One good view of the multiverse beta

Count Down

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One big show is coming. No limit, no rules, everyone is immortal and watching what is supposed to come to them. Worlds collide, a bunch of threats are setting free and a chaos on infinite Earths is coming close, something that had been never seen before. Clones are spared, originals are drowning into the hell of chaos. As of after their watch is done, they will multiply. Multiply to spare, multiply to collide, multiply to merge. But the big show has to wait, wait until the countdown is over, until all is ready.

Until then the one of the beings that is destined to cause this is not willing to wait, and is in want to act. He decided to make a similar act, but with pieces of already existing viewings. He knows the beings that already are doing similar things, but without such aftermath. He needs one particular universe, the one that won't get such attention, and will at the same time. After a few milliseconds of his search he found one that would be perfect. Rwby.

He won't do it himself though, as it wouldn't even gain a look of his true self. As he is just a filial of himself, a fraction of a fraction in square of his true self with the same name. He is Gregrame, a filial and an energy puppet of lord Gregrame, the damiog of entertainment, made to be in power to be controlled by the author of this text and even then, he stands above any that hosts others, be it a mind demon, ex soldier from outer space or plastic warlord, it wasn't mater. He stands above.

Unfortunately he already had promised to not duplicate original universes without others, so he decided to do a little trick. He will collect shards of souls from other casts and pull it into one. He'll shoot multiple rabbits with one bullet with that. Avoid breaking promise, skip explanations and keep you entertained. He knows about you though and he can see you, hear you, feel you. Although you are the one reading it, it is he, who already knows and see every your move, he can hear what you are thinking and can and will influence it and I can not stop him as he is already everywhere and nowhere. He is already ████████████ ████████ █████████████ ███████████ ██████████ ███████ █████████████████ ███████████ ██████████ █████████

- Do not even try. You may control me but I will not appreciate you spilling this kind of information. You don't even understand the danger it will cause. - He said to me... that actually scared me... - I will head my way now, so please prepare the room. Understood?

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Anyway he went to other authors to collect the shards of the souls for his cast. While he was gone, I was tasked to prepare the room. Somehow... He probably forgot that I can only narrate. Asshole. His arm appeared from a small portal with... Oh that's just rude.

Sometime later

The damiog has returned from his journey to harvest the soul shards. Eight shards of most frequent guests such as Team RWBY, Jaune, Nora and Ren, and way less shards of more rare ones, such as Ace-ops or Pietro Polendina. However, it seems that he didn't bring Amber to the auditorium.

- It's because I have nothing to show her, - he said to my confusion – Everyone here must see something that will change them, make them laugh or understand each other. Amber however doesn't seem to change her view or would understand someone she doesn't, Maria is the same, but looks like you didn't catch her absence. - Who did you take it from? - KyleAlingus, Cosmo_Writer, ZongWeiTan9, Congamer24, SoundBlastersuperior, KiddoIsTheBest and ISMRaceway. – He then looks around the room – So the room is not ready, right? – He asked, I would nob if I could. – Then narrate as it is ready – fine.