Full truth of the immortal river

Chapter 1

Beacon Academy, a bastion of hope amidst the bleakness of Remnant, stood as a beacon of light amidst the encroaching shadows. Its towering spires, adorned with ornate architecture, seemed to reach for the heavens, defying the darkness that clawed at its foundations. It was here that Sanemi Shinazugawa found himself, his arrival marking the beginning of a new chapter in his tumultuous journey.

As Sanemi stepped onto the grounds of Beacon, his cold and unwavering gaze scanned the bustling courtyard, filled with the vibrant energy of young Huntsmen and Huntresses-in-training. The atmosphere was charged with determination, but he remained a lone figure, detached from the camaraderie and the bonds that seemed to intertwine the hearts of others.

In the distance, he caught sight of a team of four, their vibrant personalities and distinctive color schemes standing out amidst the sea of students. They were Team RWBY—Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, and Yang Xiao Long—each possessing their own unique skills and aspirations. But unlike the lively camaraderie that defined them, Sanemi remained an island, an enigma shrouded in darkness.

Ruby, the team's leader, with her red cloak billowing in the wind, was the first to approach. Her silver eyes sparkled with youthful exuberance, contrasting sharply with Sanemi's brooding presence. She extended a hand, her voice filled with genuine warmth.

"Hey there! You must be the new student! I'm Ruby Rose. Welcome to Beacon!"

Sanemi's eyes flickered briefly to her outstretched hand, but he made no move to accept the gesture. Instead, he simply nodded, his voice devoid of emotion. "Sanemi Shinazugawa."

Ruby's smile faltered, but she remained undeterred. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Sanemi! If you ever need any help or have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. Team RWBY is always here to lend a hand."

Sanemi's stoic expression remained unchanged as he turned his attention to the other members of Team RWBY. Weiss, the ice queen with a regal demeanor, regarded him with an air of cool detachment. Blake, the quiet and mysterious bookworm, observed him with a keen and guarded gaze. Yang, the fiery and boisterous powerhouse, wore a bemused expression as she sized him up.

Their curiosity piqued, the members of Team RWBY attempted to break through the walls that Sanemi had erected around himself, but their efforts were met with cold indifference. His silence spoke volumes, a resolute refusal to let anyone enter his world of shadows.

Days turned into weeks, and Sanemi's presence within Beacon became a chilling enigma. He excelled in combat classes, his katana slicing through the training grounds with an efficiency that sent shivers down the spines of his peers. But he remained a loner, a solitary figure lost in the depths of his own torment.

Yet, as much as he distanced himself from the bonds of friendship, the whispers of shadows continued to haunt him. They danced in the corners of his mind, their ethereal melodies reminding him of the darkness that still enveloped Remnant. He knew that the battle against the Grimm was far from over, and his duty as a Hunter demanded his unwavering resolve.

In the depths of the night, as the moon cast an eerie glow upon the academy, Sanemi found solace in the solitude. He would often wander the halls, his steps echoing through the empty corridors, searching for answers that seemed forever out of reach. The weight of his tragic past and the burden of his vendetta bore down upon him, feeding the darkness within.

Sanemi Shinazugawa, a tempest shrouded in shadows, remained an enigma within Beacon's hallowed halls. With each passing day, the atmosphere grew thicker, the tendrils of darkness creeping closer. The fate of Remnant and the secrets it held would soon collide with his unwavering resolve, setting in motion a cataclysmic dance that would test his mettle and push him closer to the precipice of his own salvation or damnation.