"Glory to Limbus company" Talking
'Damn this gacha game' Thinking
Mirror
Jaune feel like a mirror shattered into hundred pieces. He could hear many voices that weirdly sounded just like him but different. But the rattling chain from his chest bring many orbs.
"Employee Jaune, reporting for duty! It's an honor to join your mission, Manager!"
"Don't worry about a thing I protect you lot,I am the first mate of the Pequod."
"In the service of the one who grip, burn the filthy heretics"
But there was one orb that resonated with him with the voice that resolute
"We're Zwei the shield of our clients"
Jaune see another version of himself wears a Zwei uniform constituted by a light yellow dress shirt under a long dull marine blue bomber jacket with two parallel light yellow stripes on the left, two pockets on the sides, and small dull yellow details on both shoulders he was confident blocking an incoming sword. Seeing this jaune resonance with his otherselves and take that orb
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Back in the real world
CRACK
Like the sound of a shattered mirror Jaune transform. His usual armor shimmering and shifting. His yellowish collared shirt, black tie, and sleek black coat materialized over his frame, accented by his marine blue overcoat. The polished sheen of his black gloves and shoes added an air of professionalism that made him nearly unrecognizable.
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His shield, now strapped to his back, served as a sheath for a massive black Zwei sword. "Wow that was very dizzy"
Jaune touch his head feeling different altogether
His muscle now feel ripped and he suddenly have the knowledge and skill of being a zwei fixer.
"OH MY GOD JAUNE YOU BECOME A COOL KNIGHT" Ruby squeal at the sight of jaune tranformation admiring his weapon and attire
"Well vomit-boy just got ripped,mama like it's" while Yang was admiring Jaune physics, blake was silently observing Jaune from the down to the toe analyzing the difference."Hmmp, I doubt He got any skill" Weiss doubtful of Jaune skill
"Renny look, fearless leader just transform like super heroes" Nora shake Ren exicitedly. "Yes Nora, can you stop shaking me i'm getting dizzy"
"Jaune are you OK, does it hurts?" Pyrrha nervous over his leader/crush getting hurt
"It's ok Pyrrha, I'm Alright in fact i feel better than ever" exicited jaune pull out his zweihander from his sheath and take a stance
Jaune did a few test swing and it feel strangely right. He never touch any other sword,but his muscle memory adjusted to the swing."Wow this never happen before".
"The Hana association grade me as level six" Jaune said automaticly. "Wait why did I said that" confused of the word he blurted out
"Hey that a great idea,but with who ?" Pyrrha take the opportunity "How about me Jaune ?"
Thinking Jaune decided "Yeah that a great idea, Let's go to the arena"
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The Arena
The training hall at Beacon Academy hummed with energy as Team JNPR sparred against each other, refining their techniques. On the sidelines, Team RWBY watched with growing interest.
"Wow, Jaune looks so serious today," Ruby observed, her silver eyes narrowing in curiosity. She leaned forward, her hands cupping her face. "Do you think he's trying something new?"
"He's definitely not his usual clumsy self," Weiss remarked, arms crossed as she scrutinized Jaune's movements. "I must admit, his stance is… competent for once."
Yang smirked. "Competent? Look at him—he's got a whole new wardrobe! That's not just competent; that's downright dashing."
Blake, quietly observing from the edge of the group, tilted her head slightly. "It's not just his look. His entire demeanor has changed. He's... calmer. More focused."
"Alright, Jaune!" Nora called, clapping her hands. "Your turn! Let's see what you've got!"
Jaune stepped into the ring with a measured stride. As he moved, his appearance began to change. His usual armor faded, replaced by a yellowish collared shirt with a black tie under a sleek black coat and pants. Black gloves adorned his hands, and polished black shoes completed the ensemble. Draped over all of it was a marine blue overcoat emblazoned with the emblem of the Zwei Association.
His weapons had transformed as well. In his left hand, he carried a massive black Zwei sword, its blade sharp and intimidating, while his shield now served as its sheath, strapped to his back and ready if needed.
"You look... different," Pyrrha said, lowering her weapon slightly.
"Yeah," Jaune replied, his voice deeper and steadier than usual. "I've been thinking of strategy of beating you."
He raised his sword, pointing it toward Pyrrha. "Let's see how well it works."
Pyrrha smiled faintly, recognizing the challenge in Jaune's tone. "Alright, then. Let's begin."
Dante become the judge and raised his hand
Pyrrha stepped forward, her spear and shield at the ready. She smiled warmly at her partner, though her competitive edge glimmered in her emerald eyes. "Ready when you are, Jaune."
Jaune raised his Zweihander sword, his movements deliberate and steady. "I'm ready." His voice carried a weight that made the spectators pause.
Pyrrha made the first move, lunging forward with her spear. Jaune sidestepped the strike with surprising agility, parrying with his blade. The clash of steel echoed through the hall, and the energy in the room shifted. She lunged forward, her spear thrusting in a precise arc aimed at Jaune's shoulder. But Jaune moved with an ease and fluidity that seemed uncharacteristic of him. He stepped aside, his Zwei sword parrying the attack with a ringing clash of steel.
Pyrrha blinked, impressed by the sudden improvement. "You've gotten faster," she remarked.
Jaune didn't respond. He pressed the attack, his movements sharp and deliberate. His sword swung with weight and purpose, each blow forcing Pyrrha to adjust her stance. She deflected his strikes, but it was clear she was being pushed back.
On the sidelines, Nora leaned toward Ren. "Whoa, fearless leader's turning into a total badass! Did you see that swing?"
Ren, ever composed, nodded slightly. "He's improved a great deal. But…"
"But what?" Nora asked.
Ren's gaze followed the match closely. "He's still inexperienced. Let's see how long he can maintain this."
"Whoa, did you see that?" Yang said, her grin widening. "He actually dodged!"
"He's gotten faster," Blake noted, her tone thoughtful. "He's fighting like someone with experience, but..."
Weiss raised an eyebrow. "But what?"
"He's still new to this," Blake replied. "It's like he's borrowing someone else's skill,still not use to it."
Jaune's new identity as a Zwei Fixer was evident in his fighting style. His strikes were measured, his defenses solid, and his demeanor calm. Yet, for all his newfound skill, Pyrrha remained a step ahead.
"You're doing well, Jaune," she said as their weapons clashed. "But you're telegraphing your moves just a little too much."
"Go, Jaune!" Ruby cheered. "You've got this!"
Weiss glanced at Ruby, mildly annoyed. "Don't get carried away. Pyrrha is leagues ahead of him in experience."
Pyrrha's spear darted forward again, aiming for Jaune's side. He deflected the blow with his shield, countering with a wide horizontal slash. Pyrrha barely dodged, her eyes narrowing.
"You're stronger, too," Pyrrha admitted, her voice steady.
"I have to be," Jaune replied, his tone unyielding. "I'm done holding everyone back."
He swung his sword again, aiming for her side. Pyrrha ducked, her spear darting upward in a counterattack. Jaune blocked the strike with his shield, but the impact threw him off balance for just a moment—a moment that Pyrrha didn't waste.
She swept his legs out from under him with a low kick, and before Jaune could recover, her spear was at his throat.
"Yield," Pyrrha said gently, her expression one of respect rather than triumph.
Jaune stared at her for a moment, his pride warring with his sense of reason. Finally, he exhaled and lowered his sword. "I yield."
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A/N: So what do you think of the fighting scene, Is it good ? Its my first time writing it so you could give me advice and criticism
Suggest any ideas to this comment. I'm very happy if all you could give me suggestion and ideas for identities and ego