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Noble Arms - The ASEAN War, Second Thread

_{NTL: Filipino | FAC: Mafia | AGE: 19^y.o}

Noble Arms

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<sub>Rank: B
Type: AoE, Long Distance Sniping, Melee, Defense, Copy
Theme: Mirror
Element: Water

PWR: B (S) | RNG: B (S) | SPD: C | PER: B | PRE: C | PTN: D</sub>

Mirrorwater (A Mirror Locket)
Mirrorwater bring 6, 2-way mirrors with sharp ethereal blue rose-borders as the visual appeal of the mirrors, taking after rippling waters. The 7th mirror being the locket is the core, not only can it be worn by its heirloom but also ascertain its functions with no hindrance even when conveniently hidden in pockets, sleeves and wallet, etc. When the mirrors are shattered, they dissipate like blue dust and can be resummoned as long as the locket isn't stolen or exhausted from cooldowns.

Abilities

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Mirrorweave, Age of Kafagway
Dior reshapes any of his mirrors into weapon constructs, if not, he'll stand stationary and shoot a volley of cold beams, which at minimum has the output of a machine gun and the maximum output of multiple six barrelled shotguns in each mirror with explosive effects, enough to puncture defenses like metals, his maximum range is 60 meters.

Refraction, Baguio Mirrors
Refraction allows Dior to redirect incoming attacks from any Noble Arms at the cost of a mirror(s). If the attack is weak, no mirror is lost, if the attack is intermediate, the mirror cracks while multiple attacks in succession destroys a mirror or two. However, powerful attacks can destroy three mirrors at once and even immobilize Dior's Noble Arm.

Emulation, Made in China
Dior can store different ability themes of a Noble Arm, six at a time, exceeding said count, resets all of the themes he copied, every time. The ability themes he copied would be used in tandem to attribute to his Noble Arms temporarily, lasting for as long as his Noble Arm is active until disabled. Usually, he makes his own version of the fancied abilities he have into his arsenal. On the other hand, Dior has no control on which ability themes he comes across, the first six people his mirror shines upon are always the ones he mirrors.

Dior cannot copy what he don't understand.

Dior ain't having additional elements.

If he has to copy, he has to see it first.

He cannot copy NAs that also Copies.

He must copy from the Direct Owner.

He cannot outright copy, he has to reinvent it as his own.

Misc-Abilities

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Mystic Eyes of Dangal De La Dios
These are surgically modified eyes bestowed to the finest Assassins of Dangal, its ocular prowess boast dynamic visual acuity of 20/5.

Seeing movements in fluid motion, scoping 20-feet at default and adapting quickly to low-light, dimmed & dark environments including resistance to UV radiation. It's said that Dangals with these eyes, per hyperbole are capable of looking Gods at their eyes without fear. Bringing death with style against those who cross paths with them.

Beware.

Dangal Assassination Techniques
Dior is versed in the assassination arts, this ranges from espionage to subterfuge, guerrilla tactics and even knowing the human anatomy to kill including falsifying of evidence and resistance to the common poison.

Dancing
Specifically in downtimes, Dior takes the chances to one-up his dance rival and friend, Noel, admittedly, Noel lasts longer and has the better stamina while Dior is the equivalent of the stereotypical Asian Kung-Fu reflexes guy who incorporate it with dancing moves.

Marksmanship
Dior's skill is cut to precise, he's even trained in Shuriken, Kunai and Needles.

Personality

Personality

Dior is someone plunged into critical decision making regardless of character disposition, reflecting characteristics of people accordingly that are sound to a fault. He commits to objectives with unwavering impartiality yet what his heart reflects is to read between the lines and embrace the inevitably of the situation to discreetly find options. Most of the time, Dior is emotive and cheerful while he withholds his true intentions and may only disclose to those he trusts.

Likes: Dancing, Paintball/Airsoft, Aurora
Dislikes: Aurora Borealis, Sweets, Mirrors

Fears: Daddy, The Mafia

Backstory

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Dior is the firstborn of Lakan. Jion De Dangal, an esteemed awardee stemming from the Order of Sikatuna for outstanding diplomatic relations between Spain, Philippines, America & Japan. By the extension and shadow of his father, the Lakan (Commanding Officer), Jion De Danggal, Dior and the rest of his family members are Maginoo aka Maharlikans, Nobleborns sorted into Politics and Medicine. This is just a distraction and a facade to the masses in the Philippines, the Dangal are actually a family of Assassins, hitmen for hire, with enough clout and fear in the Philippine Criminal Underworld across Baguio, Makati & Taguig.

Dior himself don't exactly have a nice childhood, he's sheltered by the confines of homeschooling that of a Prince with stationed Mentors. He was always compared to his more gifted younger sister yet as the eldest, he's expected to lead the clan one day. At age 11, he was trained in the ways of the assassin and manifested his Noble Arm, 4 years later, in which he continuously polish.

By the age of 13, he participated in Assassination Missions, and assumed many fake identities that gained connections such as Franchising Owner of a Pizza Hut for vantage point missions and meetings with his Assassination Squads, he also traveled to Norway and gained sponsorship with Geir Ness Perfume, a fellow assassin ally, he loves Norway due to its Aurora View.

He partake the same program with an esteemed friend, Noel Alonso during the coup at Mindanao as a Second Lieutenant.

With the recent revolt of the Dangal clan, Dior is plunged into an Unwanted Situation as the pipeline and leader of said revolt while his father is actually the man behind the scenes, though clearly

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^{Iceberg | Fylkirlén | Main Capital | Castle Blüdenfort}
As the air to the bird & sea to the fish, so is contempt to the contemptible.

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Nothing but agonizing wailing from a seemingly innocent woman has cried within the confines of the fortress, the woman was devil-possessed as she was floating and speaking an alien language so gibberish.

She dressed in white, she was beautiful yet was eerie, three priests from the Holy Magic Council of White Creed were speaking in tongues yet couldn't exorcise the target. Switching to the scene, multiple priests were alarmed about the situation, the bells were erratic, ominously ringing, clanging & banging, its sound waves to & fro was seen, glistening reverberating. Footsteps to the exorcism chambers are heard, stomping, thumping, over & over, over & over, over & over again, hurriedly zooming to the direction of the fracturedly blended souls.

The next scene had the Priestly Choir with their homilies, chanting, chanting, chanting.

Im Namen An-ḫkseraam
Und zum Sohn, Zeref
Zum Heiligen Geist

Amin

(Repeated 7x)

Singing, chanting, mumbling, muttering and all sorts of deceleration to cast out the stinking malevolent soul inside the woman.

All for none, neither of it were working, if anything it barely did anything, it amounted to stalling the inevitable as the holy set began seeing creeping things of unholy objects. Heads were popping, blood was pulsating and maniacal cackling heard from the woman as if it's not her own voice.

"In the name of Allfather, and his sonful incarnation, Zeref and the Holy Ghost, we cast you out!" The Main Priest, Father Luke cannot do anything, he was on the receiving end of a laughing stock as he took the woman's green vomit with carpentry tools like nails.

But then the Devil Slayer arrived.

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^{Fylkirlén Church's Divine Executioner}

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Hear me
Obey me
Revere me

For Allfather God Ankhseram ordained the heavenly hosts through his sonly incarnation, Zeref as the Holy Ghost dwelleth upon Elentir.

Throughout the Angelicals of the Aluhim, the Hajahim & the Gordohim, they have made their decision, the verdict of the Gods resent you, unforgiven, thou Dragon Gods lay their judgment upon this rock, you are unworthy to dwell upon the living, repent and be baptized — receive this mercy in Mount Zonia

Im Namen An-ḫkseraam
Und zum Sohn, Zeref
Zum Heiligen Geist

Amin

Pastor Vergil laid his hands upon the possessed woman, a flash of beaming light can be seen all the way from the sky and outside, it's as if his flames, fractured the structure of spacetime.

White flames can only be seen after the purification.

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The man then reported to the next scene, it was the throne room of the Isenlord, the ruler of Iceberg.

"Lady Setsuka, I take it that this wailing is our actual prospect, God Zagrebal by the extension of God Rajabel, doesn't take kindly to traitors yet I see that this woman was brought by Moiselle Liv, Mortal Sinners either be exorcized or judged by hellfire for this was the traitor that leaked info to Fenix Tear."

Jester of Isenlord

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Suddenly, crows made out of darkness emerged from the ground.

"Kekkakakakakajaja!" Brandon in his ghastly entrance, not just stripped the handmaidens of the Isenlord but also devoured then, eating and leaving them without a trace.

"Sinner? Ain't the world not perfect, Pastor? It's better to sin, in order to overcome sin! Darkness can only be overcome by those who knows darkness, like the starry skies in the cosmos, those shining stars of Mother Cosmos in the end will be devoured by darkness for that's their life cycle in space! Like a Dragon who eats in full."

KKK Member — White Mage

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Sinners? There's no such thing as sin to the KKK, gentlemen. With her eye magic, candles begin to float and as their fuel was blood, and then the exploding blood, opened portals to eat the remaining corpses into the portal.

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^{Avalon Skyline | Licensed Manaburst Aircraft: Pandora
@Digmata@Rune_Alchemist@King Kindred@Deide@Polaris North@JrVader}
A Private Blimp owned by the wealthy, Gwen Óðnskaðe, she argued through thick and thin with her father for Fenix Tear to use it. The Blimp is running on autopilot and everyone is made comfortable except for Jericho, which Gwen intended on purpose as to get him to behave. A Blimp like this is controlled by the speed of thought that's channeled via mind Lacrima receivers.

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It didn't take long Gwen to take the Blimp but she certainly was quicker to argue with Lucas just as the living legends: Gray Freagarthach & Natsu Vortigern did. This all went up the richter scale because whatever Lucas said to Gwen, just made her go nuts. The fight was eventually broken up by Eris and Ifrit.

Gwen and Lucas are sealed inside a runic room setup by Ifrit, it looks normal but the barriers are invisible and see through. It can't be dispelled easily like standard runes because these are chronorunic solid scriptures that Ifrit developed during his time in the White Creed. Mostly a spell to counter Dark Mages, Rogue Mages and the KKK, a typical action between Gwen and Lucas, these two just can't get along and argue every damn time.

"Wanna have another go, Luckyboi? I am sick and tired of your crap since we got here." Gwen is stuck with Lucas without her clothes in the said entrapment rune, in the background we see that the flooring and the walls are dented since both of them had been shooting spells at each other, they just have minor bruises from said spells.

"Our groups will be split into two ways and I can't believe I'd be stuck with you, Bookface! Though I'm glad you can't make rules up because this isn't a library. If I can't beat you up with magic, let's settle this with our fists...unless being a Gutenberg means you can't hit a woman! Gwen was mad that Azuria has decreed what it meant earlier.

Meanwhile...
Icebergan Envoy, Lucian Aigad, asked Eris and Ifrit, his voice is monotonous. It's about to be a three hour journey, mind you that Reuel's group is three hours ahead of us in this Quest, so this segment was more of a flashback of what's to come.

"Are these two always like this?" Lucian Aigad is a Mage from Iceberg, Team Eris's informant and one of Ifrit's colleagues in the White Creed.

His wife, Rei Aigad, tended to the motion sickness of Jericho with her Healing Magic while their children were playing with Nirvana, the Exceed.

"I dunno how to tell you two about the details of the Quest, would you kindly so free up Lady Óðnskaðe and Sir Gutenberg first, so we can have a proper briefing."

Chancellor Elektra interrupted Lucian and winked at Eris.

"I'm just a Thought Projection, I figured Ifrit should take Gwen and Lucas with him while Eris takes Jericho, Ayuna and that Demon Child with her. Personally, I prefer the groups don't split unless it's their discretion based on the situation that calls for it." Some things don't change, Elektra though an ally of Fenix Tear, her hatred for Demons remains high and racist against Ceri.

"What's wrong Eris? You look pale, did you see a ghost." Elektra held Eris by the chin like this.

How high can we count before a mod gets involved?

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^{Iceberg, Adalborg - Fortuna
@Aku the Samurai@Letter Bee@Sho Minazuki@BlackMaiden}
Adalborg is a seaboard checkpoint in Pergrande between the two crossroads, either Iceberg or Snaerverold. It's a port that is not far from Port Camlann, traversed only by boat at its capital, Fortuna, a zealous town that worships Angels. Or so they say, [Kay-Kay-Kay] KKK.

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Set apart from the rest, the lone craftsmen was reaching his destination, for he knew the job must be done.

For standard travelers, it may take three days to get around the seaboard and for Adventurers, 7 hours, but not for those with specific skillsets that make them built different. Among those unique mages are the S-Class for they muster advanced spells like Teleportation and their level far eclipses any Mage in Elentir excluding the Seven Star Saints. It'd take a whooping 7 minutes by foot with their exceptional teleportation to casually waltz from Pergrande to Adalborg. Although inferior to the S-Class, the A-Class are no pushovers, except that it takes them four hours to get to Adalborg, they are to travel by a Manaburst Aircraft Blimp that's licensed to reach Adalborg & show their travel pass.

Reuel was given specific instructions by Guildmaster Azuria and while it's no different from busting KKK Cultists, his rendezvous point is none other than the Order of The White Creed and its credible informants, vital for this Quest.

In the same vein, it was Azuria's backup decision that's mixed with grieving intent of Amaya to have her partake the urgent Quest.

A Though Projection of Azuria was briefly with Amaya and Reuel.
"I sensed how far corruption has tainted Fortuna. It's my prerogative that both of you are here. I'll set the record straight in the name of Ankhseram and as a Devil Slayer before my mercy as your Guildmaster." Azuria knew what's bound to happen.

"Remember Reuel, bring me the the Baron and his family with you, alive, find whatever valuable information and wipe out the KKK Branch that controls this town." Azuria reiterated his mission.

"I understand your grievances for Iceberg that's not far from here. However, in the name of Ankhseram and Archangel Zarathos, the Angel who bestowed me authority to judge the living and the dead as the Spirit of Justice and Vengeance, Amaya Aurora Vanisis, I will compel you to destroy this town after Reuel returns with his prospects by sun down, I will sound the Trump--..." She took a deep breath and sighed, knowing how unfortunate Fortuna will soon be.

"No. YOU will decide whether or not to destroy this hopeless town. Lest God Ankhseram deem it far too gone."

Azuria Rutines is a Guildmaster, a leader who fights alongside her Guildmates, a warrior who fight alongside her men.

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Few Moments Later

^{Fortuna, Ballroom Dance}

"Bonjour, long time no see Monsieur Reuel and pleased to meet you Moiselle Amaya. I am Lestat de Drualac, your informant for le mishon." The young Vampire from the White Creed introduced himself.

The Vampire then used Archive Magic, flashing his prospects of the Quest including a fancy artifact that looks like two canine gauntlets.

"Le download Requip inside your minds, undercover zis mishon is. Fake Identities to be used, give it to me and I will make true of le names in registrar. Use Requip for ze Ballroom clothes, you will find Baron. Kenji Juntao amidst the crowd but beware, le KKK Territory this establishment is. It's rare for Monsieur Reuel to bring nice lady ehh, so unlikely, is Moiselle Amaya le fiancee?" The young Vampire, who was one of Reuel's informants, taunted him.

Suddenly, a flash of light glistened.

"Duke de Drualac, we found these two without passes." Referring to Shinra and Jaina.

Two Bouncer Vampires got Jaina and Shinra on their grip and they're magically dampened with magic dampening cuffs.

Not so long ago...
Weisz trolled Shinra and Jaina by mentally manipulating their minds with illusion magic, giving them the impression that they got their Ballroom passes.

"Trèspaia? They will be dinner for tonight!"

Some things just don't go as planned.

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^{Fenix Tear, Guild Hall}

𝐴nd so all our breadbaskets has been satiated in a heartily climax upon a daybreak sup, a casual daily smashing to fill the gut and quench the thirst like Accountants nibbling or gobbling to focus on the time ticking edgings known as Quests.

Deliberately steadfast, our phoenixes having marked their quests, neck to neck were like eager headhunters ready to make ends meat. Prior leaving the comfort zone, Azuria summoned those who were inside the premises except for those who've departed to their Quests. Master expressed all her sermons, bluntly delivering the bad news with the good news being saved for last.

Clearly, the sermon was a sign of holy indignation & tough love, Azuria had suspended Lucas from librarian duties because of Sabertooth Guildmaster Minerva having exposed his misdeeds via Lacrismart footage. Although an elaborate punishment, it's only light for a month, Ifrit despite not being told was also released from librarian duties for a lighter sentence of two weeks while Zeire incurred enough infractions that's worth a year cuz'of restricted section. Then there's Rena & Shinra who wasn't around, even though she's a day old member, Azuria didn't tolerate her brainrot B-Cuber livestreaming in the library.

First impressions be damned.

Shinra though amicable to everyone was only banned for a day and because of his judge of a character, Azuria revoked Rena and Shinra's bans immediately.

Just as how swift Azuria think, she immediately added more sentence duration for Lucas to a year just as Zeire, while so praising him for his hardwork, lifting his ban and turned into a vacation equivalent.

"No buts. You may enter the library but your powers are nonexistent, you may enter thrice a month, you need to be in shape and be more active in the outside world. From now on, for the whole year, you're with Gwen & Jericho." Azuria thought of a way of making Lucas more productive since he was at odds with Gwen and the noisy people in the library, this was the perfect opportunity.

"I have spoiled you Zeire. I wanted you to be better. Perhaps, the B-Class has made you complacent, you will be B-Class no longer after Crime Sorcière returns from their 100 Years Quest." Azuria was fuming at this point.

"Zeire, you and Ceri will take the A Trials with Crime Sorcière once they are back. I am contemplating disbanding B-Classes and will make the recruitment criteria to A. I am not mad, I am just disappointed and see this as a necessity, Pergrande no matter how you hide from it, is continuously at war with the Demons. His Majesty is desperate for quicker manpower."

Azuria sighed and caught her breath.

The S-Classes weren't present during the meeting because they're deployed except for Amaya who was in the Library and likely with her enhanced senses can hear every word.

Azuria turned her attention to the A-Classes, she used her Lacrismart to transmit thought projection that reached all the way to Port Camlann. "Jaina, Shinra. You thought it was Reuel? Not really. Kinda. You two will take convoy on Iceberg, in tally, this is an S-Class Quest and the both of you will pave the way for Reuel. The both of you will not just beat up a KKK, I want one alive and apprehended and taken to the Guild. Weisz will be giving specific targets.

Ceri remains unpunished.

End of Flashback.

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate VG Crossover RP, reborn!)

@Lugubrious My name kinda said it all.

If it gets taken anyway, I'll think of something else.

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate VG Crossover RP, reborn!)

@LugubriousSure.

I'll come up with something else.

Ah wait. I already have.

Does DMC Vergil work?

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate VG Crossover RP, reborn!)

Gray Fullbuster

<sup>Origin
Fairy Tail: Ultimate Dance of Magic
Job: Exorcist · Spy | Level: 1 | EXP: 0/10 | Alignment: Chaotic Good

Appearance
Height: 178 cm | Weight: 147 lbs</sup>

A toned & lean man with abs chiseled from constant physical conditioning, outfits do vary a lot since Gray discards them at the heat of battle, stripping away his shirt is a sign that Gray's serious. Declaring that he'll never lose to the same foe twice, his stripping habit is tactical, used for shock value and quick diversion tactic of distraction, comically using his looks to his advantage. Gray has ravenblue, unkempt hair which either is a flowing mess or pushed back & accompanied by widespread black marks across his body once in Devil Slayer Mode.

_{Taciturn | Laid-back | Artful}

Gray's laid-back but will be serious when the time bids him to do so. He approaches things with cautious intent like a spy in order to unbiasedly judge his surroundings with introspection & diffuse them with backhanded quips. Bonds are forged like Ice-Make sculptures to those he's amicable with.

His choice of words are often blunt & jabbing, although well-meaning, it's often taken out of context. Gray dissuades those against him in general, he prefers not to fight but when Gray's pushed into a situation where he has to, he will still dissuade with deception by getting them to do things in a roundabout way. Firmly attributed by virtue of stalemating his opponents to a fatal draw with both parties, exhausted and have little will to fight. This is why his words are the object of misdirection, he adheres to a code of nonviolence and phish info discreetly & spill the tea to the brethren he loyally serves. Averted, once it's against Devils, basically any Demon, or those of personal vendetta, Gray drops morality & will not hesitate to beat them into a pulp. He's ready to be overtaken by vengeance for the greater good and including sacrificing his life for long lasting results.

In the same vein, Gray warms up to ideas that're better than his & even admit his wrongdoings and shortcomings, Gray's real about it.

In The Now
Under Lord Galeem's influence, Gray's often sent to deal with clandestine operations of the complex level since it involves cunning Devils.

He works alongside with the likeness of occupational nature in Skyworld as among its holy servants in its armies.

When not dealing with Devils, he does undercover work.

Backstory
Gray grew up in a small village from Northern Iceberg but the Calamity Demon, Deliora destroyed his loved ones and wiped out his village on his homeworld.

He was taken under the tutelage of a saint wizard level, Ice Sorceress, Ur Milkovich and taught him Ice-Make alongside his adoptive brother, Lyon Vastia. Both pupils learned not only the many series of Ice Magic but also survival skills in the ice wilds and honing their bodies in the cold without clothes, this is where Gray got his stripping habit. Initially, Gray only saw Ur as a means to an end, a way to get power and avenge his clan by killing Deliora, ironically, the "death" of Ur, changed him and Gray traveled the world and joined the wizarding guild of Fairy Tail.

Gray embarked on a journey of forging bonds of friendship and taking wizarding Quests for a living.

Deliora once again torments Gray in this alternate continuity, Deliora uses Ur's body as its vessel, Gray found himself in a dark path of relentless vengeance, traversing spacetime and killing every version of Deliora he comes across in said many alternative realities.

During one of his endless hunts of the many versions of Deliora in the multiverse, Gray found himself blinded by a flash of consuming light, even purified from the corruption of his Devil Slayer Magic.

Specialty: Exorcism and Espionage

Inventory: Heartkreuz Rave Necklace, Memento of his father, Silver Fullbuster.

Abilities:
Ice-Make
It's nature is alchemic in terms of transmutating ice with varying properties, Gray molds and projects tools and trinkets that's arguably on par with the real object he thinks of, in terms of overall function.

This can be ice keys with the right edges to open a door, a wall of icy stairs that can work like an escalator platform.

The rest are weapons like ice cannons, swords, spears and projectiles.

Ice Devil Slayer Magic
Gray may gain a great boost in power but gradually decays in sanity, everything about his magic, especially in tandem with Ice-Make will receive antidemon aspect. He'll be able to see the flow of magic to a degree that the naked eye cannot see as proven when he can see the anatomy structure of Devils to pinpoint their weakspots. Black marks spread as an indication of demonification, it spreads once he overuses this magic, making him berserk and with a singular goal of killing Devils.

Skills:
Espionage & Subterfuge
Gray defines himself with his ability to play double agent and use deceit to further his goals for the sake of his friends, welfare.

Dancing
While not of combat, Gray is a dancer, in his homeworld it's like a combo of pop and samba, it works well in undercover missions as a diversion to attract girls.

Strategy
Gray is resourceful and makes use of his surroundings along with taking advantage of behavioral mistakes in a fight.

Weaknesses
Gray is intolerant of heat in general, such as hot weather and is appalled by fire magic.

Gray's stubborn attitude, coupled with his dangerous thinking of believing that he's right even if he's wrong, often comes to bite him back.

Gray isn't a powerhouse, even though his Ice Devil Slayer Magic may make him comparable to his rival, Natsu Dragneel, he lacks that raw firepower to dwarf areas of greater landscape.

Spirits: (Any spirits your character possesses should be listed here with their type)
Spirit name - Type

Rapport: Tba

Imma sprinkle us with my knowledge of Hiro Mashima's Mashimaverse.

Yeah, I breathe that man's work just as all Fate RPers breathe Nasu's works.