Kapitel 59: Goro Goro No Mi
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He let the words hang in the air, glancing around at the gathering. Isabella, her mind always quick, caught on first. Her eyes widened in realization as she echoed his thoughts.
"Birka! The golden metaphors could symbolize the sunlight reflecting off the clouds. And Birka is situated at the highest point in the sky, closer to the sun. It's not Shandia we should be looking at, but Birka."
"Yes," Jack nodded, "Birka is more plausible. Remember the line, 'where the angels play amidst clouds of gold'? Birkans, often metaphorically described as angels, reside there. The 'clouds of gold' could symbolize the celestial view from the highest point in the sky. That's where we need to search."
A palpable excitement fluttered through the gathering. The thought of a journey to Birka, the high Sky Island, sparked a sense of adventure in them.
"Daddy, angels?" Aria's small voice echoed around the table, her innocent curiosity lightening the serious atmosphere.
"Yes, princess," Jack replied, giving her a warm smile. "The angels are the Birkans and Skypieans. They live above the clouds in the sky islands."
Robin, in her own innocent charm, echoed enthusiastically, "Angels!"
"But where does Heaven's wrath fall?" Titi's question brought them back to the riddle. Her adventurous spirit clearly intrigued by this piece of the puzzle.
Jack studied the text again, his gaze falling on another phrase. "'Yet the mortal with God's wrath in his hands shall control the skies and the land beneath.' The God's wrath... The Rumble Rumble Fruit," he mused aloud. "And controlling the skies... That aligns with the Birkans, who live in the highest island and have the ability to control weather with their dials."
The table fell silent once again as they considered this, their minds whirling with the possibilities. They knew the journey wasn't going to be easy, but the mystery beckoned them, promising a thrilling adventure and perhaps, the resolution of the riddle that had haunted them. The thrill of the challenge filled their hearts, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, courage and unyielding determination. They all knew what they had to do next. Birka awaited them, high above the clouds.
Jack kissed the top of Aria's head and gently disentangled Robin from his lap. "Stay safe, princess. I'll be back soon." His words were soft, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor. He shifted his gaze to Amelia, nodding subtly.
Bidding his family farewell, Jack stepped out of the bead's pocket space. The sky of Birka greeted him, the sunlight reflecting off the clouds creating a breathtaking spectacle of gold. It was easy to see how one could interpret this as a "cloud of gold." He looked around, his cerulean eyes taking in the sight with a calmness that contrasted with the majestic beauty before him.
As he floated amidst the sea of clouds, the phrase from the riddle replayed in his mind, 'where the angels play amidst clouds of gold'. He had to decipher the metaphor, to find the exact location.
"Playing amidst clouds of gold…" he murmured, his mind starting to churn. Could it be that the place was hidden in plain sight?
He dived beneath the clouds, his body gliding effortlessly. As he descended, he noticed the changing hues of the clouds. The closer he got to the actual island, the less they looked golden and more like a frothy sea of white.
Jack swam back upwards, surfacing amidst the golden clouds. This, he thought, is where angels would play. The literal surface of the island.
A smile tugged at his lips, not quite a smirk yet it held a certain level of amusement. The beauty of riddles, they often led you back to the starting point.
Returning to the ground, Jack explored the area with an eagle eye, searching for anything out of the ordinary. The surface was largely unpopulated; after all, this was the very top of the sky, far from the populace below.
He spotted something in the distance; a formation of cloud, denser and more solid than its surroundings. It was a mere speck from where he stood, but there was something peculiar about it.
Approaching it, Jack realized it was not a natural formation at all, but an entrance concealed amidst the golden clouds. The entrance was guarded by the continuous churn of thick clouds, which would have been easy to overlook for a casual observer.
"Could this be it?" he muttered to himself. His heart pounded in his chest, a silent testament to the thrill of the chase.
He took a deep breath, steeling himself before pushing his way through the dense cloud formation. Once inside, he found himself in a tunnel-like structure, the walls made of sturdy cloud material.
As he delved deeper into the tunnel, it began to widen, eventually opening up into a vast, hidden cavern. The place was illuminated by sunlight streaming in through small holes in the cloud cover, the entire area glittering like a room full of gold.
The sight took his breath away. It was ethereal, almost heavenly. His eyes scanned the cavern, eventually landing on an imposing, golden pedestal situated at the center. Upon it rested a unique fruit unlike any he had seen before. The air around it pulsed with an undeniable power.
"The Rumble Rumble Fruit," Jack whispered, his eyes locked onto the fruit. The realization of what he had found sent a rush of exhilaration through him.
Stepping forward, he slowly extended his hand towards the fruit. His fingers brushed against its unusual texture, a spark of electricity jolting through him. This was it, the power that the ancient Shandians had written about, the God's wrath that could control the skies and land beneath.
As he clutched the fruit, his heart pounded with a mix of thrill and triumph. He had done it. He had found the Rumble Rumble Fruit.
The fruit sitting on the golden pedestal was indeed unusual. Its vibrant blue hue shimmered under the soft light that filtered through the cavern's ceiling. The shape was akin to an apple, although slightly elongated at the top. What made it stand out, however, were the intricate, swirling patterns adorning its surface, giving it an otherworldly appearance.
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