The Fire of Shandora:
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"'Hold our true ambitions in your heart and speak not of them'," the Shandian Chief recited as a young Wyper, Kiko, Kamakiri, Braham and Genbo stood in front of him. Laki listened from behind a column nearby. "'We are the weavers of history.' Those are the words that were written on a Poneglyph eight hundred years ago."
"Poneglyph?" Kiko repeated as he sat on the ground in front of the other boys and scratched the side of his face with the nails on his foot like a dog.
"Yes," the Chief confirmed, "And when those who sought to steal the stone revealed themselves, the Shandian Warriors of the City of Gold fought bravely to protect it."
"Did they succeed?" Wyper asked.
"Yes, they did," the Chief answered, "However, the battle took its toll and a great many warriors died that day. Those few who survived vowed to become guardians of the stone. They kept watch over the city and the sacred Poneglyph they swore to defend to the death."
"And you say that's the true story of our ancestors?" Kiko questioned.
"But then the island and City of Gold were taken away to Skypeia four hundred years ago," Kamakiri spoke up.
"Since then it's been under Skypeian control," Braham noted.
"Our ancestors fought to their last breath to defend that island," Wyper resolved.
"And then it was taken away!" Genbo exclaimed.
The Chief nodded. "The Upper Yard. That is our homeland. But at the same time it alone holds a history that has disappeared into the darkness of time. Even though it is under the control of the Skypeians now, we must never allow the fire of the proud City of Shandora to die."
Wyper more than the other boys took those words to heart and they shaped him into the intense and almost fanatical warrior that he had become.
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"Did... we win?" a scorched Kiko asked as he staggered back into the clearing and saw Wyper and Y/N standing over the fallen form of God Eneru.
"Looks like it," Y/N noted as he crouched to study Eneru closely. "His heart's not beating. Nice hit, bazooka-guy."
"Koff!" Wyper's response was to cough up blood.
"I guess it took its toll on you though," Y/N noted. "So... this city is your homeland?"
"Four hundred years ago it was," Wyper answered. "Now I'll give you and the rest of your crew of Blue Sea Dwellers until I regain the feeling in my arm to leave the land of my ancestors before you get the same treatment as him."
Nami suddenly rushed out from behind the ruins she'd been hiding behind and dashed over to two that had fallen. "Robin! Gan Fall! Oh no..."
Bzzzt! A bright light suddenly flashed from the middle of Eneru's chest and for less than a second bathed his body in a bright glow.
Skish! Y/N quickly jumped away from Eneru while Zoro, Nami, Wyper and Kiko all stared in surprise as Eneru's chest started to spark over and over again. Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!
"It can't be..." Nami gasped. "He's... restarting his own heart!"
Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! The light in Eneru's chest continued to pulse like a defibrillator and eventually managed to restore the previously dead God's heartbeat.
Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! The light continued to pulse as Eneru slowly sat up and then got back up to his feet.
"Zombie!" Y/N yelped in alarm.
