Werebeast of Remnant {RWBY / No Game No Life Male Reader insert}

~Chapter One~ Arrival

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All will come to make sense in time, I am going to use all I know to chug this story along, Formless_Writer out

Y/n = your name

L/n = last name

E/c = Eye color

H/c = Hair color

you should get the gist of it. another insert and all

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~Y/N POV~

I groan in annoyance and pain, pushing myself up off the ground as memories flood my mind, signifying I have been integrated into this world. I focus on the required parts, such as I am a friend of one Blake Belladonna and the favorite of a Kali Belladonna, Ghira had died to protect me and I blamed myself for it. I use a double ended Scythe that looks like one that came straight out of a mix of  Bloodborne and Infamous. From the looks of the memories, I have come to possess two semblances and an Aura the color of the void, a sparkling unnamed color, since one could not describe it.

I had a passive semblance which allowed me to bind anything that is mine to me with chains that can either be seen or unseen, The other seemed to be complete control over the void and true darkness. I begin to think with a small hum, attempting to comb over my memories. I was looking for a place I could slip in which would  put me in the middle of things. I come across one particular memory, I was about five and looking at a screen. It had showed a castle like building, which caused one name to surface in the jumbled mess of memories. "Beacon Academy." I say aloud, gaining a smirk as I over look Menagerie from atop the outer of a mountain.

I pull my hood over my head, my cloak still intact from the forced teleportation, my hood seemed stiff, but I was manipulating the shadows; allowing it to perfectly set the black skull face over mine; it was built into the hood and was like I cut the skull in half down the side, keeping the lower jaw and all, my control over shadows hiding my face completely. My fox ears were black with white tips and my nine tails concealed with magic. My scythe was folded in half, held against my back under the cloak by the shadows, "remember Y/n, only use blood destruction if absolutely required. the less they know about your abilities, the stronger you are." I mutter to myself in ancient latin.

My cloak was perfect in symmetry, showing no skin of mine. I make my way down the mountain, towards the village? if that is what I would call it, I wasn't sure. I noticed that it had more of this 'faunus' than humans; I poked my ears out of the holes my hood had, not that you could notice with my manipulation of shadows. The residents of this village thing seemed to relax at the sight. 'not a big fan of humans, are we?' I mused under my breath, within my pouch I had about seven hundred thousand lien. "Geez Tet, are you wanting me to set up an empire here?" I muse under my breath in ancient latin, not that Tet would hear me anyways; 

though the people here would look at me like I'm crazy if they heard the language. It died out so long ago. I make my way towards the boat, though the captain tried to stop me. "we are already departing, no more room and no ticket." A blatant lie. I press 500 lien against his chest. "Just keep quiet about me." I met his eyes, he was shaking slightly but nodded, accepting the bribe of silence. My E/c eyes had met his, their hairlike vertical slitted pupils had him in fear, that being all they could see through the eye sockets of the mask.