I stopped Akuma just before the thick cloud of fog on the horizon, each of the strawhats had made significant leaps, and their power had doubled, at least with my help and guidance.
Looking to my right, I smiled at Luffy, "So are you ready to see Laugh Tale?" The strawhat captain smiled and gave me a thumbs-up, "You said I have the voice in my head right. The same as Gold Roger?"
The other pirates let out sounds of shock and disbelief, "A voice in his head, that does explain a lot." Nami shook her head as if there was nothing she could do. Everyone else nodded in agreement.
'I didn't expect they would behave that way in real life.' I cleared my head and commanded Akuma to raise its anchor and sail forward, "Well then, don't let us down, and when we get to the island, wait for the signal."
Zorro looked at me from one eye, "Though you probably won't answer me, I have to ask. What's the signal?" I smirked, "When the sea roars." Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy, "What is that supposed to mean? 'When the sea roars.'"
Sanji screamed, tapping the ash from his cigarette, "You'll know it when you hear it. But for now, be quiet. We're about to enter the thick of it." At my warning, everyone fell silent as the cloud fog enveloped us.
When we were fully in the smog, the first thing I did was try and use my observation haki, and much to my shock, it was constricted to a one-foot radius. 'Is this from the island itself, or is this the work of Joy Boy himself?'
"Soren, you need to go left!" As soon as Luffy spoke, Akuma turned, just in time to avoid the jagged piece of rock that jutted from the sea.
"That almost gave us a shave, but at least we know Luffy's ability has awakened." I felt someone probably Nami burn holes in the back of my head, "What do you mean by awakened!?"
I chuckled, "Well, Roger was supposedly able to understand Poneglyphs, but Luffy wasn't able too so there was a chance the ability hadn't unlocked or matured enough to where he could see through this veil."
"You knew that and still decided to go through with it." I winced and used my fingers to block my ears, "Do you have any other volume other than sonic wail?"
"What did you just say!!"
I Ignored Nami and turned my attention back to the one foot of vision I had, "We can point fingers later. For now, Luffy needs absolute silence to concentrate."
"Huh, what are you-" I slapped my hand over his mouth, "Yes, absolute silence, so we all don't go splat against rock spire and end up in a watery grave."
Somehow the threat of death was able to shut everyone up, and there was a solid hour of nothing but fierce turbulent waves crashing against the boat and the occasional scream when we nearly avoided hitting the numerous rocks hidden in the fog.
The first sign that we saw of there being a Marine presence was a shipwreck. A giant galleon used in buster calls laid smashed against the rocks, "I wonder if anyone survived?" Brook asked, his voice coming across as distant, almost uncaring.
"Unfortunately, we are not that lucky. According to Kuzan, the last high-ranking officials and Evos are hold up there. I only hope that he's still alive, but I almost don't want to see what's become of him."
"You think they tortured him?" Zorro got straight to the question looking me dead in the eyes. I sighed but nodded, "Yes, I do, and if I know my student, he didn't give up until he was on the brink of death. If only I had been a little bit faster, though I can't blame myself, right? My genius can only go so far."
No one responded to me, but I knew there was no correct answer. If I was an average person, you either fed into my illusion and guilt or shattered my reality leaving behind a broken mess.
'I wonder if the government I'll create will be better, I haven't even given much thought to what I'll do once I eliminated all of the World Government. Why did I even start a war? Even a few years ago, there weren't many people who could stand on the same level as me. Instead, I used my powers to create weapons and inventions used a war. I could have stopped it all.'
For the first time in a long time, I flashed back to my average life on Earth. I had done so much in such a short time, but I realized how small my actions were in retrospect. I was limited by my own image of what I could accomplish.
Looking up into the sky, I remembered the god I shared a drink with, 'Is this what it feels like to become a god. Knowing you have infinite power and an infinity to reflect upon your actions. The same question then arises, do you embrace the truth and accept the fact that even though you are supposed to be a perfect being you still have regrets. Or do you live in delusion saying that you are perfect and everything you do is perfect because your will is the only thing that matters.'
I sighed, "Being a god must suck."