Enel's strange behavior left everyone—except for Luffy and those who didn't know him before—deeply uneasy.
The way this guy was acting was almost beyond comprehension.
But as time passed, hours slipping by without incident, the crew gradually began to let their guard down. After all, they couldn't just spend all day doing nothing but keeping watch on one man.
Ever since descending from his silver ship, Enel hadn't shown the slightest intention of going back up. Instead, he allowed it to hover quietly above and started wandering casually around Zou.
"This place isn't bad at all," he remarked.
"I could turn it into a new God's Kingdom… what do you think?"
"No way!" Luffy instantly shot back. He had already heard from Zunesha about Zou's origin and would never allow anyone to bring harm to this land.
"Why not?" Enel asked, surprisingly without anger—just confusion.
"This was once the home of another god," Luffy replied simply. "Zunesha wouldn't allow it. And neither will I."
His tone hardened, his expression sharpening into the look of someone ready for a fight.
The moment grew tense. The Straw Hats felt the air around them constrict, beads of sweat forming on their brows.
"Tch."
"If it's not allowed, it's not allowed. What's with the fighting face?"
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Enel just rolled his eyes, grabbed another apple, and started eating.
That reaction stunned the crew more than anything else. One by one, they couldn't help staring at him intently, trying to make sense of it—until Enel shifted uncomfortably under their gazes.
"W–what's with those looks?"
"What the hell happened to you?" someone demanded.
"And more importantly…" Nami leaned forward, eyes gleaming, "where's all the gold?"
True to form, her concern was less about Enel's sudden change of personality and more about the treasure.
Enel froze mid-bite.
Crunch.
He sank his teeth into the apple anyway, then leaned back against a thick tree root. Without his golden drums strapped to his back, he almost looked like a normal man.
Gazing up at the silver ship floating above Zou, his eyes clouded with a heavy mixture of memory and pain.
"At first, I longed for the Endless Earth…" he began.
And so, Enel began recounting the tale of what had happened after leaving Skypiea.
After Luffy had knocked him out and the Straw Hats departed, Enel returned briefly to Apayado and repaired the damaged Ark Maxim. Once the ship was restored, he felt no attachment left to Skypiea and set sail for the world he dreamed of—the Endless Earth.
But the journey was brutal. He nearly perished in the freezing void of space.
By sheer will, he survived and at last set foot on that endless land.
Yet it was nothing like his dreams. The place was deathly cold, and his already frail body grew even weaker.
On the brink of death, a group of tiny beings appeared. They carried him into an underground city and healed his body.
At first, he was ecstatic that his dream had come true. But the endless solitude soon became unbearable, and he decided to return to the Blue Planet.
When he went looking for his Ark again, he found it dismantled—reduced to useless scraps by those tiny beings. Not even a third of it remained intact.
They chattered endlessly in their strange tongue, but he couldn't understand a word. Despair set in. With no way back, Enel sank into a long period of isolation, frustration, and self-abandonment in that underground city.
One day, by chance, he discovered a notebook. In it were records of the city's construction and purpose. That revelation reignited his spirit. He began studying its history and technology.
Gradually, he learned to decipher their written language. Though he still couldn't understand their speech, he managed to communicate with them through gestures.
From his studies, he discovered why his Ark had been dismantled—gold was a rare resource on the Endless Earth. Long ago, its mines had been depleted, and the people who once lived there had abandoned it.
The truth hit him hard: the land he had idolized for so long was, in reality, a barren, forsaken wasteland.
Still, from the ancient texts, he found a method to leave. Driven by that hope, he gathered what resources he could and began building a new Ark. For power, he used his own lightning, forcing himself to push his Devil Fruit abilities to their limits.
Over countless years, he finished the ship and brought with him the little automatons who had once saved him from death. The underground city they lived in was called Bika.
The name startled him. His own homeland in the sky had also been called Bika. Two places, worlds apart, yet sharing the same name—he couldn't believe it was coincidence.
But his original Bika was already destroyed by his own hand. Any answers it held were lost forever.
So he fixed his sights on the only other lead from that notebook: the ones who had first come to the seas below. There were two clues—Bika, now gone, and the Shandians of Jaya, descendants of another Endless Earth people.
It dawned on him: his own ancestors may have been from that land as well.
Long years of solitude had stripped him of any real desire to be "God." When he said it now, it was more habit than conviction.
What he truly wanted was to find someone who could understand history—someone who could tell him who he really was.
Most of all, he longed to know why his people had once torn off his wings. What had he done wrong to deserve that?
"This guy…"
The crew listened in stunned silence. Their jaws hung slack.
This lunatic really had gone to the moon.
"It sounds ridiculous—even to me," Enel admitted with a shrug. "But it's the truth."
Their disbelief didn't bother him in the slightest.
The Straw Hats, on the other hand, wanted nothing more than to smack him.
Are you kidding us? You went to the actual moon!
But it was only frustration—they didn't act on it.
"What an extraordinary journey," Robin said at last, recovering her composure. She lifted her gaze toward the silver ship hovering above them, her eyes narrowing on the ancient script carved into its underside.
"I think I know where you'll find your answers."
"Where?" Enel asked at once, eyes blazing with sudden excitement.
"Ghidora," Robin replied.
"Ghidora?" Enel repeated, brow furrowed. "Why?"
The name tugged at something in his memory, though he couldn't place it.
Robin only smiled faintly. Raising a hand, she pointed toward the massive slab-like structure attached to the bottom of the ship. Its surface was covered in dense lines of ancient script.
"Ah…"
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