Chronicles of Remnant: Our Final Stand

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Author: Okay, first of all, hi! Second of all, I was this close to punching my monitor. Now that I've gotten my second cent in, I'd like to apologize for the delays. I know I was on a break, but I didn't realize how long this chapter would take to finish. But thank god, it's finally done!

So, before I let you all go, there will be one more chapter to wrap this up, and then that'll conclude this arc. After that, I'm planning a hiatus because I want to enjoy December. I'm not sure when I'll start writing again, but hopefully, the final arc will be ready by January.

On top of that, next year, I'll be working on a new story. So, stay tuned!


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CAPITAL LETTER = Yelling

Italic = Thoughts

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Text = Serious tone/Emphasis

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Links:

World-building: ( https://rwby-redux.tumblr.com/) And (https://www.worldanvil.com/w/world-of-remnant-28rwby29-reaverarklight)

Timeline: ( https://glq.pages.dev/rwby/timeline/)

Quirks: (https://quirkwizard.tumblr.com/)

A/n: I take no credit for any video or images used in the book. All rights go to their respective creators.

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Previously...

[Location: Haven Academy]

[Location: Haven Academy]

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(No One POV)

Adam growled at Blake's statement, making him tighten the grip on his sword. However, a sudden loud crash boomed through the area, making him and everyone else halt for a moment. All eyes were now on the groaning form of Y/N, who could be seen sprawled out on the floor near the fountain. Not too far away from was the relic the group had been trying to obtain.

Moments later, they saw him struggling to get to his feet.

Many were confused about his presence, only to get spooked by the Grand Hall's doors exploding outward in a shower of debris. Shards and splinters of wood flew everywhere. Instinctively, some people shielded their eyes, while others grabbed their ears, wincing in pain due to their heightened hearing.

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