Back then, he had still been very young.
Everyone living on Skypiea had wings, parents, and families. Only he had none of those things.
Because of that, Enel's childhood had been filled with hardship.
At first, in order to survive, he could only beg, steal, and rob.
But because he had no wings, he was often bullied by other children.
At first, they had merely thrown stones at him.
Later, it had escalated into vicious beatings.
Whenever those children saw Enel, they would beat him black and blue.
With no other choice, Enel had moved alone into an uninhabited forest.
If things continued like that, he feared that one day, he would be beaten to death.
When he was hungry, he found wild fruit to fill his stomach. When he was tired, he slept in an abandoned shrine.
When his clothes wore out, he made new ones from grass.
Every day, he lived like neither man nor ghost, like a savage.
That life lasted for six years.
Until one day, while searching for fruit, Enel discovered a strange fruit.
After eating it, he gained the power of lightning.
He had always believed it was a gift from the gods.
From that day on, Enel swore that he would make the Sky People who had caused him so much suffering pay the price!
One day, once he had grown tired of playing, he would blast this whole place away with a bolt of thunder.
"No! I am god! The one and only god!"
Enel roared and beckoned toward the distance. A mass of golden liquid gathered in his hand, forming a Golden Trident.
"Thirty Million Volts: Thunder Bird!"
Enel struck the Thunder Drum on his right with the trident, releasing the accumulated lightning. In midair, it formed a phoenix-shaped Thunder Bird