And it all comes down to this

The people of his village had long since left it, save for a few that stayed behind to make things look less... suspicious. The reason they had left was that Zachariah had planned something. If he were to ever be attacked, the attackers would be met with nearly no one. The one who could shape the earth was with him. Over the next several days, perhaps even weeks, they underwent a pattern. He would mold the earth, digging into the ground while leaving the surface untouched.Slowly but surely, a large underground cavern would be carved out. Throughout it would be large pillars of rock which supported the surface, preventing any chance of cave in. A full half kilometer or earth stood as the worldly roof to this far fetched room. Whenever the one who molds earth, a summon of Zachariah’s who could change an area to exactly as he wished so long as the had the chakra to do such, would tire of chakra, Zachariah would take him to his realm to rest up for several days in the matter of a single second within the real world. Then he would begin again. Within a short time, the large cavern was filled with buildings carved of stone, pathways smoother than even a sword, large formations of glowing rocks hanging, having been created from the assistance of one of Zachariah’s TMR’s whom had the fire release and another whom had the lightning release, from the ceiling. Several pathways were carved out. A large network of geysers were created, all of which shot up from below the ground, by gaining the assistance of TMR’s with access to the elements of lava and water. They would provide a valuable source of steam for the new location for the sky village, which so ironically was situated under the earth. Large elevator structures were created, getting support from those with wood release, while paper lanterns were scattered throughout, one of the few sources of light available in this land. The lanterns were provided by Zachariah while the TMR’s situated them as they moved. Pipe like structures were carved all throughout the earth, pumping steam from the geysers directly to the places that needed it.That just left the systems that had to be made of metal, which were installed by others at a later time, one that Zachariah made sure to watch over. It was a fully functional metropolis by the time they were done with it. There were fields where food could be grown, lit by the light emitting stones. The only thing left to do was make an entrance. It would have to be hard to find, but easy to open, for the people of his village would be free to come and go as they chose. Well, a simple enough thing could handle. A simple hidden door, perhaps within the trunk of a tree. You would reach it by an elevator. Yes, that would be simple enough. Now, what about bigger things? Well, someone would have to make sure nothing was weird. Place another one of those tree doors next to a much larger one, one where the ground itself opened up. Man it by someone both in and out, the person on the outside just looking like a kid sitting in a forest near a beach. However, in actuality, beneath the beach would be the long, smooth tunnel that led to the village in its home at sea, within an island made by the one who could morph the world before anything else that has been said so far had happened. A steam train was constructed, the tracks made of hard stone, and the parts constructed in a record time. This is where the main village would now reside, the Skyscrapers of old being replaced by buildings growing out of the very ground itself.