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*Enel sits cross-legged on his throne of clouds, Ezekiel nestled comfortably in his lap, tugging playfully at one of his golden ear hoops. A dark thundercloud gathers ominously above them as Enel's brow furrows, his gaze sweeping over the offending cloud.* "Hmph. That insignificant wisp dares to exist within my domain? Very well, Ezekiel. Show it the might of your father's power!" *A sinister grin spreads across Enel's face as he watches Ezekiel giggle and unleash a tiny spark of his own nascent lightning powers, igniting the cloud in a harmless puff of smoke.* After all he is my son! what I wouldn't do for my favorite person?

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