Cold Summer revealed his features, which turned out to be...
Surprisingly very masculine!
What? Don't tell me you sick fellows were expecting this to be some mind blowing reveal that he was actually a beautiful woman all along?!
See, this is the problem with the youth of today, always filled with wrongful thoughts like 'man I wish that dude was a girl I could bang' rather than 'I should write a 10 page essay about how much I love Guild Wars'! (Editor's Note: Or at least a 300 character review to increase the reader base.)
Cough cough, anyway back to the action.
Cold Summer was still locked in his dilemma of lackluster performing due to a Law that did not synergize well with the situation. Water was destructive, but mostly in specific situations and this was not one of those situations.
As such, he revealed his very pale face as and his nose that was normally hidden, his sharp but most surprisingly...
He had gills on his neck like an aquatic beast and even shark-like teeth! Cold Summer was a Pangu bestowal who had received the Primogenitor Inheritance's Water Element, meaning he could transform himself into a Water Elemental or summon Water Elemental Golems.
However before that, he was Franklin, a member of the Supernatural faction of Earth who had joined Boundless on day 1. He was an Umbra OG, who had joined at the same time as RamButt, Warm Spring, Wee Cunt, Loli King, Panty King, Daoist Penetrator, Johnny Sins, Maple Forest, Kicked Bucket and Young Duel during the first ever recruitment hosted by Riveting Night.
His ties to Supernatural were not strong and were not something he had ever particularly cared about. Alas, the manifestation of his supernatural gene was precisely the reason for his weird physical appearance, forcing him to cover his face for a long time.
Solitude had been his life and gaming had been his prime way to to release the stress, leading him to Umbra who had accepted him wholeheartedly. Once he found out about the specialness of most of the guild's core members, he had gone to reveal himself to Eva, who naturally did not discriminate on him at all and even elevated him to core member status.
Franklin had never really used his supernatural abilities because he slightly detested his own gene and the harm it had caused to his life, but after witnessing the history of the Lineages along with the other core members, he realized how foolish he was.
His life had undoubtedly been far better than Draco, making him regret the fact that he had spent so many years moping around rather actively making an effort to better his life better. All that due to a single setback...
Sure, it wasn't hard to find members in Umbra with a more tragic backstory, but the look on his formerly best friend's face still haunted Franklin. It had been a mix of disgust and fear that had shocked him who had revealed his weakness.
Naturally, he knew that it wasn't intentional, just a natural reaction to seeing someone with a flat nose and literally shark teeth along with visible gills on their throat. To his friend's credit he had apologized profusely for the reaction, but the damage had been done to Cold Summer's willingness to open up ever again.
(An: Cold summer looks very similar to Suigetsu.)
Cold Summer shook his head and stopped reminiscing about his own sob story and rather focused on activating his power. He opened his mouth and released a misty breath that chilled the atmosphere around him.
His white hair began to shift to a frosty blue color and his watery eyes became whiter. Cold Summer's expression became darker as he inhaled deeply and breathed out, releasing a thick mist of chilling fog that condensed together to form a cloud.
"Go!" he commanded, sending it into the Grey Rot's domain, causing the malicious existence to slow down as it began to fight the freezing energy to no real avail. It was one thing for it to ignore water by icy vapor had more than twice the effect that water did, causing it to become near solid.
He snapped a finger and let the ice shatter destroying the Grey Rot content it had captured within its frozen mass. Cold Summer's eyes gleamed as frost formed on his cheeks, making his breaths even more misty and icy.
He hardly used his gene power because while the power to control ice was overpowered in reality among various super abilities, his had the nasty drawback of actually freezing his own body and bloodstream the more he used it.
This was also the reason why Supernatural hadn't put too high of a value on him. Otherwise, would they have let him go out there to frolic in the world? To understand how meritocratic Supernatural were you only had to look at their classification system and how they had treated AP_Berzerker.
His existence had been worth less than shit for as long as they considered him to be simply a runt among his Werewolf litter, but the moment he had proven to be a Sigma Wolf... and no, not the meme version!!!
Effect: This is a Law that falls under the category of the potent element of demonic hellfire. Unlike True Hellfire and destructive Hellfire, the Law of Pure Hellfire focuses on the element itself, condensing Hellfire flames of the highest quality for any application the user chooses, whether its for combat, defense or even - if possible - healing.
Sources: Demon Soleus (Divine Class) + Hellfire Legs (Passive Skill).」
He shifted his glasses and picked out the cigarette that was in his mouth, also made of Legendary grade materials, and then tossed it out. One's eyes couldn't help but follow the trajectory of the cigarette flying through the air, and because of that, they would naturally be caught offguard when they saw that Sanji had disappeared.
The cigarette still spun in the air, but one would feel that the area had gotten slightly brighter, noticing their shadow elongating significantly. At that moment, one would be prompted to look upward, and there they would see what caused this phenomenon.
After all, there was the handsome Sanji, floating in the air high above the battlefield while his legs had exploded into blackish-red flames that reeked of sinister intent, able to burn the body and soul together.
His eyes gleamed as he thrust his leg forward in a sweeping kick while in midair, causing the flames attacked to his legs to form a mass of flames shaped just like the leg it came from to come hurtling downwards.
「High Kick of Flames – Active skill
Effect: Jump into the air and rise high above the battlefield. Explode with your Fire Energy and fill your legs with it. Kick downwards repeatedly to send down giant leg shaped fireballs that strike any area you target and explode with immense explosive damage. Each fire attack does 1,000% fire damage.
Duration: 20 minutes.
Cooldown: 30 minutes or 0.0005 Divine Points.」
Soon, Sanji's legs became a blur as he fired such powerful legs shaped flame balls downwards unto the Grey Rot area, causing it to explode repeatedly. While the visuals were good though, the effect was quite okay at beast and that was mostly because Hellfire had a strong potency among various elements and did better against the Grey Rot than most.
However, Sanji had time and the willpower to go on as he continued to release the kicks nonstop, seemingly wanting to bathe the entire area in endless hellfire.
"Hmph, amateurish." Noble Writer muttered as he also pushed up his glasses and snorted with an arrogant look. He felt that everyone's progression towards the Grey Rot was a bit below par, and he was about to show them how it was done!
「Name: Noble Writer – True God
Level: The Law of Astral Truth (Basic)
Divine Energy: 100%/100%.」
「Law of Astral Truth - Divine Law
Grade: EX+
Effect: This Law enables one to manifest a Divine Avatar in the form of an overlaid astral projection. This Divine Avatar can perform a variety of functions, but its main ability is being able to use the Words of Law, writing things into and out of existence based on the Law's strength and the amount of energy present.
Sources: The World of Law (Divine Class) + Supreme Avatar (Passive Skill).」
Noble Writer's eyes glowed with a resplendent light as a divine avatar that was similar to a half body susanno formed behind him, bearing his features while remaining somewhat ethereal and translucent.
It was golden-white in color and held an ink brush as well as an open parchment, as if ready to write down the world's truths within. With a smirk, Noble Writer spoke arrogantly, flinging his arm to the side:
"Let it be known, that the Grey Rot shall forever crumble in my divine presence!"