There was a clear sign that all things had been a go for Frank but yet he needed more in his life. He needed a way to enjoy the finer things in life and get his mind off what was basically his job as he worked for the revolutionary army. He needed some time to himself. In his most current battles he was very aware that his skills had been becoming more and more comparable to that of a dull blade and he was unsure of what he was to do to fix such a problem but for now he just needed to focus on his training. The place he stood in was a bowl shaped area that was completely dry as it seemed like nature felt the need to it off from the rest of the areas that had been touched my the warm embrace of the ocean on this island. Rock formations were scattered around him. Frank had been at the ready to inform him of any intruders but as the scouting reports confirmed, there appeared to be no sign of humans aside from the revolutionaries that had been placed my there captain around the area. Should someone get within the range of his members, he would promptly be informed. Everything was in perfect order so that the captain would not be interrupted while he was having some time to himself. Focus was key to what he was doing and that meant meditation. He positioned himself in the center of the small rock formations acting as one of them. Perfectly still with his eyes wide open however. He was ready to fight should the need come but being that the report showed no humans within 80 meters of his location so he really felt no need to be that alert but then again you could never be to paranoid in this world. He conjured his heat around the surrounding area spreading around him in a circumference of 10 meters around his body. Grass turning to ash around him while the rocks begin to slowly fade from the regular form. His reason for such training was to make sure that he was able to control these powers that he had gotten. As he used them, the destructive nature of what they could do began to cause him fear prompting this little trek and training mission. Here he was able to learn exactly how to hold himself back as well as unleash everything he had to use when it came to the powers of this unique devil fruit of heat. Lately he craved something and that was what terrified him most of all. He developed a sudden hunger for the heat of others. He was aware of two other devil fruits in the world both logias but both on his mind. He needed to have them if not to have their powers then to stop them from being used against him. He kept that hunger to himself in order to reassure his crew that his mind was not slipping and that there captain was in perfect control of himself. He continued on with his training being prepared to increase both the influence of range and power of the heat he was producing. He needed to test his limits.

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The rocks began to slowly be altered by the sudden rise in the heat in the vicinity. Things had slowly begun to turn into a furnace in this area as Frank would focus his power outward. This excursion was proving to be pointless out of his fear of actually unleashing his power. This was however not because of fear of being caught but rather fear of engulfing himself and giving in to the power and voices that called to him telling him he is and will always be a hunter. Frank was not appreciative of what was happening but he knew that if he did not fight that which was lost in the confines of his head he was more or less doomed to submit to it and that was something he simply could not even allow himself to do. He needed to be the one that was in control and that meant fighting every ounce of his being. Focusing forward, he would solidify the heat around him creating a form of dome that would surround the area. In this dome, the air was highly combustible as he needed to make sure he was able to truly be protected from the heat and the power of other sources. Nervous but calm he would act igniting the dome and the area within in in a massive explosion of heat that was strong enough to vaporize that which was not able to survive being thrown in a small moderately active volcano. This was the test or at least the first one he was here to endure. He needed to know exactly how resistance he was to heat and flames and such, high temperatures basically. He would not be able to truly use this gift until he was sure that he would literally not catch the back burner of what was happening. The explosion would clear with dome shattering around him. He was sure everything was good now as no calls had been reported from those he shared the organization with signaling that his little display had caused no disturbance that would be worthy of the filthy marines that patrolled the island. He was still hidden in his enclosure making everything as safe as he required it to be. He remain unscathed with the aura of heat still wrapped around his area 10 meters around his body. Everything appeared to be okay so with a nod the first test was done and he was satisfied with the results.

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