Overlord Of Remnant

5. metamorphosis

Demiurge didn't bother to change his clothes since he sensed that the supreme being was being attacked. He flew to mount Glenn in under a hour he hated being unprepared for events such as this but he just did not have the time. After a few minutes the temple came into view and he smiled at seeing the marvelous structure he remembered when they first built it for they're lord. he wanted them to make a temple so that when he took over vale he would have a temporary place to stay. As he approached the entrance he could hear voices coming from within the cold interior of the temple.

Meanwhile

Ruby was in a bed trying to sleep, it was difficult since now she was dreaming of the events that have transpired not a few hours ago.

Dream ruby pov

I was in a dark room I could not see anything it was cold and I could see my breath. I looked around looking for anyone or anything. With no such luck, so I called out into the black abyss hoping that someone would hear me.

Me:Hello!!

No answer

Me: Hello!! Can anyone hear me!!??

I said finally getting a response but it was not words but sounds. The intense sounds of what sounds like battle I looked around and followed the sound. As I traversed the dark abyss the sounds got louder with every step I took toward the general direction of the sound. After a few minutes of walking the darkness made way to a familiar stone and icy room. Then figures came into view standing in the distance.

As I drew closer I could make out the figures faces, the same faces that I once called my friends. I held a blank expression as I walked forward, there standing there was Weiss, Blake, and Yang. Lined up in they're normal clothes, looking down shadows casted over they're faces. They relatively looked the same,  the only difference was that they didn't talk and held nuetural looks. I stood in silence looking on at them and starring at the middle 'yang' I thought.

Then in a instant I began to hear whispers they started out small and incoherent. Then they began to gradually increase in volume, what was once a few voices were now a whole flurry of voices who wanted to be heard. I fell to my knees holding my ears as the whispers got louder. I looked to now see that they were covered in blood looking down at my beaten and bruised corpse.
It was pale and rotting on the floor as they watched and did nothing.

I wanted to yell and tell the voices to stop but they didn't. Then in a instant they stopped and a figure approaches me out of the darkness.