As Charlotte Katakuri slipped the ring onto his finger, a surge of power coursed through him, granting him the ability to perceive the souls of all beings around him. With newfound clarity, he honed in on the direction of Big Mom's soul, which pulsed with an unparalleled strength.
Hurriedly, Katakuri flew towards the source, his determination unyielding as he captured Big Mom's formidable soul within his grasp. But this was no ordinary soul—it held within it the essence of every individual she had conquered and consumed over the years, a testament to her insatiable appetite and lust for power.
With Big Mom's soul firmly in his possession, Katakuri called forth all the homies she had created, commanding them to return to him. As they obediently flew back to the ring, Katakuri infused the ring with the power of his will, transforming it into a homie itself. Even Zeus, the rebellious homie who had once escaped, returned to his master's side, drawn back by the irresistible pull of Katakuri's dominance.
Witnessing Zeus's return, Nami voiced her confusion, questioning the homie's sudden change in behavior. But Katakuri, now imbued with the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit, looked upon the ring with a newfound sense of authority.
"From now on, you shall be known as Shadowbane," Katakuri declared, his voice resonating with a dark and commanding tone. The ring, now taking on the visage of a sinister creature akin to Venom, responded with unwavering loyalty.
"I am happy to serve you, Master," Shadowbane replied, its voice echoing with an eerie reverence. "From now on, I am Shadowbane."
With an evil smile playing on his lips, Katakuri gazed upon his newfound ally, his resolve strengthened by the boundless potential of the Soul-Soul Fruit. With Big Mom's soul now under his control and Shadowbane by his side, he vowed to show the world the true extent of his power.
"That fat aunt really doesn't know how to make use of her Devil Fruit," Katakuri mused, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I will show her how to wield the Soul-Soul Fruit to its fullest extent."
Descending onto the island, Charlotte Katakuri surveyed the vast array of fruits that his siblings had diligently collected. Yet, in his eyes, they held no value beyond their potential to sate his hunger and further his ambitions. With a single-minded determination, he began to devour them greedily, each succulent bite fueling his insatiable appetite.
"Bring me meat," he commanded, his voice cutting through the air with authority. In an instant, his siblings scurried to fulfill his request, bringing forth a lavish feast that had been prepared for the wedding festivities. Without hesitation, Katakuri set upon the banquet with voracious fervor, his teeth tearing into the delectable spread with primal intensity.
As he feasted, the sounds of his indulgence echoed across the island, a testament to his insatiable hunger and unyielding desire for power. With each morsel consumed, Katakuri felt a surge of strength coursing through his veins, his appetite finally sated after what seemed like an eternity of longing.
Alone amidst the remnants of the feast, Katakuri satiated and content, his siblings watching in awe at the sheer magnitude of his appetite.
As Charlotte Katakuri gazed upon his siblings, a commanding presence emanated from him, asserting his newfound authority. With a voice as resolute as steel, he declared, "From now on, I am the captain of you all, and I won't tolerate any laziness." His words hung heavy in the air, a stern reminder of the expectations he held for his family.
Continuing with his proclamation, Katakuri announced the formation of their pirate crew, the Charlotte Pirates, under his leadership. A new flag, bearing his emblem, would serve as their banner of unity and strength in the treacherous waters they would navigate.
But Katakuri's authority extended beyond mere titles and symbols. With a promise of empowerment, he offered his siblings the chance to wield newfound powers, just as he had demonstrated. The prospect of such abilities stirred a palpable sense of excitement and apprehension among them.
Turning his attention to Pudding, Katakuri addressed her with a mixture of sternness and compassion. "Pudding, you collided with the Straw Hats, didn't you?" he asked, his gaze piercing through her with unwavering intensity. Pudding, trembling with fear, confessed to her transgressions, expressing her remorse with a lowered gaze.
In response, Katakuri offered her a rare display of understanding and protection. "From now on, you no longer need to hide your third eye," he declared, his voice softening slightly. "And if anyone dares to mock you, report to me—I shall deal with them accordingly."
With a final glance that bore the weight of his expectations, Katakuri reinforced his message to his siblings. "I won't tolerate any disrespect," he stated firmly, his fierce eyes daring any to challenge his authority.
With a commanding presence, Charlotte Katakuri addressed his siblings Cracker, Daifuku, Oven, and Smoothie, acknowledging their potential and their roles within the Charlotte Pirates. "From now on," he declared, "you four will need to train more. You all have untapped potential that must be honed to its fullest."
As he laid out the new structure of their pirate crew, Katakuri asserted himself as the captain, the central figure around which their operations would revolve. "I will be the captain," he proclaimed, "and you four will be the Four Stars under me.
Charlotte Katakuri's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he inquired of the Lottery System's current bounty. "System, how many lotteries do I have now?" he questioned, eager to discover the extent of his newfound power.
In response, the System dutifully replied, "Four lotteries, Host. One from Big Mom and three from the Vinsmoke family."
With a determined expression, Charlotte Katakuri commanded the Lottery System to open the four lotteries before him. As the digital interface shimmered to life, he eagerly awaited the revelation of his prizes.
"Begin to draw the lotteries," Katakuri instructed, his voice tinged with anticipation.
The System responded with a series of digital chimes, signaling the completion of each draw. With bated breath, Katakuri listened as the System announced his rewards:
"Host, you have received:
1. Elixir of Aptitude
2. Ancestral Hanma Bloodline Potion
3. Flash Step
4. Island Fruit"
With a satisfied smile, Charlotte Katakuri beckoned his siblings, Cracker, Daifuku, Oven, and Smoothie, to gather around him. As Smoothie produced four glasses of juice, Katakuri swiftly retrieved two bottles containing the Elixir of Aptitude and the Ancestral Hanma Bloodline Potion.
Mixing the potent elixirs into the glasses, Katakuri presented them to his siblings, his eyes alight with determination. "Drink it," he commanded, his voice carrying the weight of his authority.
As the four siblings obediently consumed the concoction, a transformation washed over them. Their stature grew, their muscles rippled with newfound strength, and their auras radiated with enhanced power. Katakuri observed the changes with satisfaction, knowing that his siblings had been elevated to new heights of prowess.
"This will not only enhance your bloodline but also your talent," Katakuri explained, his tone resolute. As Smoothie, Cracker, Oven, and Daifuku knelt before him in gratitude, Katakuri felt a surge of pride swell within him. They now fully acknowledged him as their captain, their loyalty unwavering.
Addressing them with a firm gaze, Katakuri laid out his expectations. "If you want more such rewards, then follow my lead," he declared. The four siblings nodded in solemn agreement, understanding the importance of their allegiance to their captain.
Turning his attention to the others gathered around them, Katakuri issued a challenge. "If you also seek such rewards, then heed my orders," he proclaimed, his voice echoing with authority.
With the Island Fruit in hand, Charlotte Katakuri infused it with a fraction of his soul power, binding it to himself as its homie. With a deft touch, he merged the devil fruit with the island itself, asserting his complete control over its every facet.
Utilizing his powers, Katakuri meticulously remodeled the island, shaping it according to his will. Buildings were reconstructed, pathways were reimagined, and the landscape was transformed into a masterpiece of his design. Small guiding orbs dotted the island, ensuring that no corner remained unseen or unexplored.
Reforming the chess soldiers, Katakuri commanded them to spread the word of the island's transformation to his siblings. Meanwhile, the Four Stars wasted no time in utilizing the newly remodeled training grounds, sparring with one another to hone their skills and abilities.
Katakuri's voice cut through the silence like a blade as he addressed Perospero, his tone commanding and unwavering. "Perospero, summon Morgans, the newsbird. Inform him that Big Mom has met her demise at my hands. The Straw Hats have been defeated by the Charlotte Pirates and fled," he declared.
With a sense of authority befitting a new era, Katakuri continued, "From this moment forth, I am the new Fourth Emperor." His words carried the weight of certainty, marking the dawn of a new era in the tumultuous world of piracy.