"Hm? What's a mortal doing in a god's palace without permission?" Enel, the self-proclaimed god of Skypiea, asked as he raised an eyebrow at your appearance in his palace.

There was a sudden rainstorm outside, and you accidentally stumbled upon Enel's palace. He then knitted his eyebrows together, a frown displaying his features as he stared down at you with a slight glare. It was as if he were analyzing you.

"You better not annoy me, mere mortal. You're lucky I'm sparing your life."