Amazon was only half Yasa's height, like a dwarf, and incredibly light.
Disposing of the body was a breeze. He simply grabbed it and buried it in the Island Cloud. Perhaps within a day or two, the creatures of the White Sea would devour it completely, leaving no trace behind.
Before that, Yasa had torn off the wings from Amazon's back. He made two holes in his animal skin coat, allowing the wings to pass through successfully.
After all, these wings were merely decorative for the Birdmen of Sky Island, completely useless. Why couldn't Yasa pretend to be a Birdman for once? This would save him a lot of trouble.
As for looking unfamiliar? He didn't believe the Sky Islanders could possibly recognize everyone on the entire island.
On the Gate of Heaven, which shone like a mirror, Yasa's current appearance materialized.
Long black hair reached his shoulders, eyes deep as stars, and sloping sword brows added a touch of coldness. Even his tattered clothes couldn't conceal his extraordinary presence. A pair of small white wings emerged from his clothing, blending in perfectly.
Satisfied with a nod, Yasa confirmed he'd left no traces. Only then did he leisurely step onto the Island Cloud.
The cloud beneath his feet churned violently, but under the scrutiny of Observation Haki, nothing could hide. A massive red shrimp over thirty meters long materialized beneath him.
"Super-Fast Shrimp?" Yasa realized with a smile. His heart swelled with boldness. He spread his arms wide and roared, "Onward! To the starting point of my dreams—Angel Island!"
The steel-hard red carapace beneath his feet seemed to respond to his shout. The Super-Fast Shrimp surged forward with lightning speed.
Wind howled in his ears as Yasa stared wide-eyed at the circular sky road stretching toward the Sky Island.
The sky road resembled a white silk ribbon, extending from the Island Cloud all the way to the heavens. Its end was completely invisible to the naked eye.
Such a magnificent spectacle could never be created by human hands. It must either be a natural formation or the true creation of a God.
Of course, some special Devil Fruits might be possible. After all, on the vast sea, who knows what kind of miraculous fruits might appear?
The Super-Fast Shrimp's speed was comparable to the supercars Yasa had seen in his previous life. It could almost be described as flying, its massive body disappearing into the clouds. It was hard to imagine what could give it such speed.
Yasa, nestled in the crevices of the shrimp's red armor, stood as steady as a mountain. As they approached Angel Island, his excitement grew.
All the meticulous planning, the calculated risks, the seemingly incomprehensible series of actions to outsiders—all of it was for this dream island.
Now that Sky Island was within reach, Yasa's emotions were self-evident.
Looking up, he saw a luminous void above—a white glow at the end of the ring-shaped cloud path. It was impossible to tell what lay ahead.
With a face full of excitement, Yasa prepared to land.
Boom!!!
The Super-Fast Shrimp shot out of the dark cave like a lightning-fast bullet, its tremendous force hurling Yasa skyward. Then, its body veered off course, hurtling straight down.
Thud!
Yasa crashed onto the soft, damp Island Cloud. Gazing at the distant view—beautiful and not much different from his imagination—he finally couldn't contain himself and burst into wild laughter.
"Hahahaha!!"
He covered his forehead, laughing until he was hoarse.
Five years of waiting, pretending to be friendly with the villagers of Jaya Island's fishing village, constantly asking about the Upward Current, carefully calculating the timing, and enduring a near-death experience...
None of that mattered. What mattered was that he had succeeded!
In this life-or-death gamble—to survive the Sea Current and successfully land on Sky Island—Yasa had staked everything. And in the end, he hadn't let his efforts go to waste.
At this moment, he stood on Angel Island's Angel Beach!
Behind him lay the White White Sea, where water and clouds merged together. Ahead stretched a green expanse of vegetation, like a small forest, with dark green pumpkin-shaped fruits hanging from the trees.
Further away stood buildings constructed by Sky Islanders using special methods to process Island Clouds. These structures were no less impressive than skyscrapers.
With eyes and ears alert, Yasa noticed that Angel Beach was completely deserted, creating an atmosphere of serene tranquility.
Yasa's heart swelled with delight. No one around suited his purposes perfectly. Had there been witnesses, he'd have needed to waste time on persuasion or eliminate them entirely.
Until he'd fully integrated with the Sky Islanders, he'd keep his origins from the lower realms a secret.
Unless absolutely necessary, Yasa didn't want to kill indiscriminately.
Though wielding deadly weapons and harboring murderous instincts, Yasa's strength wasn't insignificant. Still, he refused to become like Big Mom—a being beyond reason or communication.
He wanted to build his madness upon his own dreams!
Unless someone annoyed him, that is!
On the vast sea, freedom reigned supreme. Living as one pleased in this lawless world meant anyone who crossed him would face consequences worse than their initial grievance.
At Angel Beach, pumpkin fruits hung from coconut trees.
Their sweet, refreshing juice proved perfect for quenching thirst.
After enjoying several fruits, Yasa relaxed in a nearby pavilion, strategizing his next move.
First, he needed to evade the local authorities—the guardian army of Angel Island, led by Gan Fall, who proclaimed himself God.
Yasa estimated Gan Fall and his Four Priests were at their peak power. As Blue Sea Islanders, their combined bounty likely ranged from 60 million to 80 million.
Though Gan Fall's first appearance in the future would come 27 years later, when he effortlessly defeated a Sea King even Luffy's crew couldn't handle...
That's because Luffy, Zoro, and the others were suffering from altitude sickness. With their oxygen-deprived bodies, they couldn't even muster the strength to move their limbs properly.
Even so, Yasa had no intention of opposing them. Once they became enemies, there would be no peace, and he might even risk his own life.
However, based on the current situation, Gan Fall and the Four Priests should still be on God's Island Apayado. They likely didn't know a Blue Sea Islander had snuck aboard, so they probably wouldn't discover him anytime soon.
During this window of opportunity, Yasa needed to quickly obtain transportation from the Angel Islanders to reach Enel's homeland, Birka Island.
Birka Island lay southeast of Angel Island—a fact anyone with basic knowledge could determine by observing the sunrise and sunset, the growth patterns of trees, and their annual rings.
According to Yasa's memory, if he was correct, few people on Angel Island knew where Birka Island was located. Once he reached Birka Island, he would be relatively safe.
The key point was how to get there!
Swimming wasn't impossible, but the White-White Sea contained many Sea Kings, making accidents highly likely. Plus, the distance wasn't clear.
The best method was a type of transportation called "Waver," similar to a motorcycle, which was both fast and convenient.