Arc's Multiverse

Jaune Arc, the Emperor of Man

After the cast returned for a week, they went to their respective seats and calmly sat down right after Eternity assured them a new universe to view.

The whole scene is introduced in a book, then a deep, sudden voice booms in a formal manner.

"I am Jaune Arc. And I was born into this world, just like you."

Many of the women, except for Jaune's family and Salem, began to blush at Jaune's deep voice.

Cinder shuddered sensually, feeling heat rising in her loins. Neo, Emerald, and Vernal rubbed their legs.

Ruby, Pyrrha, Weiss, Velvet, Blake, Yang and Coco blushed scarlet red.

The more mature, like Glynda, Raven, and Winter, felt heat and aired off their tops, feeling hot deep in their bodies.

"A war of unceasing war and endless terrors."

Pictures of a Chaos Warrior squaring off against an Empire Hammerer began to illustrate, along with a raging Greenskin warrior.

"Wait, what?"

"It's true. Jaune lives in a world of ceaseless war, and no, this is a world, not a galaxy, but no, you wouldn't see our resident mutant in this universe." Eternity said.

Cinder and Salem sighed in relief.

"But, if so, what's with those pictures?"

"That's the Warriors of Chaos squaring off against the Empire. Unlike the Imperium of Man, the Empire of Man is a congolomerate of human barbarians united together to stand against the ceaseless terrors that plague the lands of mankind. They have advanced in a way with aid of fellow magicians and Dwarves that live in their borders, but are fairly adept at either, for their greatest strength is their unity."

"What does Jaune in this universe have to be?" Weiss continued questioning.

"He's the Emperor of Mankind."

Ironwood, Ozpin, Salem and Glynda jawdropped. They have heard of kings and queens, yes, but an Emperor was simply too unheard of by their standards.

"But with a nation of Men at it's heart, and a bastion of hope and courage; the Empire."

Everyone was stunned to hear of such an empire. The closest thing to empires were kingdoms, of which the four remained.

Salem then rubbed her chin "Hmmm... if I take this world, then I could make an empire out of it. And I will enjoy having my grandson at my side as my rightful heir."

Cinder looked at Salem with puppy eyes, as if she said "why?!" but the Grimm Queen dismissively rolled her eyes.

Even Ironwood and Winter were having the same thoughts once Atlas became the supreme kingdom of Remnant, but their friends went "oh boy" at how arrogant they could be.

In open fields, a formation of halberdiers slammed their blunt ends against the ground, as if to beat the drums. While making way for a heavily armored blonde man with a hammer in his hand, instead of Crocea Mors.

Everyone instantly recognized that to be Jaune, but the Arcs were disappointed that he used a hammer instead of the family's sword.

Nora felt underwhelmed by the hammer her fearless leader wielded in battle.

"That's his weapon! That thing's just so small! Even Magnhild's stronger than that trinket!"

"That, Miss Valkyrie, is an actual legendary warhammer called Ghal Maraz. It's name means 'skull-splitter' and the hammer has been wielded by the First Emperor of Man, known as Sigmar Heldenhammer. Before you ask, he was the founder of the Empire, whom he united out of human barbarian tribes against the terrors that threaten mankind itself."

Weiss and Winter, the most formal were skeptical about the information.

Nora was still underwhelmed, grumbling at how Jaune should wield bigger weapons than the one he was carrying.

Jaune turned around to address his soldiers directly.

"Now, we unite, to fight the evil that dared confront us! Follow me!"

The women, well, almost every of them, shuddered at the conviction.

"And we will punish this darkness!"

A horn echoes loudly in the distance, prompting Jaune to turn around.

"I swear this, as your Emperor!"

Out in the horizon, a trio of greenskins yell, as a horde of them storm the battlefield in massive numbers.

The Atlesians were in a mix of thoughts.

"Oh my... that's so many." Weiss said.

"Even still, with Mr. Arc's tactics, he would find a way to defeat a force that large. I know he could." Ironwood guessed.

His classmates and family agree of this.

"Ready arms!"

Once the greenskins come within range, the tank and the field guns opened up, obliterating pockets of greenskin ranks within the horde.

"YAY EXPLOSIVES!" Nora cheered, prompting Ren to calm her down.

"A great tactic. Wearing down numbers of attackers to soften the charge so that it would be easier to defend." Winter commented.

"Still not enough to push them back, Specialist. There are still more of them around." Ironwood corrected.

More greenskins arrived and are about to ram right through the preparing line of halberdiers. 

"Hold!" 

And when they were close enough, they engaged on brutal hand-to-hand combat, until a pair of giants came by and swept the halberdiers like pests blown aside by a broom. One giant grabbed a man and smashed him to the ground like an angry child smashing his toy.

"Whoa... they're monstrously big." Blake said, rather a bit frightened by the giants.

"If you ask who they are, they're only called Giants. Literal giants."

Salem thought that a breed of mindless gigantic Grimm would sound like a great idea... if she had thought about it sooner.

But the calvary has arrived. A formation of knights carrying jousts and riding on wingless griffons then charges straight at the greenskin lines, cutting down a swathe of them.

"That's actually an effective tactic. Using calvary to disrupt reinforcements and striking hard at where the enemy hurts. Winter, we might need an idea to recruit Mr. Arc to our cause, he might be beneficial to Atlas."

"Understood, sir." Though Winter had her doubts, she complied.

The same thing was with both Salem and Cinder, their brains storming for a plan to well basically get Jaune into their fold, before the Atlesians get to him first.

The same giant swept his club in a backhand, wiping off three more Imperial soldiers, as a mage then steps by and casts a giant meteorite that kills the giant. He soon meets his end when a winged beast gobbles him up like a chew toy and tosses him aside.

The Empire's men were stepping back until a winged griffon lands on the scene and challenges the wyvern.

"FOR SIGMAR!" Jaune declares as his pet griffon, known as Deathwing charges at the Wyvern.

After a while there, the viewing was majestic as they all believed it was.