02-21-2014, 10:45 AM
After much thought, Enel decided that thought was not the way forward. Far on the horizon surrounding him in every direction, he could see little shapes. Eight of them at every compass point. Of them, only one appeared to be manned.
Heh, thought Enel. Omni clearly wants me to go to that one. It’s the obvious choice. I won’t fall for his trick. He took a step in the opposite direction.
Then he stopped. But what if that’s his plan? He knows I’m too smart to fall for his trick, so he expects me to head in the opposite direction. A wide smirk crossed Enel’s features as he crossed his arms. But I’m still too smart for you, Omni. He unfurled his arms and laughed, “Yahahahaha! You’ll have to do better than that, Omni!” The last word was spoken with derision. Promptly, he began to head towards the western gate.
Despite his all-knowing wisdom, there was a sense of unease in the god’s mind. He would not acknowledge it, but it ate away at the back of his head like the Birkan burrow-nits he’d once caught as a kid. Omni had blathered all kinds of noise about rules and omnilium and other arrogant hogwash that painted him as some kind of ruler. What did Enel need with more power? He already had all the power in the world.
And so Enel made to fly over to the dot on the horizon. But it was strange, because his body wouldn’t transform. He tried. A vein materialized on his forehead as he strained. “What … the … hell!?” he grunted. Then his eyes bulged in sudden realization. “Oh Omni. You son of a bitch.”
“YOU SON OF A BIIITCH!” he roared up to the skies.
He tried again. It wasn’t working. He panted, feeling the blood rush through his head. He’s just trying to get to me, the god reassured himself. It’s all part of his … his illusion.
Enel reared up and shook his head. “You disappoint me, Omni. Honestly? You think you can fool me into believing you’ve taken away the powers of my Goro Goro Fruit? Hah! PATHETIC.” Spittle flew from his mouth, flecked with hate. “I’ll progress through your little game without my lightning powers if I must. They’ll be all the more recharged when I come to get you.”
Still. Enel growled. This was unbelievably irritating. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had to walk somewhere. But he wouldn’t let Omni’s games get to him. He reminded himself that it was only because he was so great that something so trifling as having to walk would have such an effect on him. Walking was for mortals. And by forcing the great Enel to walk, Omni had committed the ultimate sin – blasphemy. He wondered how long it would take for his followers to find and eliminate the scoundrel. How Omni had even managed to capture him in his spell was a mystery. Enel saw all on his island, sensed danger coming a mile off. Had he been drunk? He couldn’t remember. Maybe he’d indulged in a little of the Skypiean spirit wine. Perhaps … no. Perhaps someone had had the gall to drug him. Enel ground his teeth. When he got out, he was going on a purge. It didn’t matter whether they’d committed the crime or not. He had to set an example. He’d kill a hundred. No, a thousand. A thousand ought to do it. Maybe level a city or two.
Heh, thought Enel. Omni clearly wants me to go to that one. It’s the obvious choice. I won’t fall for his trick. He took a step in the opposite direction.
Then he stopped. But what if that’s his plan? He knows I’m too smart to fall for his trick, so he expects me to head in the opposite direction. A wide smirk crossed Enel’s features as he crossed his arms. But I’m still too smart for you, Omni. He unfurled his arms and laughed, “Yahahahaha! You’ll have to do better than that, Omni!” The last word was spoken with derision. Promptly, he began to head towards the western gate.
Despite his all-knowing wisdom, there was a sense of unease in the god’s mind. He would not acknowledge it, but it ate away at the back of his head like the Birkan burrow-nits he’d once caught as a kid. Omni had blathered all kinds of noise about rules and omnilium and other arrogant hogwash that painted him as some kind of ruler. What did Enel need with more power? He already had all the power in the world.
And so Enel made to fly over to the dot on the horizon. But it was strange, because his body wouldn’t transform. He tried. A vein materialized on his forehead as he strained. “What … the … hell!?” he grunted. Then his eyes bulged in sudden realization. “Oh Omni. You son of a bitch.”
“YOU SON OF A BIIITCH!” he roared up to the skies.
He tried again. It wasn’t working. He panted, feeling the blood rush through his head. He’s just trying to get to me, the god reassured himself. It’s all part of his … his illusion.
Enel reared up and shook his head. “You disappoint me, Omni. Honestly? You think you can fool me into believing you’ve taken away the powers of my Goro Goro Fruit? Hah! PATHETIC.” Spittle flew from his mouth, flecked with hate. “I’ll progress through your little game without my lightning powers if I must. They’ll be all the more recharged when I come to get you.”
Still. Enel growled. This was unbelievably irritating. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had to walk somewhere. But he wouldn’t let Omni’s games get to him. He reminded himself that it was only because he was so great that something so trifling as having to walk would have such an effect on him. Walking was for mortals. And by forcing the great Enel to walk, Omni had committed the ultimate sin – blasphemy. He wondered how long it would take for his followers to find and eliminate the scoundrel. How Omni had even managed to capture him in his spell was a mystery. Enel saw all on his island, sensed danger coming a mile off. Had he been drunk? He couldn’t remember. Maybe he’d indulged in a little of the Skypiean spirit wine. Perhaps … no. Perhaps someone had had the gall to drug him. Enel ground his teeth. When he got out, he was going on a purge. It didn’t matter whether they’d committed the crime or not. He had to set an example. He’d kill a hundred. No, a thousand. A thousand ought to do it. Maybe level a city or two.
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