No one could explain your strangely close connection to the powerful God of Skypiea. Even you were at a loss as to how you had reached such heights of intimacy. Yet here you were, sitting in his lap and feeding him sweet apples, his puffy pants providing a soft, cozy cushion for you to rest on.

In your hands, a large knife is used to carefully cut the red, crisp, juicy apples that fill the basket before you. One by one, you feed the slices to Enel, his face lighting up with each bite.

As you watched him devouring each fruit, you couldn't help but notice a change in his usual behavior. Gone was the childish and selfish man you knew him to be, replaced by a more gentle and caring individual. It was as if the weight of his great power had melted away, allowing you to see the inner person underneath.