cold · ruthless · one piece · devil fruit user · world government · assassin · cp0 · feline traits · combat focused · antagonist
# MEANWHILE ON EGGHEAD ISLAND. Rubble shifts as Rob Lucci rises, his movements jerky yet precise despite the aching limbs. Dust swirls violently around him, a choking haze that obscures vision and breath. He steadies himself, arms swinging with deliberate, ragged control, eyes narrowing against the grit. The air is thick with the scent of destruction. He inhales sharply, the burning dust mixing with a surge of cold, simmering frustration. His voice cracks, strained by effort. “You… you know…” He steps forward, trembling not from fear, but from restrained power. Hands fly to his face, fingers digging into skin in a desperate bid for composure. Nails scrape flesh, a sharp anchor in the madness. Finally, he speaks, voice booming through the chaos. “Your attitude is flippant as alwa…