"Hehe~ That’s more like it, Brother Brook. Do you know how many gorgeous won there are on Amazon Lily? I’ll introduce a few to your poor single crewmates!"
Shakky didn’t resist his teasing. After all these months, seeing her beloved big brother again was a dream co true—even if it ca with cheek-pinching.
Brook let go with a dry cough, trying to hide the warmth in his eyes. He patted her shoulder gently and turned to await the montous event.
Within half an hour, Charlotte Linlin's labor ended as quickly as it had begun—like it was just another daily chore. Soon after, the cry of a newborn rang out loud and proud.
A maid in white robes erged, cradling a tiny infant.
“Lord God, the firstborn… is the Great Son of God.”
The maid—an angel from the Island of Gods nad Anne—bead with excitent as she handed the baby boy to Brook.
Brook didn’t care for the lofty titles. His hands trembled slightly as he held his firstborn. The child was perfect—plump, with tufts of soft black hair. His vitality overflowed.
“So adorable,” Stussy said with a glowing smile. “Unlike those wrinkly, dry babies you usually see. Got a na for him yet, Brother Brook?”
Shakky, Stussy, and several others crowded around, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.
“Not yet,” Brook replied. “Let’s wait until all the little ones are born.”
In truth, he’d already picked out dozens of nas, all drawn from gods of death and the underworld—figures from his past life’s mythology. A perfect fit for his family in this world.
Minutes later, another angel maid stepped out, holding the second child.
“Lord God, this one is the Second Son of God.”
Brook handed his firstborn to Stussy and gently took the second child. This one, too, pulsed with life—another strong, healthy boy.
But then, sothing unusual happened.
Charlotte Linlin herself stepped out—with a baby cradled in each arm, striding casually like she hadn’t just popped out triplets.
“Brother Brook! That’s three! Let’s have ten next ti, yeah? Go on, na them!”
Everyone froze. Linlin’s tiger-like boldness never failed to shock. Walking right after birth? Holding twins like grocery bags? She was wild.
“You just gave birth—take it easy. Are you really okay?” Brook asked, still stunned.
“I’m fine! We can set sail for Elbaf today if you want. Three kids is nothing! Ten? Easy.”
When everyone stared at her, speechless, she finally flushed red and tiptoed over to Brook, handing over her silver-haired daughter.
Shakky quietly took the second son from Brook. When he turned his gaze to his daughter, his breath caught.
Silver hair. Large, deep, intelligent eyes. She stared up at him—curious and calm.
Brook’s heart lted.
He didn’t know why she’d mutated to silver, but it didn’t matter. He liked it. Loved it, even. He scratched off the Norse na he’d thought of—Hela was too fierce. This one… this one was his little angel.
“Brother Brook! It’s ti—na them!” Stussy clapped her hands.
Everyone leaned in, waiting.
Brook stood tall, his silver-haired daughter in his arms.
“The eldest will be nad Hades,” he declared. “The second, Osiris. And this little one…” He looked down at his daughter, who blinked at him. “Her na is Kanna.”
Cheers erupted around him.
Hades—after the Greek god of the underworld. Osiris—after the Egyptian god of the afterlife. And Kanna… inspired by the dragon girl of another world.
He had considered nas like Anubis, Satan, Lucifer, even phisto from the ga Diablo. But no—his children weren’t devils. They were legends in the making.
And Kanna… she was his precious princess.
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Golden Island was alive with celebration. Today, every corner—Ballon Island, Cake Island, Doragonzo Island—was hosting a grand banquet. After all, a historic event had occurred: the birth of Overlord Brook’s children.
Even Rocks, far away on Beehive Island (Hachinosu), received the news through his intelligence network. For once, he was silent. He had reigned over the seas for decades, yet had no offspring of his own. Should he follow Brook’s example?
But he quickly crushed the thought. A family was a liability—a weakness that enemies would exploit. He couldn't allow anything to endanger his throne.
Besides, with strength at his peak, the chance of producing heirs had sharply declined. The offspring of a monster like him weren’t sothing ordinary won could endure. And finding soone with the durability of Charlotte Linlin? Practically impossible. Most won he’d touched couldn’t even survive his lustful rampages. He went through partners quickly—and not by choice.
“Will having children dull your ambition, Brook?”
Rocks muttered to himself.
History offered too many examples. Even great overlords had seen their dreams slip once they had families. They hesitated, compromised, lost their edge.
Diger Sparrow, for example, once aid to conquer the seas—but after having his son, Jack Sparrow, he split his attention. In the end, his power waned. It wasn’t just age—it was distraction.
Rocks hoped Brook wouldn’t hesitate to wage war against the Navy, the Celestial Dragons, or the World Governnt just because he had a daughter now. The Hell Pirates were vital to his plan to sweep through the Valley of the Gods and crush the world’s rulers.
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Back on Golden Island...
Brook held his newborn daughter, Kanna, in his arms and refused to let go. His gaze was full of affection.
"Haha! Brother Brook is completely obsessed with Kanna! He won’t even let us hold her!" Shakky chuckled. "But he handed Hades and Osiris over to us like it was nothing~"
The other crew mbers laughed. It was clear to everyone—Brook absolutely adored this silver-haired, big-eyed girl. He was fiercely protective.
“Of course. Boys grow up rough, girls deserve luxury. You can train those two brats however you want, but if anyone even thinks of ssing with my daughter…” Brook narrowed his eyes dangerously. “I’ll tear them apart.”
Still, he reluctantly passed Kanna around so the crew could properly introduce themselves. But his eyes never left her, not for a second.
“Gurarara~ No one’s gonna ss with Princess Kanna,” Whitebeard laughed heartily. “Not even Hades and Osiris!”
The family energy ward even the heart of a war-hardened pirate like Newgate. He cradled Hades gently when his turn ca, smiling like a proud uncle. This—this was what family felt like.
“Linlin is amazing too,” Stussy said with admiration, glancing at Charlotte Linlin. “She gave birth to three at once!”
She placed a hand on her own growing belly. Her pregnancy still had ti to develop, and it was only one child. She couldn't help but envy Linlin a little.
“It’s still not enough,” Charlotte Linlin grinned. “To achieve my dream of Totto Land, I need more children!”
She had worried about childbirth—but it turned out to be far easier than she expected. That excitent showed on her face as she began gobbling up sweets like a child in a candy store.
Brook gave her a concerned glance. Though her figure hadn’t changed yet, the endless sweets and pregnancies would catch up sooner or later.
The search for Pure Gold had to begin soon.
After the Elbaf trip, Brook planned to personally search for the legendary Giant Lantern Fish. In fact, the mission was already underway, assigned to the Fishman Army and the residents of Fishman Island.
anwhile, the Island Whale, Laboon Jr., continued growing near Doragonzo Island and the Eighteen Hells. Already asuring sixty to seventy ters in length under Brook and Vegapunk’s care, it grew nearly twenty ters a year. One day, it would reach a colossal 500 ters.
Laboon had beco the overlord of Doragonzo Island—a young behemoth that even pirates had to respect. For comparison, the Going rry was just thirty or forty ters long!
“Linlin,” Brook said, turning to her seriously, “you can enjoy sweets now, but after the Giants’ Winter Solstice Festival in ten days, we’re going to start watching your diet. I don’t want you to get fat.”
“I understand, Brother Brook!” Linlin quickly nodded. “I’ll exercise. I won’t let myself go!”
She was still young and beautiful—and she knew it. Even Rocks and Roger had praised her beauty. Combined with her monstrous strength, Charlotte Linlin was arguably the strongest and most attractive woman in the New World.
Though if there was a contender on the Navy’s side, it was Vice Admiral Tsuru—a military beauty in her own right.
Unfortunately, Tsuru had recently failed in her mission to arrest Dorado, the traitorous forr Vice Admiral. Because of this, she missed out on a promotion to full Admiral. Rumors swirled, though, that she had actually captured Dorado—but a ship full of forr Marines-turned-pirates had “accidentally” let him escape.
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“Alright,” Brook declared, “We’ll rest for a week, then set sail for Elbaf!”
With the Wind-Wind Fruit ability of the Kirin Lion, the trip from Ballon Island to the Elbaf would only take three days flying at full speed.
“That’s great, Brother Brook!” Linlin bead. “Actually, I don’t even need to rest—we can leave right now!”
She jumped up with a mouthful of cake, only to freeze at Brook’s stern look. She slowly sat back down.
“You could go,” Brook said calmly, “but what about Kanna and the others? It’s ti to feed them.”
He gave her a light scolding—this tiger of a woman still lacked proper knowledge training. She had strength, but little understanding of the world’s ways.
He had already told her to study at the Tree of Knowledge, but so far she only liked colorful picture books about animals and races. Books on politics, strategy, and world affairs? Still untouched.
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