Seikatsu arrived at the sky tower, and looked up. The tower was massive, and the top was concealed by the clouds. He unfurled his wings and began flying straight up.
Seikatsu arrived at the top after several hours, and many breaks in between as he was getting used to his wings. Upon arriving Seikatsu found the rumours to be true. He took a moment to note his surroundings and see that the top of the Sky Tower was gorgeous; with a ritual and mural of the sky in a mosaic on the floor. There were no edges at the peak; just flat surface; the griffons, and the clouds.
Seikatsu was able to see all of Fiore from here. He looked off the tower's east side and saw the forest, and Magnolia; and even further off in the distance; there was Clover Lake; and the Inferno Mountains even further still.
Seikatsu switched to the tower's left; and he sew the Sabertooth Guild Hall; nestled in the mountains he was in, far, far down below; the building nothing but a spec from way up there. However, looking straight ahead, Seikatsu beheld the beauty of Fiore's grasslands; the twin cities of Era and Crocus shining in the plains; whether it be day or night.
Too his north, Seikatsu sew the Royal Palace; the home of the Politicians, nestled in the forest; and even saw the gigantic beanstalk from Beanstalk Village piercing the clouds up above as he was, while standing on the Sky Tower; and also Rose Garden, glistening in the distance like a rainbow under a constant enchantment.
To his South, Seikatsu sew the Peace River; and Peace Village; nestled as a tiny spec off in the distant southern grasslands.
Although the beauty is breathtaking; Seikatsu was there for one reason only. The jewel itself is said too grant one the ability too 'learn with one's master once more'... whatever the hell that meant.