Delayed chapter due to major causes, what cause? Well, my POWER WIRING EXPLODED!
I'm fine if anyone wants to know, just had no power for 3 days and had another 2 days of construction issues. It sucks but I'm back, I hope. Damn streak of bad luck...
I even ended up writing the chapter I posted on (P)(A)(T) using paper and pen. I changed the writing style a bit, but I think it turned out well...
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POV: Devas Asura
Tired...
I was... tired...
Not just physically, but mentally too. My soul felt weak, I just wanted to sleep. I almost forgot to retract the makeshift barrier I had put up; it was (CHAT) that reminded me.
It had been a while since I felt like this. The last time was when?... In Jille, probably, after the battle. I slept for two days, didn't I? I felt like I could do the same now.
But somehow, even tired, exhausted, and feeling like garbage, my mind was clear. Not as sharp as usual, of course, but I felt calm, could think fairly easily about everything I wanted to think.
In a way, I felt at peace...
I didn't hurry back to Beacon. It was a long walk, a few kilometers, and unlike before, I didn't feel like hastening my steps.
I also didn't talk to (CHAT); as much as they had questions, I just said I was fine and stayed silent. I just wanted to enjoy the night at that moment...
"What a curious thought..." Not even on Earth did I have this habit. When was the last time I did this? Enjoy the night?...
My senses were dulled, so it was thanks to the Minimap that I knew there were more than four people waiting for me at Beacon's door.
Not just Team RWBY, whom I had told not to come fetch me, but also Ozpin and Jinn, who had Millia on their shoulders, were waiting for me.
The most curious thing was that many of them were still in their pajamas, as if they had been woken up in the middle of the night by something... The dots representing the Beacon students weren't stationary as they should be because they were asleep.
Except for Amber, who couldn't move, all the dots inside Beacon were moving, no one was sleeping...
"Did I wake everyone up?" I asked already knowing the answer.
"It was quite a bonfire." Ozpin, who was the only one 'uniformed,' still wearing his suit, nodded. "It took some time to convince everyone it wasn't a forest fire but rather a joint experiment of Beacon with the Atlesian army. James, Winter, and Glynda are still taking calls." Damn...
I'll apologize to them later...
"What was the size of the fire?" I nodded to Jinn to hold Millia, who seemed to want to jump on me. It wasn't a good idea at the moment. "Did Vale see the Shadowflame?"
"If Vale saw?" Yang huffed. "A little more and even Dad could have seen it from Patch." Yang waved her hands before putting them on Ruby's head, who quickly shook off the intrusive limbs.
They seemed worried, which was obvious. I could tell even without feeling their emotions. Just trying to do that was starting to give me a huge headache.
"There was no way they couldn't see it, the fire covered all of Emerald Forest along with Beacon, it almost reached Vale..." Weiss explained with a slight tremor and looked at me concerned.
"Everything was purple." Blake murmured. "It just grew and grew more and more out of nowhere... Are you... really okay?" She looked me up and down.
I stepped aside, dodging Ruby's missile.
"Yes, I'm fine... Just tired." I was fine... At least better than before, more at peace. I sighed and looked at Ruby. "It's not good to touch me at the moment, I'm not sure if something might happen."
I commanded the Shadowflame with a thought and my Aura lit up in flames, glowing purple with flames emanating from parts of it. My soul and Aura were still gray, but if I used the Shadowflame, the latter would turn that color.
"I have control of the Shadowflame, but I'm tired and it's better not to—" Rose petals took over my vision. "—risk... Ruby..."
"... Yes?"
"Didn't I say it was risky to touch me at the moment?"
"You did..."
I looked down, where Ruby was holding my right hand, purple flames emanating from my Aura and snaking between her fingers slowly.
I felt something land on my right shoulder. Millia. A hand touched my right arm. Weiss. A hand punched my left shoulder. Yang. Another hand touched my arm, this time on the left arm. Blake.
"I think I might be more tired than I thought..." I sighed. Jinn let out a giggle behind me. "You could've been burnt."
"What part of Beacon being covered in fire didn't you get?" Weiss moved her fingers on my arm, watching as the fire followed them. "It didn't burn us before, it wouldn't burn us now."
"Before was a test only for me, the Shadowflame had no reason to burn you." I pointed out.
"That's exactly why the Shadowflame won't burn us now." Ruby squeezed my hand lightly and stared at me. I could see the orange reflection of my eyes in her silver ones.
"Before was a test of the Shadowflame, now you're the one in control..." She smiled and emphasized the words, as if she were certain of what she was saying.
"...Devas Asura would never hurt us."
I opened my mouth to speak before closing it wordlessly. How ironic... It was almost funny...
"Let's... It's late." I picked up Millia, who was poking my cheek with a small hand, and handed her to Ruby. "Here, don't let some fireworks ruin your pajama party."
I took a few steps before feeling an arm around my shoulders and hearing everyone's footsteps following me.
"Glynda will be annoyed tomorrow with all the work you gave her. You made quite a mess, it'll be troublesome to explain everything." Ozpin walked casually by my side.
"I'll give her some expensive wine as an apology." I had some in the Voidbag. "But what about you, wasn't it supposed to be the Beacon headmaster answering those calls and not her?"
"I, as one of the few beings in the world with magic, had to come see you. In case something was wrong, I could help." Ozpin replied.
"Not even you believe those words." I looked at him with a flat look.
Jinn, the Spirit of Knowledge, chose this moment to quicken her steps, come to my side, and extend her hand, giving my chest two pats.
"Will I be able to see that flame tomorrow?" I nodded confirming, she smiled and walked away, this time skipping happily. "Yay!"
I turned to Ozpin, who was watching the scene without reacting, before sighing and laughing. I couldn't help it and did the same, letting the smile that had been on my face all this time grow into a happy laugh.
After bidding everyone farewell and finally ending the stream, I collapsed onto the bed and practically passed out the moment my worn-out body touched the sheets.
My last sight before falling asleep was the window of the room, where the moon floated casually in the night sky.
Remnant... how fitting the name of this world was...
So I fell asleep, a peaceful sleep... calm and serene...
... Without dreams.
[...]
The first thing I did upon waking up was to stay lying down. I didn't open my eyes or get out of bed, I just lay there in silence.
I did nothing for about five minutes before taking a deep breath and focusing, meditating silently for a few moments. It was only when I heard the gentle sound of waves hitting the shore that I opened my eyes.
"This childish body still sucks." I sighed and got out of bed in my old room, at my grandfather's beach house, and used my legs, much shorter than I preferred, to walk down to the beach.
The main island, so to speak, was basically the same as when I first came here back in Kimetsu. There were only a few differences, like the size, which was larger than before, and the big bridge that connected this island to another, of course.
I wasted no time and went to the back of the house, heading towards the forest there.
"Tyrian, how's the farm?" I looked at the former Faunus tending to the plantation and asked.
"Everything's fine, as you foresaw, my master!" He didn't hesitate to drop the hoe and greet me with a bow, bending his upper body practically ninety degrees to the ground. "The plants are growing healthy in the fertile soil you provide, my Lord. I am extremely fortunate to have this opportunity to witness such a miracle!"
Tyrian was a complete maniac and fanatic. Even here, he hadn't lost his customs. He also didn't call me anything other than 'Master,' 'Lord,' 'Sir,' or any variation of a grand title.
I didn't stop him from calling me that. It was weird, but Tyrian seemed to get more energized by it, and since he was my only truly sentient Nightmare, I didn't stop him.
I only forbade him from calling me 'God,' 'Divine,' or any variation with that meaning. To my not-so-surprise, the madman nodded like a fanatic saying, "Of course, my Lord is something beyond a mere god, how can I compare him to something so small?"
I feel like somehow this was Ainz's fault for some reason...
"Any changes in the plant growth?" I went to the vegetable garden and crouched down to inspect the soil and the potatoes. Everything seemed normal, and I felt like everything was normal.
Potatoes were the first experiment to see if I or, in this case, Tyrian could plant something within my Spirit Realm that could be consumed.
I chose potatoes because they were something that grew fast and in almost every place. Now it was to see if I could get this out of here into the real world since the 'true potato seeds,' or 'TPS,' as Tyrian said potato seeds were called, were something I had 'created' with spiritual energy.
It was something 'fake', so to speak. The goal here was to see if I could 'create' something 'real,' or close to it, using something that had been created here out of 'nothing'.
"The spiritual potatoes are growing at a faster rate than I predicted, my master. It should take about four days for full maturation at this rate or even less time, thanks to your grace!"
Tyrian explained quickly. I found out a few things about the madman after I gave him this farmer job.
First: Tyrian liked to name things that didn't have names, giving them a 'purpose,' or so he told me. He named the 'spiritual potatoes' after asking for my permission.
Of course, he had asked me to name the potatoes myself, but after I said I didn't care about it, he begged me to let him name the first 'sacred food that was planted in the holy soil of his lord.'
Completely nuts.
Second: Tyrian was an excellent farmer, not only that, but he was also a scholar. The guy knew about philosophy, history, mathematics, and many other things. The bastard was damn erudite and quite self-sufficient.
Third: He didn't like Nero.
"Meow!"
That Nero.
I petted the Nightmare cat that rubbed against my legs. This was the cat that 'was born' from Blake's negative emotions. I thought it would be in bad taste to name the animal Blake after her, so I pulled out a dictionary and looked up the color black in a few languages.
To my surprise, "Nero" meant "black" in Italian, and since I liked Nero, not the psycho emperor, but the Nero from FATE, I gave that name to the cat.
I could practically feel the waves of anger and jealousy emanating from Tyrian as I gave attention to the cat. I spent a few seconds petting the animal before getting up.
"Keep up the good work, Tyrian. Let me know if there are any changes." The happiness that emanated from him at the simple "good work" was immense.
"Oh, my Ruler. I thank you for your kind words. Your faithful servant will notify you of everything that happens in detail, my master!"
I'm sure if he could cry, he would be crying. It seems like the passive "attract crazies" I had wasn't just for hot women, unfortunately.
I left Nero and Tyrian at the farm and went to the bridge. Those two were the only Nightmares I allowed to stay on the main island; all the others stayed on the second island, where my nightmare energy was.
I still had to name this place. I'll decide that later...
Even before reaching the second island, I could already see my variations of Nevermores flying in the air above the island. Some of them even flew towards me to greet me, one of the smaller ones landing on my shoulder and rubbing its head against my cheek.
If I didn't know that this little thing was just mimicking and copying the information I knew about birds, I could think that it was really happy to see me.
I waved, dispersing the birds, and continued walking. I could have used one of them as a mount, but I wanted to see the island and how things were. I had an idea, since this place was literally a part of me, but I didn't know all the details for sure.
Just before reaching the island, I noticed something.
"Huh? I don't have any marine variations of you guys..." The sea was empty of Nightmares. I had a large variation of terrestrial ones and a few aerial ones, but no marine ones.
Even though during the trip to Mistral Ozpin flew over the ocean, it was at a height where no Grimm tried to attack us, so I didn't have a chance to get any marine 'molds' from them.
I'll see if I can get one later or try to create one myself; it would be a good experiment.
I spent some time on the second island. The place was almost completely inhospitable to anything other than a Nightmare or me, as the entire island tried to please me.
The environment wasn't the best: the flora was twisted and sickly, the fauna the same. The Nightmares roamed around, growling and snarling at each other, only going silent in my presence. The smell was also awful.
It wasn't exactly where I'd spend my vacation, but it didn't bother me that much. This place was part of me as much as the main island, just made of a different material, but it was still 'me'.
It didn't take me long to reach the center of the second island, where the large black mud lake was. In the center of it, floating calmly and devouring a good portion of the malice and negative feelings around, was the new resident of my Spirit Realm, the Shadowflame.
"You gorged yourself all night, didn't you?" I could feel the happiness emanating from the flame, and it even nodded confirming my question.
Gluttonous bastard, but maybe it was my fault. I didn't feed this guy properly before forming the Bond with me, so it was the first time, since I acquired it, that the flame had really been able to eat without limits.
It was part of me now too, so it didn't matter. If the Shadowflame got stronger, it would only be an advantage for me.
I reached out, and the Shadowflame floated quickly, compressing itself to fit in my palm. I commanded it through my arm to my shoulders and molded it into two large purple wings.
I couldn't take flight, of course. Even though I had almost perfect control of the Shadowflame after the bond test, the Shadowflame was still, in the end, a flame and couldn't make me fly or anything like that... For now, at least.
I could feel the Shadowflame slowly recovering and evolving, absorbing my nightmare energy around and even my spiritual energy and mana, even though the former was its favorite 'food'.
I pulled up the status screen of the Shadowflame in front of me. Even though the flame was no longer an item, but rather a part of me, the status screen had still been maintained as if it were an item.
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[Fragmented Shard of the First Shadowflame (Weakened - Lesser - Spark)]
[Max Bond!]
Type: Ability.
Rarity: Green (Previously Red) (Absurdly weakened) (Evolutive)
Damage: 333 ~ ??? (Absurdly weakened) (Evolutive)
Current Maximum Temperature: 683 degrees Celsius (1261.4 degrees Fahrenheit) (Evolutive)
[...]
Ability(1) - White: Shadowflame is able to consume Materials/Energies/Sins to strengthen itself and return to its peak.
The more Resilient/Strong the Material/Energy/Sin is, the longer Shadowflame will take to consume it!
If the Material/Energy/Sin is of a level much higher than Shadowflame, it will not be able to consume it or will consume it partially!
Ability(2) - Blue: Shadowflame is able to generate small tentacles that cling to the target, hindering the Extinguishing/Displacement of the flame.
Shadowflame's tentacles work based on the target's sins, clinging to them and consuming them to grow stronger!
Ability(3) - Green (NEW!): Shadowflame is able to restore the Aura of "The Streamer" by consuming its own 'Vital Flame'.
The Shadowflame's 'Vital Flame' can be restored by consuming Materials/Energies/Sins!
Ability(4) - Orange: [Locked!]
Ability(5) - Light Red: [Locked!]
Ability(6) - Pink: [Locked!]
Ability(7) - Light Purple: [Locked!]
Ability(8) - Lime: [Locked!]
Ability(9) - Yellow: [Locked!]
Ability(10) - Cyan: [Locked!]
Ability(11) - Red: [Locked!]
Ability(12) - Purple: [Locked!]
[..]
Description: Serving a new and final master, Shadowflame awaits its orders in silence, calmly waiting within "The Streamer's" Spirit Realm for when its existence is necessary.
Whether in battle or in judgment, Shadowflame will consume all enemies of its master until there is nothing left but ashes, along with their sins...
[..]
~ I will accept everything... All my sins.. ~
-//-
"Twelve fucking abilities..." One ability for each rarity level, not counting what I could invent myself.
The potential of this thing was ridiculously strong...
The Shadowflame would grow with me and, apparently, adapt to me as it grew back to its peak. In Terraria, there was no Aura, but the flame could recover mine after it had grown from 'Blue' to 'Green'.
Maybe it was because I had devoured a part of it with my Semblance? Or because it manifested more easily in my Aura? Well, it doesn't matter...
I commanded the flame back to my hand and moved it back to the center of the black lake. I'll get some of Aqua's hair for this little thing to eat, along with Dust, artificial sapphires, and mana stones...
It's just a shame that the flame couldn't acquire another prefix, but the gains outweighed the losses.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again and 'waking up' in my room at Beacon. I checked the time on my phone, it was...
[6:16]
Early, but later than I was used to waking up. It seems like the test had taken more out of me than I thought... I sighed and got out of bed.
My body was fine. I gave a few kicks and punches to test. I was recovered, my mental fatigue had also disappeared. The only thing was that I still felt my soul somewhat lethargic. It wasn't enough to hinder me in any way, but it was strange in a way...
It seems like my soul was still slower to recover than my body and mind...
I tossed a Purification Powder pill into my mouth just to be sure and grabbed one of the fruits Alalia had given me as a gift. That should help.
Finally, I clicked on the streaming app on my phone.
"Well, let's start the day then..."
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POV: Roman Torchwick.
First, all that shit with Cinder's rotten plan and then the train with the Grimm. I almost died a few times there, actually.
After that, our strong friend. I was still recovering from the 'Devas Exposure'. Damn, the guy killed Leonardo, fucking Lionheart who was, simply put, one of the most powerful men on the entire planet!
Damn, that didn't even make sense, fuck it!
He and Ozpin walked right into Mistral, strolled through the city like two tourists, and then went to Haven and killed the guy.
From what Lil' Miss Malachite's bitch of a mother told them, it wasn't even a fight either. I didn't like Lil' Miss Malachite, but the woman knew how to do her job, information was her thing, if she said that, I believed it.
Not that she didn't lie, far from it, especially to me. I was sure that bitch would say liquid shit was chocolate milk to my face even with me close enough to smell it. But for her little girls, it was a different story, especially to protect them.
Even without that, I would have believed that information. Damn it, Cinder had forged documents from Haven and less than two days later the headmaster of the school was dead?
Two plus two equals four and I wasn't an idiot.
Funny thing was, the part that scared me wasn't even that, but that Mistral was fine. No crime wave, no Grimm knocking at the door. It was as if the death of one of the most powerful men on the planet simply didn't matter at all...
Completely and fucking terrifying.
"Found out any shit, Junior?" I swirled my drink, it wasn't even alcohol, just juice. I'd been keeping sober these past few days to keep my mind as clear as possible in case something happened.
Damn, what a week, huh...
"About Mistral or the purple fire?" The man replied, wiping the counter. It was early, the place hadn't opened yet. There was no one here except the 'staff' inside the club.
By staff, I meant me, Neo, Junior, Brat 1 and Brat 2, and some goons Junior left guarding at the door.
"Throw me the least shitty news possible."
The man thought for a few seconds before responding.
"The 'Mistral Shadow' hasn't been found yet, it's kind of become an urban legend actually." He chuckled as if it were an inside joke, because it was.
The five of us here knew who the 'Mistral Shadow' was. Damn it, it wasn't even hard to find out, Neo just sent a message through her Scroll asking the guy.
It still gave me a headache just thinking about it...
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Shadow emote). (Castle emote). (Hand pointing forward emote). (Question mark emote).
[The Streamer]: What the hell is this, Neo?
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Shadow emote). (Castle emote). (Hand pointing forward emote). (Question mark emote). 2X.
[The Streamer]: Shadow? What shadow? What's this castle?
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Mountain with castle emote). (Shadow emote). (Hand pointing forward emote).
[The Streamer]: Mistral? Do I have something to do with something in Mistral?
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Thumbs up emote). (Link to news: Mistral Shadow? Human, Faunus, Grimm? A Hero in a Time of Crisis?).
[The Streamer]: Damn it, huh... I can't sigh through the text, but know that I'm sighing here. Yes, I'm this 'Mistral Shadow'... Damn it, at least this nickname is better than the others.
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Thumbs up emote). (Ice cream emote). (Bottle of drink emote). (Clock emote). (Bar emote). (Hand pointing down emote).
[The Streamer]: Am I coming there today for ice cream and drinks? Or do you want me to come there for that?
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (V-sign emote).
[The Streamer]: Your existence is fascinating, Neo... I don't have time these next few days, but maybe I'll drop by next week. I want to talk to Roman about something. Tell him to check his Scroll later, if he can.
[AssAsSin-S2-Neo]: (Thumbs up emote). (Kiss emote). (Kiss emote). (Kiss emote).
I didn't know what scared me more: the guy adapting to Neo almost instantly or him being the fucking 'Shadow' that patrolled the ENTIRE KINGDOM ALONE!
Mistral was smaller than Vale, but it was still fucking huge and yet Devas had kept order in the place alone. Not only that, but at Mistral's borders too, Grimm hadn't been seen in those days.
"And about the fire?" I sighed and rubbed my forehead. I'll need to go to the masseuse, otherwise, I'll end up with wrinkles much earlier than expected. "Didn't burn anything. What are the chances of that shit Goodwitch and Ironwood said being true?"
Because that thing about the "Psychopath controlling the Haven Headmaster" was complete bullshit. Tyrian was a psychopath? Yes, but he didn't have a mind control Semblance. If he did, shit would have been much bigger and blown up much earlier.
But I understood why the lie. It served to calm the media and the population; with everyone calm, there were no Grimm; without Grimm, no damage and less money was spent.
Maybe it had something to do with fewer deaths too, but money was more important.
"I have no idea." Junior tossed the Scroll my way. "All the news or information I've managed to gather in this short time doesn't help. It's either stupid legends, even worse rumors, or the information that Beacon provided to the public."
"Meaning, nothing beyond what Beacon wants us to know." I read the information without rushing as I finished my snack. It wasn't the best breakfast, but it was better than Neo's ice cream tub.
What were the chances of that guy being involved in this? High chances, the answer came immediately. Ever since he sprouted from the ground, all the problematic and stress-inducing things had something to do with him.
A purple flame that woke everyone up when it consumed all of Emerald Forest and Beacon completely? That reeked of that guy, even more so because no one was injured.
I looked to the side, where Neo was swinging her legs and eating ice cream while typing something on the Scroll. It would be simple to say: "Hey, Neo, why don't you ask your little monster friend if he has anything to do with yesterday's weird purple fire?"
But the question is: Did I really want to know?
The answer came instantly, shining in my mind like a saving light:
"No fucking way!"
"You say anything, Roman?"
"Nothing, Junior, just letting my thoughts out..." I sighed and finished my snack.
I already had too many problems, hadn't even seen the message Devas sent me. Knowing or not knowing what the hell that fire was or if Devas was behind it wouldn't change anything in my life.
And if it did change and I didn't have the information?... Well, screw it. That was future Roman's problem, not mine.
Tough luck, buddy, who told you to be tomorrow's 'me'?
[...]
POV: Devas Asura.
"Talking to someone?" Jinn leaned over my shoulder to look at my phone. I sighed.
"I'm texting Roman. I want to see if he or Junior can get information about the Summer Maiden or, in this case, a woman with 'powers that seem like magic'." I tossed the phone into the VoidBag. "You know it's rude to look at other people's messages, right?"
"I'm the Spirit of Knowledge, I know everything in the past and present. There's no privacy for me, it's not rude, it's just natural for me to know everything." She placed her hand above her chest and puffed it out while lifting her head with a smile.
"When was I born?" Her smile froze. "That's what I thought."
"You're an anomaly, doesn't count!" She pouted before seeming offended. "And why do you want information from the thief when you have me? Just ask a question and I'll answer."
"For the same reason you don't know the day I was born." I pointed out. "I'm an anomaly. You yourself said your vision is 'blurry' and you wouldn't be able to say some things accurately. A second source of information will be useful."
Jinn wasn't dumb. "And with this second source of information, triangulating the Summer Maiden's position becomes easier for me."
"Yep." I looked around the room we were in, my private 'forge' that Ozpin had lent me. Basically, it was one of the weapon rooms at Beacon that was less used. "I want to go after the Summer Maiden as soon as possible. I'll just finish my armor and want to start looking for her."
One more weapon for me and one less Maiden for Salem. It was a win-win to find her.
Jinn opened her mouth before pulling out her phone.
[JinnOfTheLamp]: Good luck then, the Summer Maiden should be near Vacuo. If the power hasn't passed on in this time since the stream arrived in this world, the Maiden's name is Dahlia. She's twenty-seven, with dark skin, blonde hair, and brown eyes. She's, or was, in a traveling caravan, (emote of a Chibi Jinn pointing to a map).
"Dahlia? Isn't that the name of a flower?" I started pulling out the items. The fur and leather from the Deerclops, the thread made from Wall Creeper webs, and some other materials like Mana Stones and Ice Dust.
"A flower that blooms in the summer. Ironic, isn't it?" Jinn laughed.
"A bit..." I'll send the name and description to Roman. It should take two days for me to finish my armor, maybe he'll have something by then. If not, tough luck.
At most, I'll need to rush all over the desert after the woman's caravan.
"What are the chances she'll only decide to help me in exchange for something?"
[JinnOfTheLamp]: High, especially if you help her caravan. She can create water with her powers, but food is another story. From what I know, which is a lot, she's a good woman.
"Well, I'll provide enough food and supplies for the woman's caravan to live well for a ten years." Damn, I'll drag everyone to Vale and buy houses for them to stay if Dahlia helps me.
With that out of the way, it was knowing something I had been thinking about for some time... Beacon had Ozpin, who was Salem's enemy. Atlas had James, who was Salem's enemy. Haven had Lionheart, a traitor...
"What are the chances of the headmaster of Shade being a traitor?" Two out of two. I wouldn't be surprised. To my relief, Jinn denied it.
[JinnOfTheLamp]: Theodore is loyal to the old Ozpin. A good man, even if a bit too jovial and irresponsible at times, but not a traitor. He would even help you get the relic without much hesitation if Ozpin spoke to him, especially if you're going to use it to fight against Salem.
"That's good news then." With that, I was already less worried.
Now it was finishing my armor in case I ran into some shit along the way. My current armor was almost breaking. Even with my repairs, it wouldn't hold up in a big battle.
"Do you need help? I know how to sew." Jinn offered, sitting in the chair next to me.
"I would accept if I could, but no." For the same reason I had declined help from Team RWBY, Jinn couldn't help me. "I'm going to imbue my mana and nightmare energy into every part of the fabric to have a better resonance with me when I wear the armor."
Not just when I'm sewing the Mystic Symbols and Runes, but even while I was adjusting the fabric to fit my body mold, I would infuse mana and nightmare energy into everything.
Jinn made an identical pout to the one Ruby made when I denied her help. It was funny, to be honest.
"Speaking of which, here." I tossed a spool of thread to Jinn. "In case it's useful for Amber's case. If you need more, just ask me." I had a ton of thread; extorting Anabell was worth it.
Jinn nodded, happier and at the same time less happy than Ruby when I offered to put Runes and Mystic Symbols on Crescent Rose.
To my non-surprise, she even had some ideas and drawings of where the Mystic Symbols and Runes would fit best on the scythe. Not just for her weapon, but all four.
The trouble will be Weiss's weapon. A rapier didn't have much space for anything, and what little it had was small, so I needed to be careful.
I pushed that thought to the back of my mind and refocused on my sewing. I had the materials; I just needed one thing: the needle.
I had needles, of course, but all of them were made of common materials, iron, gold, silver. Gold or silver were good mana conductors, but I had an idea of what would be better here...
I pulled the Bone Helm over my head and overlaid the eight hands into one, and this single hand I overlaid on top of my right hand, like a glove. At the same time, I pulled out the Nightmare Fuel still in the shape of a 'giant toothpick.'
I focused all my attention on the Nightmare Fuel and compressed it as much as possible. At the same time, I drew out the Shadowflame from the depths of my soul, making my Aura glow purple, and carved the Nightmare Fuel with the flame.
In the end, I had a needle of acceptable size, made entirely of Nightmare Fuel, which was compatible with my nightmare energy and the Bone Helm, which would be the helmet of this set I would create.
I removed one of the eight hands from my 'glove' and commanded it to pick up the thread, carefully placing it into the needle hole. After that, I pulled out the Deerclops fur I wanted to start sewing and a piece of leather.
I had already taken my measurements, but it was the first time I was doing something like this, so it was better to start with something I could adjust with some ease...
"Let's start with the pants then..."
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As for the chapter, it's something calmer and more explanatory after the last chapter, showing how Remnant reacted to what Devas and Ozpin did in Mistral and then with the 'Strange purple flame'.
Devas also began to create his new armor. It should be ready in the near future and speaking of the near future... I'll post Devas's status tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I didn't do it before because of Shadowflame's status, I wanted to wait to avoid spoilers, since I'm going to put his main items there in case anyone wants to recall the stats.
Well, that's pretty much it. Good night everyone and happy reading!