Peer Into The Mirror, Where Another You Shines Bright.

Jaune thought he was going insane. He was having dreams of a City that didn't exist. Jaunes who weren't Jaune, yet still was, all the same.

It was as if he looked into a murky mirror, visions of worlds that never were, and from what he saw of them? He hoped they were worlds that never would be.

Despite that, all he felt dreaming of all those Jaunes was jealousy. Each of them were powerful in their own ways. He simply wished he was even half as good as them.

Yet it never occured to him to simply reach out to those seemingly unreachable stars. After all, he was just as much of Jaune as all the others.

With these other Jaunes, these Identities. Perhaps he can be the huntsman he always wished he could be.