12note I know this won't get that much attention plus this is my first time writing fanfiction so yeah also more people should get the dies Irae visual novel pm me for a pirate method no ads or redirects or go on steam to support the creator after the anime adaptation did them and their company dirty.
it's been a long time since I watched rwby so yeah the first chapter is going to be based on memory since I'm writing this in school rn
What if I said that one's entire life had been decided by fate? That every single one of your actions, from the minute to the monumental, stemmed not from your own choices but had already been decided upon? That life being a journey of limitless possibilities was but an illusion, and no matter how fiercely man struggled, he stood at the mercy of a long-established path? The wealthy shall know their riches. The needy shall starve on the streets. The wicked shall be wicked, the righteous just. The beautiful, the hideous, the strong, the frail, the fortunate, the miserable... and finally, the victors and the defeated. What if I said that all such things had been carved into stone eons ago, allowing for no divergence? If so, sinners have nothing to answer for, nor do saints have any true virtue to their name. What if I said that not a single action is carried out of one's own volition, but had been decided long ago? That we are merely adrift in the current of time? Tell me, would you feel content with such a world? A world in which power is merely given, not earned - would you accept knees bent to a throne build upon such falsities? A universe where the sinless have-nots are oppressed and downtrodden - would you allow such a world to exist?
Never, I say. Never.
Those in possession of such knowledge who can still laugh joyfully, oblivious to what it means to be truly alive, are but slaves, the lowest of the low, hardly deserving to be called human beings. Nothing dampens the spirit like the stale wine of an unearned victory. Nothing is more unbearable than a bitter defeat against the chains of destiny. Should ceaselessly repeating this farce - this slander of the highest order - be the fate of mankind, then I will struggle against those chains with all my might. I shall walk this road to its utmost conclusion, and, at the distant place I can call my finale, compose an opera that belongs only to me.
And so, I require your aid, my dear ladies and gentlemen. You, the oppressed, the downtrodden, the massacred - you who where once as brethren. You where born to be defeated, to be massacred till the end of times. Should you curse that fate of yours, come and stand at my side as comrades. If a hundred battles yield no victory, fight a thousand. If a thousand battles yield no victory, fight ten thousand. Vow to struggle for an eternity, ceaselessly, till the light of victory finally shines upon you. Any that has the strength to do this shall be permitted to become a means to that end - a part of the "sorcery". All in order to claim eternal victory. The Mane of the Beast, each an every strand of it, shall be from your flesh and blood. You are blessed to be as such. Although I, you, and he as well... are still bound by that miserable cycle at this moment... let us believe that the decision we are about to make truly holds a meaning... That one day, we can break free from this perpetually repeating cycle.
My dear ladies and gentlemen. Defeated souls of the present age. I await your answer:
Will you rise to battle?
it all started with the dust till dawn incident when that man came in with his goons
I was just looking through the weapon catalog and then this dude just comes up to me and says
"put your hands in the air," the nameless goon says to me the man had so much confidence it was just a little girl in a red riding hood motif.
"Are you trying to rob me" I responded finally years of academy training and uncle qrows scythe training are finally going to be used for justice.
"ah, Zarathustra what shall you do in this situation will you find her once more remember your *#*# halt o-" a voice this snake-like voice calls out to me where did it come from I'm a little quick to action I may sound like I'm a little bit on the nutty side but ruby rose isn't crazy.
I defeated the goons and pursued the thief onto their getaway vehicle "stop right there there's nowhere to run now and your out skilled" I yell out face it I looked awesome t
"that's where your wrong didn't think I brought it back up" when those words left his mouth a fireball was shot at me it would be awesome if it wasn't heading straight towards me I block with my baby crescent rose right at that moment
"crap a huntress showed up we gotta go," roman says this super awesome huntress showed up and stopped me from pursuing the villains further.
roman and his mysterious backup somehow escape
"Can I have your autograph?" I say to the huntress instead of getting an autograph she commands me to come with her which I have to do.
transition to the integration room
I sit down at the table and lo and behold cookies I love cookies they're nice and sweet and remind me of mom I miss her.
"she still doesn't know her origins oh how humorous" this time ruby only hears static maybe her brain is still reeling from the experience of fighting roman and his henchmen.
what snapped her out of her thoughts was the esteemed headmaster of beacon ozpin with his white hair and this sense of sitting down and opening the conversation with
"ruby have silver eyes,"ozpin says.
"miss rose what you did was quite dangerous you could've gotten seriously injured anyways so where did you learn to do this," he says the footage of her absolutely wrecking roman goons and then her leaving the store to continue the chase.
"Signal academy" I responded nervously this was the headmaster of the school I wanted to get into I haven't developed a goal outside of becoming a huntress I wanted something else something I can't describe.
"so my Zarathustra hasn't awakened yet I want out of this ghetto your the -" it was only static to ruby once more all she heard was Zarath before the static took over maybe this mysterious voice is one of her memories that surfaced in a weird way my face crunches up weirdly not accepting the self-made explanation.
"miss rose are you okay"ozpin can see my facial expression I was quick to correct it I don't want to give a bad impression of myself in front of the headmaster.
"no, I'm fine mister, "I say as go back to eating the cookies that were left for me they were honestly the 3rd best cookies she has ever had.
"Now back to the main subject at hand miss rose They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed." ozpin says in some what questioning way.
"That and one teacher in particular"
"I see... It's just that I've only seen one other site wielder of that skill before. A dusty old crow."Ah, of course, he knows my uncle qrow he's a huntsman who went around the same time that ozpin did, and knowing my uncle qrow he probably annoyed the headmaster with his antics.
"Sorry, that's my uncle Crow. He's a teacher at signal. I was complete garbage before he took me in now I'm awesome"
"so I've noticed. And what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors."
I want to be a huntress and find another goal cause once I become a huntress what else am I supposed to do I sometimes think of my life as a book what genre am I belong in action but I also want adventure"ozpin eyes widen from what he's been told about ruby he expected a hyper child with a lot of potential now he sees someone with an admirable goal he had to press for more.
"You want to slay monsters and find your answers miss rose why misses rose?"
"Yeah, I only have two more years of training left at signal. And then I'm going to apply to Beacon. See my sister's starting there this year and she's trying to become a huntress. And I'm trying to become a huntress because I want to help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought I might as well make a career out of it. I mean the police are right, huntsmen and huntresses are just more exciting, and ill find my second and third genre." I want a world where only peace is lord yes that would be nice a world where only peace is lord.
"Do you know who I am"ozpinaskedk ruby full well knowing that she knew the answer to that questio?.
"You're the headmaster at Beacon. Hello. Nice to meet you."I answer with complete honestytly this was a weird way of integration it was almost like an interview.
"You want to come to my school"Ah ha it was an intervican'tant let that excitement bubble to the surface just yet.
"more than anything?" earnestly answer this better not be a dream on the shattered moon that lies in the sky this better not be a dream.
"Well, okay." this wasn't a dream I was really going to beacon oh my gosh im so happy right now I would later both hate and love myself for this decision.
CHAPTER END
sorry for how rough this one is this is once again my first fanfic