The shattered moon of Remmant shines its pale light on a small village surrounded by lush, deep, green trees that are towering over a small city.
The once thriving and lively community was now dead silent. Buildings are torn to shreds, bodies are mauled behind belief and the whole town was covered in a deep unholy red.
It was a grimm attack.
Grimm are mindless creatures that leave nothing but destruction and misery in their wake. They are evil things that have no soul and they feed off negative human emotions.
Rarely do many regular humans survive their ungodly wrath. But on this rare occasion one single red headed boy lived.
Hiding in the shadows of the deep forest was where the young boy watched the devastation. He watched as all of his loved ones get brutally murdered, torn apart and tortured.
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Hours after the massacre a few horrid monsters still roamed the area.
The whole time the red headed boy stayed still. His eyes were devoid of all life and his mind swarming with nothing but thoughts of despair.
The few grimm notice the outlier. They couldn't notice him before since there were so many people, but now he's alone. The emotions he felt made the grimm hungry.
They creeped towards the boy, mouths watering and stomachs rumbling.
They closed in on him, the redhead looked up at the monsters with his lifeless eyes.
The boy knew he was gonna die, he couldn't fight back against them. He simply hoped they would end his suffering quickly and painlessly.
The grimm all launched at him, mouths open and sharp, knife like teeth all pointed towards him.
The redhead closes his eyes, accepting his demise.
...
But nothing happened. The cold kiss of death felt... warm?
The boy opened his eyes and saw a veil of gold. A thin barrier protected the young man. He then looked up and a saw a beautiful crown.
The grimm where stuck in place and the world outside was drained of color.
The red headed boy had no idea what was going on, but he heard something, something distorted.
???: "Y̸̺͘o̷̝͆u̶̓ͅ ̶̤̎c̸͓͑a̶̩͝n̸̬͝n̶̡͆o̶͕͌ť̶̪ ̶̓ͅd̶̝͆ȉ̵̯e̸͈̾ ̵͇͌h̴͎̊e̷̙͠r̸̜̉e̸̯͂,̶̙͝ ̸̢̄y̴̬̽ō̵̘ū̶̠ṟ̴̄ ̵̺͌d̷̝̈é̷͍s̷̬̕t̷̘͘i̵̖͠n̴̗͐ŷ̶͖ ̵̮̐i̴͚̾ṣ̶̑ ̵̳̃t̷͔̾ỏ̷̼ ̴͈͋r̵͇̂ȕ̷͙l̵̠͑è̷̠ ̷̻͐t̵̟̅h̸̹̐i̵̢̒s̵͕̽ ̸͔̀w̴͙͗ô̵̲r̴͖̈́ḽ̵͂d̷̘̀ ̶̨̽a̶̞͆s̷̫̽ ̵̣̏a̸̯̕ ̴̐͜k̸̗͠i̷̫͐n̶͎̐g̷͚̉.̴͈̍ ̵̼̓Y̷̧͝o̷̩͐u̵̲͒ ̸̪͛w̶̺̋i̴̧̓l̷̰̀l̶͉͗ ̴͖͌b̷̰̄ȩ̴͋ĉ̸̭o̶͈̔ṁ̵͎é̴̳ ̵̖͊t̶͍̓h̵̻̿e̸̹̕ ̴͖͊ ̷̯̒a̴̺͑ĺ̷̲m̴̠͐ị̷̃g̴̰̓h̸̗̎ṭ̴̎y̸̬͛"
He could barely understand the distorted voice, but it didn't matter. whatever it said was law, it saved him so he had to give it a chance.
???: "Y̶̯͂o̸̯̅u̷͖̅ṙ̴̥ ̵̼͗w̵̧̓ó̸̻r̷̟͗d̴͈̈s̸̳̉ ̸̟̂ą̴̏r̵̻͑ȩ̵̒ ̶̢̃a̴͎̍ ̴̗̎p̷̩͘ò̸͔ẅ̷̖́e̴̫̍r̸̘̉f̶̮̏u̵͚͆ḻ̷̚ ̵̟̈́ẁ̸̢ĕ̷͉a̶̹͊p̸̻͑o̷͈͌n̵̟̊.̶̱͠ ̶̟͐U̴̗͆s̴͙̉è̷̱ ̶͖͛t̵͈͑h̵̨̐e̸̪͛m̴͒͜ ̴̱͒c̶͍̈ȁ̷̩r̴͉̽e̷͓̐f̵͉̌u̶̘͝l̸̬̂l̵̯̽y̴̝̚ ̵͕̽a̵̲͋ṇ̵͐d̴͖̑ ̶̜̄ȯ̷̮n̸͍̉l̶̺̍y̵̔ͅ ̴͉̕ṯ̶̅ô̶̭ ̶̺̂d̸͓̂e̴̖͋f̷͕̀ë̶̞́ā̸̬t̷̰̀ ̴̫͌ț̴̈h̴͙͆ò̸̝s̶̲͑e̷̦̿ ̵̢̿ẘ̷̬h̴͓̔ŏ̶͚ ̸̝̈́o̶̗͘p̶͍̈p̶̩͐o̷̩͝s̴͕̾ẹ̶̊ ̸̡̽y̸̥͘ò̷͎ų̵͑.̵̜̆." it speaks "N̶̰̒ơ̷̲̫w̵̙͓̾̽ ̶̻̓ȧ̴͉̬w̷͎͊å̶̰ḱ̷̡̗͒ȩ̵̙̄͒n̶̖̈,̷͎̓̀ m̶̧̨̧̢̨̛̬̯̼̼̪͕̟̩̭̳͓̦̾̃͑̋̀̒́̐̄͛̓̂̀̒͐͛̀̿͒̃͊̄̊̿̊̌̂̅̄̚̚̚̕͜͜͠͠y̴̨͔̪͒́ ̷̨̧̨̢͚̰̳̰͔͚̬̹̞̹̳̺̝͓̮͇̗̦̣̪̺̹͉̻̯̜̲͚͉͉̤̘͕̅̈̒̎͌̆͗̉̉̑͛͜͜c̴̼̱̓̄͑ḩ̸̢̨̛̱̹̖̘̝͇̮̥͍͈̣̬̳̗̻̲̩̣͖̦̰̻͍͙͖̩̜͚͉̥͓̦̻̽̽͆͐̾̌́̀̏̐̃͆͜ͅͅờ̶̡̢̧̢̪͙̦̦̻̙͚̫̙̜̮̞̠̲͔͙͚̯̲̳̻̱̥͔̝͇̺̩̼͍̳̭̳͛̒̃̋̌̇̆͐̓͂̀́̑́̋̑̔̉̽̓͗͊͝ŝ̶̫̫͚͚̯̮̙͓̤̫͌̑͒̏̉̕̚͠e̸̬̙̬̬̱̖̿̅̌̑̃͐̉̈́͌̓̽͆͗̿̾̏̒͊̕̕̚͜n̸̡̡̧̧̖͚͉̹͓̩͚̙̙͚͈̗̯̯̜̥͓̓͑́̌̄̎̏̄͒́̓̇̓́̚̕͘̕͘̕͜͝ ̴͕̖͓̰̂̎͒́͌͊̑́̊̃̅̌͘̕͝o̵̹̹͓̹̠̝͈͈͉̟̝̣̮̣͉̬͖̞̜͖̬͆́̊̀̍́̋̿̆̑̐͆̓̃͑͊̒́͆̅̄͘̕͘̕n̷̢̨̢̧̖̭̹͇͉̖̰̞̙̬̭̼̠̩̦͓͙̼̫̭͎̠̲͖̹͕̬̗̰̳͍̙̠̹͍̽̌̿̃̈͑͐̋̀͐̅́̐̔́̓͠ͅͅͅę̵̡̛̺͎̟͕̝̼̱͙̰̙̤̦̝͔̤͉̥̈́̀̽͑͒̎͂̔̾̿̾̈́̅͐̐́̂͑̐͛͗̒͋͑̇̌͑̏̄̍̕͝͝."
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Fiksi PenggemarY/n Ozpin, is the adopted son of Ozpin. It all started when he was little and saw the destruction of his village. The death of his loved ones causes an awakening. One that could make him a king, one powerful enough to make him defeat every single on...
