Just to point out that the MC will have a less prideful and psychotic canon-Enel personality. Meaning he'll still be a somewhat arrogant hedonist, like most people suddenly thrust into absolute power, but not reaching the point of a god complex and complete lack of human empathy, like OG Enel... Well, probably not at least.

So, if you wanted a machiavellian conqueror or an upstanding hero of justice, I'm telling you now, it won't be this.

This is 10 years before canon starts (in canon this events would happen 8 years before the canon start, but I wanted a bit more time to develop things in a more realistic pace).

I don't understand, I went to bed as I did every other day. In my normal, everyday bed, alone in my own home, SO WH-

"Enel-sama, it's everything okay?"

I closed my eyes to recompose myself. As I was saying before being so rudely interrupted, WHY AM I IN A GOLDEN HAMMOCK?! WHY IS A MANGOAT WAKING ME UP?! AND WHY IS HE KNEELING?!

"Enel-sama, are you okay?" said mangoat asked in a shaky voice, as if afraid -no, I know he's afraid- "You've being staring at me for the last 10 minutes" it mumbled.

Focusing on it, I managed to see it was not as goat like as I first believed.

There was no fur, just tanned skin, the horns were small and straight up from his forehead, the long, downward nose and large buckle teeth didn't helped him though.

It seemed to be just a guy that looked like a goat, had weird goat like ears and some strange horns... Wait, are those wings? What the hell is that?

And, most importantly, the real reason I was desperately trying to distract myself from with this inner "what is this goat-like being?" monologue:

WHY THE HELL CAN I TASTE THIS GUY'S THOUGHTS?! AND WHY IS IT SO LOUD?!

Much scarier and confusing than this strange creature waking me up, was that I could currently feel/see/hear/taste a bunch of people "talking". I wasn't sure how to accurately describe it, but it was definitely overwhelming.

Sure hope I'm not hearing voices. Seeing strange angel like goatmen and hearing voices in my head doesn't say much good about my sanity.

And for some reason I was just sure about the meaning of the voices/feelings/smells.

I could feel the goat-being strange mixture of love (liking?adoration?) and terror (that one was easier to recognize) as he looked at me, who was still staring wordlessly at him.

And then there was the raging rainbow of differing emotions and thoughts drilling into my head from what felt like a whole damn city. Which was so overwhelming I couldn't make head or tails out of it.

It was a constantly shifting and raging sea, battering into my head. The voices of those closest to me rang far stronger, and its roar of anxiety, fear and excitement blurred the rest of my perception.

I could sense far more than I could comprehend, it felt like tens of thousands of voices screaming endlessly at me. Giving me a headache that I desperately tried to wipe away massaging my temple.

It took a whole 2 minutes of silence for me to gather myself. The still kneeling goatman thankfully not interrupting.

Okay, okay... I think I managed to get a handle at this, the voices in my head aren't telling me to burn everyone anymore, I can ignore the background noise/feeling/taste of them murmuring. Despite how disturbing the... tingling in the back of my brain was.

Being able to properly hear my own thoughts for the first time since waking up, I did a quick recap: went to bed as usual and then was suddenly woken up by this strange goatguy bursting in this tent that I did not go to sleep in screaming about some village elder delivering his answer about whatever.

More importantly, this weird guy -whom I was now kinda recognizing the character design of- called me Enel.

Now to check just one last thing.

Getting up, I moved past the still kneeling goatman to the entrance of the strange, overly golden decorated tent.

Sticking my head outside of the surprisingly smooth leather of the entry flap I was greeted by a sight that while I was kinda of expecting still took the air out from me, smooth white fluffy clouds spread like an endless ocean before me. A smaller sea of tanned and light blue tents doting said ocean.

I probably would've been stuck in awe of it for hours, walking among the clouds and seeing sights no human should be able to without an airplane.

Unfortunately, a crowd of goat and normal people screaming your name as they stampede in your direction was enough to snap anyone out of cloud watching mood.

I ducked back behind the tents flap, hoping that running from the problem would solve it for a change. From the sudden quietening outside, it worked, at least as long as I forcibly ignored the feelings that blared at me from the crowd that I could still hear -normal hear this time- outside of the tent.

Made mostly of anxiety, fear and some excitement, an unknown part of me automatically translated despite my attempts of ignoring them.

I stood there for a second, facing the tent's entrance, and did the only thing I could think of, pinched myself real hard... Yeah, still here.

My strangely long ears made a lot more sense. I really was Enel, the character from One Piece, the asshole with a god complex and one of the most powerful Devil Fruits in the series.

Taking a deep breath, I realize that what I needed the most right now was information, might as well try get what I can from the guy that barged in and woke me into my new life.

Quietly clearing my throat-

"HRKGNF!"

I addressed the goatman.

"So, why have you awoken me so suddenly?" There, rude and higher-than-thou enough to be Enel(ish) like, while not being assholy enough to make me want to barf.

My voice was deeper than I remembered, don't remember if it was Enel's voice in the show. Probably.

The goatman turned to face me while still kneeling -was I supposed to tell him to stand up?-.

"Your Holiness, an emissary from Birka has finally arrived with an answer to your demands."

It was amazing the goatman managed to say that as clearly as he had. He was shaking from head to toe and I could literally taste his fear in the air.

"Oh? And might you remind me, what were the demands?" That's it, put a tone of mystery about it and no one will bat an eye at the strange questions. Well, the worship like adoration and bone chilling fear that I could feel from the guy probably helped.

Thankfully, it's not like One Piece characters were known for their perception and wit.

"Your Holiness made the most reasonable demand that the tribes of Birka accept you as their rightful overlord, outlaw the worship of the old Birkan Sky Father, destroy their old temples and the build new ones in your holy image on the old sacred grounds. That, along with the measly tribute of 2 tons of gold."

...Wow, yeah, completely reasonable.

What scared me the most was that I could feel/taste/smell the sincerity on the kneeli- oh, wait, he's full on kowtowing now- goatman. He truly believed those demands to be reasonable and just.

Okay, okay. I got this, I'm just suddenly in a world that I always believed to be just a story, at an island amongst the clouds, surrounded by fanatics that believe me to be god and just got asked how to deal with a major political situation.

And if what I remembered from Skypiea's arc about Enel destroying his home island was right, then I'm pretty sure what is the Birkan response and how Enel solved that denial in canon...

Okay, maybe I don't got this! I wasn't planning for this, today was supposed to be a lazy sunday with nothing to do! I was planning to watch a dumb movie and then take a nap at 16h dammit!

I'm just surprised that I managed to maintain a poker face during this whole inner tantrum. Not that it made any difference, the goatman was still kowtowing.

…

…

Screw it, I don't understand what's happening, no idea how I got here, but I want to deal with this as soon as possible so I can properly panic and take my damn 16h nap.

Worst case scenario, since I'm Enel, I should be able to fry anyone not made of rubber.

Turning back from the kowtowing tutorial mission giver, I move to the entrance flap, take one deep breath and I'm past it. Outside my small zone of peace.

Hope the guy takes the clue he can get up after I leave. The fear/adoration I still feel from him made me doubt it.

As soon as I stepped outside I was surrounded.

While fleeing to my tent had stopped the stampede, it didn't stop its members -a gallery of goatmen, goatwomen and a few normal eared people, all winged- from surrounding my tent. And, as soon as I left it, surrounding me.

It was packed of people and, consequently, emotions.

I could feel the ocean of thoughts pressing down on me. Luckily, the same fear present on my old friend -kneeling goatguy wake-up alarm-, was present amongst everyone on the crowd. Luckily because it stops them from both crowding me too much or actually asking the questions I could hear on the back of their heads.

Oh, they were now imitating my first goatman experience, the crowd suddenly dropped to their knees. The more enthusiastic few kowtowing like my buddy back at the tent.

Considering they made a single path as they knelt, and that I forgot to ask my tutorial mission giver for directions, I decided to head through the path made at my right and hope that's around where said emissary's at. This all still felt way too much like a dream.

Now, where-

I was going to ask where the emissary could be, but he has to be the gigantic man that I could see from here and was the only person still standing. Also the one I could sense to be the strongest around. Besides me... probably.

And that sudden rush of information, lead me to discovering that this sense for emotion apparently also serves as a sonar and power level scouter. Being able to know the position and strength of those around me.

No, gigantic emissary first, panic and making sense of what has to be mantra/observation haki later.

Besides, it was hard to ignore the gigantic emissary to begin with, not for his size, but because of the hate filled glare I could sense as I moved towards him along the path made from kneeling people.

I could hear/see/taste what he wanted to do, it was not pretty.

As I moved closer, working to keep my calm under the steady stream of hatred and silent death threats, I got close enough that I stopped just sensing the glare and could see it.

A familiar face set in a heavy frown looked at me as future Supernova, Urouge, the Mad Monk, stared down his mortal enemy. Me. Wonderful.

He had come alone, another sign of the rather obvious answer from the Birkans to Enel's outrageous offer. But there were visible signs of recent, hurriedly treated injuries all over his body. Considering the setting, I was probably the cause.

I suppose it should have been obvious, there was the whole fan-theory on him being from Birka, which would imply a vendetta against Enel, who destroyed said Birka in canon.

I stopped in front of the younger possible Supernova, forcibly ignoring the obviously eavesdropping still kneeling spectators and the rage radiating from Urouge.

"I hear your people have come to a decision?" That's it, keep it fear free and assholy...

Wow, I could hear the muscles crunching from how hard Urouge is frowning right now. Could swear he was always smiling in the show.

"We have" he said in a gravely voice "Birka will never bow the demand of demented tyrants. We refuse your insulting terms!"

I could feel the tensions spiking in the air right now. Literally, I could feel as Urouge and all the spectators around me tensed in a mix of fear, anxiety, anger and anticipation. Even the Monk radiating fear despite his clear will to fight.

"Hm, I see." No, I don't. "In any other occasion I would punish you for such disrespect." No, I wouldn't.

Now I could see Urouge's muscles tensing, they were visibly bulging in preparation for a fight.

I let the silence stir for a minute, the tension growing with every second. It wasn't anything voluntary or dramatic, I just had no idea what to say.

"I have a dream." Yeah, go all Martin Luther King on their asses "In it, all of Skypiea was united, bettering this Cloud of ours instead of this civil war we have been fighting for the last ten generations." Skypiea was at war for some four/five hundred years, right?

I could feel the confusion of the crowd, doubt Enel was ever the "let's save the people" type of guy. Hope it was that, and not that I remembered it all wrong and it has actually been thousands of years of peace and I was sounding insane with this whole civil war talk.

Just roll with it, so far no one called me out so far at least. Most likely because of the fear present in all of them, even if Urouge tries to hide it. Buy hey, it benefits me, so I'm not questioning it.

"This White Sea of ours is vast, it is beautiful, but it's also covered in blood..."

They probably thought it was a dramatic pause, it's just hard to make up a bullshit speech as you go. Seriously, what the hell am I talking about? What the hell is going on? I looked at the sky for a second, hoping for respite, instead I saw a balloon octopus floating by and waving at me. Fuck all of this so hard.

Continuing before it went from dramatic pause to "he's having a stroke".

"With great power comes an equally great responsibility." Now I'm just throwing quotes at them and hoping it makes sense. "I've been blessed with the greatest of powers in this sky of ours, or does anyone disagrees?"

Really no idea where I'm going with this. Thankfully, no one interrupts and disagrees, not even Urouge.

"So, with an unquestionable power such as this one, isn't it my responsibility to stop the violence that so plagued our home?" I asked Urouge and the audience, still having no idea where I'm taking this or what to do if they answer.

The silence remains and grow stifling as every winged human kneeling looks amongst themselves, seeing if anyone is going to answer so they could remain quiet. Urouge, the only one besides me still standing, just looks at me with his still frowning face, unchanged since the start of my monologue.

He couldn't hide his heart from me though. There was still a lot of anger, but some curiosity now to.

I don't know where to take this now... 400 years of war, great power, great responsibility, stop the violence... Now, what?! I needed to give them a plan on how I'm going to do what I just said I should do it... Come on brain, don't disappoint me now!

As the silence stretched for minutes, the kneeling people all shifting uncomfortable in their positions, Urouge decides to be an asshole and not give me more time to think.

"And how do you intend to stop four centuries of war? Many have attempted, but it just exchanged one type of violence for another."

He stared fearlessly into my eyes, I stared back -hopefully as fearlessly- into his.

Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap... One of the benefits of a brain made solely of lightning is that while I panicked internally for what felt like 30 minutes, just half a minute passed with me saying nothing.

It was also what gave me the time to stop panicking, reaching around and trying to gather an answer from the thoughts flowing around me. With such a heavy question the audience gotta be thinking about ways to foster the peace between the people...

"If I scurry away quietly enough, maybe they won't notice and I can get that last piece of cake in the kitchen tent."

"Man, the ass on this girl kowtowing in front of me. Gotta catch her face later."

"Hmm, I shouldn't have wore these pants today. They are nice pants, now their knees will be ruined from all this kneeling."

"Bet I could take on this Urouge guy, asshole thinks just cause he's the strongest of the warrior monks he's all that. I could take him..."

"Tuturutu, tururutu, tuturututuuuturu, turururu..."

"Hmm, the main point of contention is the intrinsic value of the Upper Yard as the main agricultural producer on the White-Sea. After forcing an armistice, the first thing to do would be working out alternative food sources to remove the principal reason for every non Shandians wanting that piece of Vearth so much. I read that-"

Okay, finally, a voice that didn't made me lose hope in mankind.

I mean, if most of them believe me to be God -and, unfortunately, I can sense enough to be sure that they do- you imagine they would be curious or at least attentive when said God is talking about world changing plans.

Moving towards the Voice that kept mumbling increasingly more complicated plans on sky fish farming, cloud island fertilization and the Speedy Shrimps' cargo carrying potential, ignoring the thoughts and mumbling of others. I eventually stopped in front of a kneeling ball of hair, the kneeling crowd having shuffled around to make a path as I walked.

Closer to the origin of the only Voice around thinking some sound sounding ideas, I ordered the mumbling ball of hair to stand up. The hair ball froze for a second, not having noticed my approach, immersed as he was in his own thoughts, before complying.

Taking a moment to look at him, the ball of hair analogy turned out to be very correct, as when he stood up, it revealed a head covered by full puffy jet black hair and an equally puffy but even more full beard. Even the forehead was somewhat covered by thick eyebrows. What little of his face was visible, showed hard lines in a serious face.

But even if his face was impassive, his Voice revealed how nervous he was on suddenly being the focus of Enel's attention.

I opened my mouth to ask his name, but I knew the name of the Voice. I closed my mouth for a second, then opened and continued as if nothing had gone on.

"Come along, Gode." Ignoring the magnified confusion I felt from the hairy man, I turned around, making my way back through the clear path made by the shuffling of the still kneeling people.

Didn't need to turn to sense him following me, and didn't need to be able to sense to see the confusion growing in the crowd.

"It's true that I have been blessed with great power, power that could make or break the White Sea as we know it. But I won't lie that I have all the answers."

I said loudly as I walked back to the clearing, stopping in front of a curious Urouge, a reluctant Gode behind me.

"I have enough power to take a stand and bring both factions to a stop. After this temporary peace is arranged though, how can lightning feed a family? How can an all knowing Mantra heal the sick?"

There are was a murmur of Voices, I could hear mentally as the zealots were confused when confronted by their God saying he wasn't omnipotent.

"That's why I shall not do those things."

Once more the murmur heightened, most tensed and got anxious, some tensed and got excited, Urouge tensed and was currently thinking if he could crush my face before I could turn into lightning.

He couldn't.

"Thankfully, I won't need to." I continued, before Urouge thought I was just saying I will just subjugate everyone and screw it. Previous Enel probably gave that vibe.

Taking a step back, I clapped the back of the hairy creature named Gode, the smaller man stumbling forward from the clap as I went on.

"Though I might be the most powerful above the clouds, I can't say I'm the most knowledgeable about farming, diplomacy and economics. That is why, after I force the violence to stop with my power, I shall make use of Gode, and others like him."

Now when I went quiet, there was an actual quiet murmur, people curious enough to talk out loud and risk a smiting. I mean, I wouldn't actually smite them, but I could hear that they believed Enel would.

Though I couldn't understand what they were talking about in their actual whispers, I could always hear their Voices.

The surprise was divided between two facts. Me, Enel, admitting that I couldn't do something. And Gode being put so in the spotlight, apparently he wasn't that popular.

"This war started because of an agricultural problem." Hey, no idea, but going from Hairball's thoughts, apparently so. "Gode here has some interesting ideas on fish farming and mass Sky Island fertilization."

I didn't need my mantra to see the Hairball lock in nervousness, and my mantra told me he was currently thinking almost as fast as my own lightning made brain on the various issues with his ideas.

Still, they seemed sound, guess Hairball has a confidence issue, or just worries a lot. Hopefully the later, cause so far I intend to throw him at anything I can't solve with "more lightning".

There was a tense silence, even their Voices were quiet for a change. Apparently, Enel saying someone else could maybe do something better than himself was shocking.

…

Now I didn't know what to say, I never had to deal with populist politics. Much less anime sky kingdoms religious populist policies.

…

As the silence stretched one more, I got ready to push through, when Urouge thankfully helped out.

"That is it? You should be the new God because you have that barely developed plan, if you can call it that?" The large monk asked.

I was just impressed One Piece natives actually cared about proper planning, they never seemed that cautious/thoughtful to me during the anime and manga. Probably a result of seeing things with Luffy as the main character. Still, that was at least an easy issue to solve.

"No. I'm the strongest and I will be God of Skypiea, that I have a reasonable economic plan is just a bonus." Okay, a bit more threatening than I wanted to sound, but basically that was the argument.

Apparently Enel had already attacked the island, so it's not like I can just say it was all a joke and call it a day.

The tense silence came back and stretched as me and the Mad Monk had a staring contest. I could feel his doubt, curiosity, wish to punch my face in and, fortunately, some interest. Mostly wishing to cave my face though.

Time to get this over with, so I can finally panic in peace.

"You-" I started, before being interrupted.

"You're strong. Stronger than any other enemy I faced so far. That is true." The large monk started, audible gasps heard from the crowd, probably not used to me -Enel- being interrupted and lightning not smiting whoever did it.

Still, I decided to hear the possible Supernova, despite the urge to throw millions of volts at him. No idea if it was a remnant from Enel or due to my own lack of patience at this entire bizarre situation.

"But do you expect me and every other Birkan to forget about yesterday's attack? You destroyed most of the city! We're still counting the casualties..." The monk said with a serious face, the interest dimming and anger rising as he remembered what apparently were yesterday's big events.

… Well, crap.

Okay, okay. Apparently the not me Enel had just finishing a murder spree before I hijacked this body... I mean, I knew he had attacked Birka. I don't know what I expected. But how the hell am I suppose to deal with that?! What do I say to the greatest warrior of a nation I apparently just burned the hometown of?

The tense silence settled in once again. With no idea on how to proceed, I stared at the Mad Monk's enraged eyes, thankfully able to keep eye contact with the mad martial artist. Hopefully keeping a good poker face, not showing my internal panic and cluelessness at the situation.

In the tense silence of the stare down, I desperately tried to feel around with my new sixth sense in hope to find something, anything that could help me out.

Not sure if it was a panic induced hallucination or if it was my mantra answering. But I saw- no, I knew a scene. I watched through flashes as the other Enel flew above a colorful small city, full of goatpeople. A thunder like voice booming through the city... Mostly talking about how great he was, then a casual request/order of full subservience and declaring him their God.

Then came the expected scream of denial, from the mouth of my point of view, beneath the floating God Complex. Then flashes of violence. And then the image crumbled and a massive headache came in its place.

Okay, apparently I can also see/live memories? Was that through mantra or my Devil Fruit's ability to read electric pulses?

Lightly shaking my head to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts and the headache, I made sure to make it slow enough to look like I was just nodding disapprovingly.

Regardless of how I could do this mind reading thing, it gave me one important piece of information. One I could make an argument of it. A crappy one, but hey, better than the nothing I had before it.

"I did give all of you a chance. I arrived peacefully, informed you of my intentions, and made more reasonable demands, did I not?" I asked in a surprisingly calm voice.

Hopefully so calm because of my own apparently amazing acting skills, not because of any remaining sociopathy and overwhelming arrogance from Enel.

As a surprise to no one, the weak and arrogant answer did not help the guy who was probably digging innocents and corpses out of the dirt and debris mere minutes ago. The teeth grinding, heavy frown and bulging neck veins were signs of anger that one didn't need mantra to perceive.

"You went in a spiel about your supposed divinity and demanded our complete obedience! How are those reasonable demands?!" The Monk roared, clearly out of patience.

The gigantic monk came closer to me, towering over my own superhuman height. As I froze with what I thought it was my first death threatening situation, I wasn't able to stop the warrior from grabbing my neck.

In the end I froze for nothing.

When the larger man attempted to close his hand around my windpipe, instead of me slowly asphyxiating to death, my neck turned into lightning, the electricity traveling over the monk's giant arm and bringing the warrior to his knees, all without me moving a finger.

I looked on as Urouge kneeled, hand still held closed on the visible electric current where my neck should be. I could be thinking about the impressive show of will and strength as the Monk managed to keep his hold on to... technically my neck, despite who knows how many million volts were running through him at the moment.

Instead, I was trying to figure out how the hell I was breathing. Ignoring the Monk, I focused on my breathing, seeing my chest rise and fall with every breath, despite the fact that my neck was pure energy at the moment.

Then I stopped breathing... and it made no difference, the chest rising had been just a reflex, I wasn't really breathing to begin with.

Before I could get over the newest addition to today's growing mountain impossibilities, I was removed from my thoughts by the loud thud of Urouge passing out, letting go of the space where my neck and falling face first to the ground.

…

The by now familiar tense silence stretched as the kowtowing worshipers squirmed, unsure of what to do about the Monk's assassination attempt. If one could call it that.

As I took a deep -unnecessary- breath, my neck returning to its normal shape, there was feeling of lightness in my chest and I suddenly wanted to laugh. I just knocked out the strongest warrior of Birka and a future Supernova by doing nothing while he tried to kill me.

Though I held it in to not sound insane, I suddenly understood a bit of Enel's character. And that scared me less than it should. No one in the White-White Sea knew Armament Haki, only mantra. And there was no rubber or Sea-Stone here too. I was virtually invincible in my little pond.

And even out of the pond there wasn't much that could face me.

Closing my eyes I could briefly feel the millions upon millions of volts that made up my very body, even if I couldn't control it properly, I knew I could just unleash it. It would probably be enough to kill all my thousands of followers. All of this with no training.

This really isn't the kind of power a person should have, least of all at Skypiea. At least at the Blue Seas there are other monsters to counter balance each other.

Looking at my right hand, I briefly willed my power to focus there. It took a while to get a proper feel on what was the power, but the moment I reached into what felt like a new phantom arm that was spread all over my body, -it was hard to properly explain- it was there.

My hand lightened up in a shower of blue sparks as thousands- no, millions of volts passed through it, and I marveled over my own new power, turning around the arm made up of enough energy to light up a town.

The wave of tension that hit me from the Voices of the knelt crowd took me out of my power induced boner. The sparks disappearing from my arm.

I looked at the crowd, still on their knees, but now also looking in awe at my shining arm trick. Seriously? I knew Devil Fruits were also a thing up here, Gan Fall had a Bird-Zoan horse... or a Horse-Zoan bird. One of the two.

Still, out of my trance, the wish to not have to deal with all of this settled in once again, so I took charge of the situation before this could get even more complicated.

"Take him to a tent so he may rest." I boomed out at the crowd, my voice surprisingly loud. And walked away before the kneeling crowd could questi-

"Your Holiness..." One of the actual normal looking men stood from the crowd and spoke before I could escape. Damn him.

The guy looked vaguely familiar, a head of short, shaved dark hair on a rough but common face. When I reached with my mantra, to grasp his name, much like I did Gode, it told me why he seemed so familiar. It was one of Enel's lieutenants in canon.

"What is it Ohm?" I said, keeping my voice as aloof as I could.

This guy was one of canon Enel's lieutenants. Even if the God of Skypiea never seemed that close to anybody, it would be better to keep some guard around a guy that might properly know this body's former owner.

"I know that it is not my place to question your magnificence. But your holiness told us just yesterday how you knew the Birkans would not accept the demands, and how the example in freeing them would pave the way to the subjugation of the entirety of the White-White Sea." The man said, a serious look in his face.

But his Voice told me his true feelings. Confusion, disappointment, betrayal. And he wasn't the only one feeling it. It seems some did want the destruction of their old homeland. And the freeing part, what?... I think he had some emo "life is pain, death is freedom" mentality in canon. Barely remember the guy to be honest.

Still he was waiting for an answer, and I could feel/hear/sense the crowd around me eavesdropping, oozing anxiety, excitement, hope, tiredness.

I think a worryingly amount of them were excited about the prospect of annihilating their former home-island. Hopefully it was more about me not knowing how to properly identify feeling through mantra and not that I'm surrounded by a personality cult made up of psychopaths.

Considering this body's former owner was a megalomaniac psychopath, the odds of the second option are dangerously high.

Avoiding the sudden worry about being eaten alive to gain my power by my own followers, or whatever it was that psychopathic cults do, I once again tried to store my panic to deal with this as fast as possible. Without frying everyone in my vicinity.

All this inner monologue would normally cause a far too much a delay in the conversation, thankfully, my lightning brain made it so I was looking as he finished his second slow-mo blink when I decided on what to say.

""The attack yesterday should already be enough of a warning. I shall give Birka one more chance, as I showed them the stick yesterday, I shall try the carrot tomorrow." Not the best excuse, but I think they would take to it better than: "I don't really understand what's going on and would just rather not to destroy Birka."

There was a quiet murmur, from what I got most didn't understand my carrot/stick analogy, there are no carrots on the White-White Sea apparently. Crap. Should've kept quiet, not like I actually needed to explain myself, Enel didn't seem like the type to.

Well, bailing before someone asks another question.

I was sure Enel could fly, both from canon and Urouge's flashes of memories. Closing my eyes and ignoring the crowd around me to focus on the feeling I channeled to my arm minutes earlier, I stood still for about a full a minute.

First the sparks started covering my entire body, I think someone said something on the crowd, but I was too focused. Then, once I was unseeable under the shining blue sparks, I attempted to force the energy upwards.

Unfortunately, instead of flying upwards a tower of lighting rose up, blinding everyone around me in a flash of blue.

As I looked at the cleared sky, the previously there clouds pushed away by million's of volts. But I remained on the ground cloud. Clouds above clouds were confusing, but considering everything else about the situation, there were far more confusing things to worry about.

The crowd was almost complete panic about now. Reaching around the crowd I saw that most believed I was going to smite Ohm for the whole questioning me thing, that most believed that I would so with wide area attacks that would kill the surrounding worshipers and both wanted to run but didn't want to attract attention.

Seriously, how arbitrary was OG Enel that his followers had this image of him?

Shaking off the waves of emotions and thoughts from the crowd and my subconscious attempt of properly remembering the Skypiea Arc, I once more focused on my powers. Deciding to ignore my cult for now.

Instead of trying to throw it up, I attempted to focus the energy into my legs, making them transform into pure energy. After almost a minute of focus, I managed something Enel probably did by reflex, turning everything below the belt to pure energy.

Ignoring the instinctual panic of "where is my dick?!" I attempted to jump, and... I zapped some hundred feet into the air. There was a brief panic at the unknown feeling of lightness, before the calm came back and I managed to hold myself in the air.

It was an awkward thing, I attempted to stay still in the air and automatically returned to my more humane shape, falling, before turning myself into energy and jumping up again. It was much harder to stay still than moving through the air.

Zapping around the sky, I lost myself in the freedom of flying through the skies at faster than mach speed.

Before I realized I was already far from the camp of my followers, not able to see or sense the mass of people that apparently believe this body's previously completely sociopathic owner to be God.

Letting myself fall from my high above the clouds' clouds height, my accelerated brain let my look around somewhat calmly while enjoying that free-dive that I was never really curious about.

Being able to fly was awesome, but now that it's immediate high passed, the realization I was in a place that shouldn't exist and in a body that wasn't mine hit once again.

Seeing a small island in the cloud sea (or what I hope was an island, the difference between ground cloud and sea ground was subtle) on the distance, I decided to head to it.

Turning mid-air, I transformed my lower half into energy and jumped again, aimed at the island.

I stopped myself before I touched the ground, keeping myself still in the air for one second before accidentally turning physical and falling feet first to the ground, that was now a couple of centimeters beneath me.

Still, just by getting close to the ground as the mass of burning energy I was a second ago had scorched the surface and disintegrated the vegetation closest to the landing zone.

Walking away from the ground-zero of my landing, I crossed to the other -unburnt- side of the tiny island. Sitting on the fluffy ground, I did a quick summary of my situation.

I'm in a world that's supposed to be fiction, in the middle of the clouds and apparently took over the body of the place's most overpowered asshole while he started his sky domination plans, and now have to deal with whatever that entails. And I have a personality cult around me.

I let out a heavy sigh as I looked up. I could run from my cult and the Birkan situation, not only they can't catch up to me, if they did, they couldn't beat me... I probably wouldn't bail out though, with no rubber or Sea-Stone, I'm even more overpowered here than normal.

Way better than going down and having to deal with the Government and the Yonko.

I looked at the majesty of the sun shinning over a vast cloud sea, a strange sky sea-serpent jumping out to complete the picturesque scene.

Finally alone with my thoughts and with such a beautiful scenario in front of me, there was only one thing I could do.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Yes, he failed pretty hard at negotiations, if someone woke you up in the middle of the sky and told you to deal with diplomatically subjugating people that hate you and that you know nothing about, you would to. Probably, or you have some Usopp level lying/luck.

As Enel's side story has he space traveling to the moon with no protection, him not needing to breath is canon. There is a whole discussion if Logia user's need to breath, I'm going with "if the element doesn't need air to survive, the user doesn't need it to." Pure energy doesn't.

Probably unnecessary explanation about the speed. The build up of a lightning strike is actually about mach-1 speed, but it's made up of various smaller and faster jumps, in a step ladder like construct. Enel would supposedly travel at the speed of said smaller jumps, thus "faster than mach speed". The speed of the jumps themselves vary a lot, so I kept vague. Probably unnecessary, cause if One Piece took speed seriously Kizaru would just murder everyone.