Solo Arc

Solo Arc Chapter 8: The Grand huntsman

Jaune was sitting down cross legged in a triangle formation with Iron in his new silver/blue armor form and the surprise third member of their group. The personification of the system itself.

Jaune glances between the two of them and await their tale. The system shifts in its sitting position as it seems to sigh and begin the story of Jaunes grandfather and the previous inheritor of the system.

~Well Jaune as you know so far, your grandfather was the previous user of me, the system, and the previous master to Iron here. One difference though, Iron was living back then and your grandfather was more hesitant to speak with me compared to you. In fact he treated me as more an adviser for key decisions than a system since he wasn't familiar with video games. In fact in the end he decided to treat me as a second personality to himself and as his semblance. It was an interesting take on how I was treated, I guess in that regard both you and your grandfather are very similar! Hahah!~

Jaune was concentrated throughout that small recap and then glanced at Iron imagining him as human, then noted the size he had. "So my grandfather spoke to you more as a voice in his head, and for Iron he was alive back when my grandfather was alive? You weren't in this form? And similar in talking with you? Or do you mean similar in other ways?"

The system chuckles more at those last two questions while Iron takes up the speaking role next. "What the system means is that yes, your grandfather spoke to it as a voice in his head, and for me yes I was alive, in fact I am actually a Bison Faunus. Hence the horns on my helmet to allow me room for them under my helm. And yes similar in talking to the system, but also your introduction to it."

With a raised eyebrow Jaune stares at Iron for clarification before Iron drops the hilarious reveal, "Your grandfather thought he went crazy and fainted when the system designated him as the new user as well."

Jaune simply goes "Ah" in understanding while the system giggles more at that memory and how similar it was to Jaunes reaction to it for their first interaction. Jaune then blinks and realizes, "Wait! How did my Grandfather access the system in the first place? Did he also find the temple and not tell anyone? Or was it something different? And how important was he that he suddenly had a keep? You as a solider? And was sitting on a throne in this said keep?! I am missing so many details!"

~Well... to be honest... Your Grandfather did find the temple, but it was under a special circumstance. In fact I believe Iron can tell us how your grandfather came to the temple in the first place.~

Iron nods then closes his eyes before gazing at the ceiling, "Well it all began with a mission. Between myself, your Grandfather, and 6 other huntsmen and huntresses. It was a simple protection mission for a village. In fact at this time your Grandfather had more than 50 successful missions in a row by now and was known as the White Knight of the Arc clan. And he was being considered for a new title and a new personalized team by the council of vale soon. Until this mission happened. He and I were good friends from our time in Beacon together. Same team even. So it made sense for us to work together as we always have as the twin shields of the light."

– Flashback –

A man no more than 32 years old with an average blonde beard growing on his face, covering his upper lip and all around his mouth, stood smiling at the afternoon sun as he polished his prized possession. A long sword and shield called Crocea Mors. His pride and joy of a weapon, his father said it was from his father so it was a powerful legacy weapon that meant so much to all members of the arc clan as it was passed from son to son. His full plate armor glistened in the sun as he finished checking his gear and backpack of supplies for this new mission, a B ranked danger mission for at least 6 people to participate in. He stood tall and proud in his gear at a nice solid 6' 5" with a nice lean and powerful build to himself to keep himself, strong and flexible for missions.