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Sea Circle Calendar 1474, Sky Island, Birka Village.

Amidst a wave of cheers from the warriors, a handsome man with a height of 1.8 meters violently flung a muscular man over two meters tall out of the ring, and the surrounding crowd burst into cheers!

"Rock! Rock!!!"

The man in the ring shook the long hair on his forehead, which was soaked in sweat, stepped forward, and reached out to pull up the fallen warrior, raising his arms high to calmly accept the praise and cheers of those around him.

The bonfire flickered, the aroma of roasted meat drifted in the night wind, and the white Cloud Sea rolled at the edge of the village like a silent tide.

Children circled around Rock, shouting loudly about the wonderful throw just now, while the older warriors drank mead and looked at the youth with satisfaction.

He was long no longer that skinny kid like a bamboo pole who had just been picked up and brought back to the village.

After the bonfire party ended, the night grew late, and the village gradually quieted down.

Rock returned to his small cabin, pushing open that slightly creaking wooden door out of familiar habit. Only a small shell lamp was lit inside, and its soft light shone on the walls, adding a bit of warmth to the narrow space.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning his back against the wall supported by cloud wood, and let out a long breath.

Today should be the tenth year since I came to this world.

Ten years.

Rock raised his hand to block the light of the cloud shell lamp, his gaze piercing through his fingers to look at the ceiling. The memories that had been suppressed for a long time in his mind seemed to have their seams pried open by this quietness, and they poured out all at once.

That's right, he was not a native of this world.

Strictly speaking, he carried the memories of his past life and directly crossed over into this world in the body of an infant.

Fortunately, back then during a hunting trip, the simple Sky Island natives discovered him wrapped in cloud grass and almost frozen to death.

That hunter Kai, who always wore a stern face, carried him back to the village, and raised him bit by bit using the scarce little milk and cloud fruit juice his family had.

From the utter confusion at the very beginning to now, under the care and affection of the villagers, he gradually got used to this world.

As he grew older, the memories of his past life also flowed back like a tide.

Sky Island... Birka.

Rock silently muttered this name in his heart, which had no special meaning to the locals, but his gaze gradually turned complicated.

I remember this place is... Enel's birthplace, right?

In his past life, he could be considered an old indoor geek. Among the many arcs of One Piece, the Sky Island arc might not be the most popular, but that ultimate romance deeply rooted at the end of the clouds precisely struck his soul.

The bell of the Golden City, the promise spanning four hundred years, the arrogant man like lightning, destroying his hometown, fighting all the way up to the upper layer of Sky Island, and establishing the Kingdom of God...

But right now, it seems like I don't see his figure at all...

Rock frowned slightly.

The village was very small. Which family gave birth to a child, or which family lost a fish today—the whole village knew by the next day.

From what he could remember, at least in these past ten years, there hadn't been any infant with the name "Enel", nor had he heard of any similar naming.

Coupled with the closed-off information of Sky Island, he had no idea what time period in the manga it currently was.

Rock sighed. Anyway, one thing is certain: Enel hasn't risen yet, and there's even a high probability he hasn't been born yet.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

His finger joints carried a layer of calluses due to years of practicing martial arts, and his palms were slightly rough. Yet as long as he gently clenched his fist, that steady and solid power gushed out from the depths of his muscles.

Not just power.

There was also another kind of thing.

It was as if an invisible layer of "mist" shrouded his entire body year-round. As long as he concentrated just a little bit, this layer of mist would extend outward, wrapping around every blade of grass, every tree, every brick, and every tile around him, and even those small beasts stirring in the night outside the village boundary.

That was the "anomaly" he had first noticed after coming to this world.

At first, he thought he was just overthinking it, but when he repeatedly dodged sneak attacks from the warriors ahead of time in the training ground;

when he could accurately judge the swimming trajectory of that flying fish behind the clouds while hunting;

and even when he could walk through the entire village with his eyes closed at night without bumping into anything, he finally determined that it was definitely not just simple "intuition".

Powerful spiritual perception...

Rock muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curving up slightly.

It allows me to anticipate the direction of the enemy's attack in advance, and the perception range of this thing is quite large—

He closed his eyes and began to intentionally mobilize that "mist" inside his body.

Perception stretched and expanded in an instant.

He "saw" the guards patrolling outside the house, clearly distinguishing their somewhat hurried breathing.

He sensed the heavy snoring coming from Kai's small hut not far away.

Even a little farther off, a white bird perched atop the giant cloud tree at the village entrance was half-asleep with its wings tucked in.

Every subtle breath outlined a three-dimensional "map" in his mind.

--Innate Observation Haki.

Just like the kind Enel has?

Thinking of that guy's terrifying Mantra that almost covered the entire Sky Island, Rock shuddered.

Fine, at least the starting point looks pretty good.

He shook his head to scatter those messy thoughts, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze had turned firm.

Since I've come to this world, Enel hasn't appeared yet, and this is his hometown...

For the first time, a light that truly belonged to "ambition" flashed in Rock's eyes.

I simply cannot miss out on that fruit.

Early the next morning.

Above the Cloud Sea, a cool breeze blew with a faint watery mist.

On the training ground of Birka Village, the cloud-stone pavement was soaked with sweat as young warriors engaged in daily sparring.

Rock was shirtless, holding a wooden spear, clashing with the tall young man opposite him.

"Rock, again!"

The opposite youth, Tagu, grinned broadly. "You threw me so far at the banquet last night, you've got to let me get some payback today!"

The wooden spears crossed, emitting a dull thud.

Amidst seemingly simple offense and defense, Rock's movements carried an "effortless" composure.

To him, every thrust of Tagu's spear was like words written in the air beforehand—the force, the angle, the speed, all of it completely clear.

He didn't need to think much at all before his body naturally made the most suitable dodge or block.

"Whoosh--"

Rock sidestepped, the wooden spear grazing just above his shoulder, and he smoothly followed up with a sweep, tapping the inside of Tagu's calf.

Tagu's legs went soft, and he sat right down on the cloud-stone ground with a thud, staring blankly for half a second before he couldn't help but curse.

"You bastard, something is seriously wrong with you! I hadn't even raised my spear yet, and you'd already dodged!"

"Did you secretly learn some kind of divine "future sight" art?!"

The surrounding young warriors burst into loud laughter.

Rock casually brushed it off. "Stop talking nonsense, your stance is too weak, anyone could knock you down."

The surrounding laughter grew even louder.

Nearby, several older warriors watched this scene, their eyes showing approval.

"That kid's gotten stronger again."

"Yeah, this guy could chase flying fish when he was five, and now he's only ten, even Tagu who hunts year-round isn't his match."

"That guy Kai really struck gold."

As they spoke, a middle-aged man with black hair mixed with a few silver threads walked over, carrying a thick cloud-wood spear on his shoulder. It was Rock's adoptive father, the strongest warrior of Birka Village—Kai.

"All right, break it up, morning training ends here."

Kai's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a force that brooks no argument.

"Rock, come with me."

Rock wiped his sweat, threw the wooden spear to Tagu, and obediently followed Kai away from the training ground.

They walked all the way through the village toward the distant cloud cliff.

That was the place in Birka closest to the "edge of the Cloud Sea"; looking down revealed an endless expanse of rolling white clouds, and beneath that was the unknown "Blue Sea".

"Hear about it?"

Kai spoke up abruptly. "Last night, the village chief mentioned "God's Island" again."

A thought stirred in Rock's heart, but he feigned ignorance on the surface. "God's Island?"

"Tch, you brat, you've been in Birka for so many years and still don't care about these things."

Kai casually thrust his spear into the cloud ground, looking at the slowly floating Cloud Sea in the distance with a complex tone:

"In our Sky Islanders' legends, further above the Cloud Sea, there are many isolated islands "abandoned by gods", scattered across that higher sky."

"Sometimes, some strangely shaped fruits fall from the sky, and there are also some strangely shaped corpses washed up from the lower realm."

Rock's heart tightened.

--A strangely shaped fruit.

It is a Devil Fruit.

"The village chief said that over the past few nights, he has heard thunder in the Cloud Sea in the distance."

Kai spoke in a deep voice, "Yet there were no dark clouds in the sky."

"No dark clouds... but thunder."

A name flashed through his mind almost immediately—

"Rumble-Rumble Fruit."

That Logia Devil Fruit which made Enel a god and was almost called "invincible."

"What are you thinking about?" Kai asked suddenly.

Rock quickly gathered his thoughts: "Nothing, just curious... Does God's Island really exist?"

Kai glanced at him, his gaze holding scrutiny as well as an elder's appraisal of a younger generation.

"If anyone else asked that, I would only say 'it does not exist.'"

He paused, then added: "But since you are the one asking, I can only say that this world is far larger and far more dangerous than what you see with your eyes."

Rock was slightly silent.

Kai turned around and stared at him: "Rock, you are very smart and very strong. Stronger than anyone your age in the village."

"But you must remember one thing, do not let curiosity cloud your head."

"Whether it is God's Island or the lower world, they are things far beyond what a small village like ours can meddle in."

"Your task right now is to live well and grow up."

Rock raised his head, meeting Kai's weather-beaten eyes directly.

He saw the exhaustion and expectations deep within those eyes clearly.

His chest ached slightly.

"Yeah."