(Y/N) is magically transported into the world of Remnant, and is caught up in the secret war between Salem and Ozma. Will his love of weapons and his tactical cunning be able to help the cause?
Or will he fall to the Grimm?
NOTE: NONE of the songs o...
Your eyes slowly open, and you are greeted by an oddly familiar ceiling.
(Y/N): Ugh....
You blink a few times to get adjusted to your surroundings.
You seem to be in the same hospital room that you were in at Beacon.
You then realize how dry your throat is.
You move the blanket from on top of you and see that you are wearing nothing but a pair of black shorts. You also see the tons of bandages covering some areas, and a handful of new scars from Adam's blade.
(Y/N): Dang...
You look over to the small table beside the hospital bed, and see your 1911, an assortment of flowers in a glass vase, as well as a card.
You open up the card and read the contents.
We look forward to see you back in action. Get well soon!
From: Winter Schnee and The AceOps
(Y/N): Well, isn't that nice...
You set down the card and pull out the tubes in your nose, followed by ripping out the IV in your forearm.
You trudge your way into the bathroom connected to your room, and turn on the faucet. You cup your hands under the tap and quickly lap up the water in your palms.
After gulping down the tap water, you look up into the mirror.
Your face is now covered in stubble, and your hair is a little longer, just enough to be put into a ponytail.
The biggest of your new facial features, is the burn scar on your lower left cheek.
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(Y/N): Ugh, Jesus...
Your run your fingers along the new scar.
You begin to shake.
After staring at yourself in the mirror, you begin to swell with rage, and smash the mirror with a punch.
(Y/N): DAMN IT!
You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself.
You trudge back into the main room and sit down on the side of the bed.
You then hear the automatic door to your room open.
Followed by a familiar voice.
Cynthia: (gasp) (Y/N)!
She runs over and wraps her arms around you into a warm embrace.
