Over the vast sea, the Grand Line's weather was undoubtedly the most capricious painter. Depending on its mood, it painted entirely different scenes.
At times, the sun shone brightly; at times, it was gentle. Yet in the blink of an eye, dark clouds could gather and shroud the entire sky.
Or it might begin with clear skies and a gentle breeze, only for lightning to fill the heavens moments later, accompanied by a storm that drove the sea into a frenzy.
That was the Grand Line. If the Grand Line were personified, then as a painter, it would be endlessly fickle—an impossible-to-fathom lunatic.
As for the New World...
It could only be said that the two were not even on the same level. If the Grand Line was a neurotic, temperamental painter, then the New World was a mad anti-physicist.
At this moment, however, the weather had nothing to do with Dawn, because he had already set foot on Jaya Island—Buster Call Town.
After sending Adolf off to sell Alabasta's goods on Jaya Island, Dawn slipped away despite Adolf's objections.
What a joke. If Adolf found out he was going to the "unrealistic" Sky Island, Dawn would probably end up with an extra ornament hanging off his leg—the kind that would refuse to let him go no matter what.
Still, Dawn brought a Den Den Mushi with him before leaving, so he could report that he was safe.
Above the boundless sea, Dawn continuously leaped upward into the sky. If anyone had seen him, they would have discovered that a translucent "staircase of blocks" had formed beneath his feet.
Yet as its creator ascended, more and more rising steps formed beneath Dawn's feet. The higher he climbed, the farther the staircase was from the sea.
Sky Island lay in the