As Glynda looked down at the seated Headmaster, her thoughts raged in her mind, “What is Ozpin doing! Students don’t have to reveal their Semblances to the school, it’s their personal right. I am going to kill this man by the time (Y/N) is fully enrolled!” That’s right, students don’t have to tell the school what their semblances are, however most students choose to at least name them to register it on their Hunters ID. What Ozpin was implying to (Y/N) was that he needed to name and explain his Semblance to him and everyone else in the room.

Pyrrha looked at the scene with more confusion, “I didn’t need to register my Semblance in anyway. Why would (Y/N) need to?” The thought swam through her mind, but she never had a chance to say it allowed as the conversation continued.

(Y/N) looked at Ozpin in suspicion for a moment, but right after that he figured that there was no reason not to. After all he had numerous other abilities that people don’t know about, and Overtime was a rain drop in an ocean in comparison to some of the other things he could do. “Of course, my Semblance is called Overtime and it essentially adds a follow up attack after any physical attack that I do.”

As he explained his Semblance, Ozpin looked at him in disbelief, “That doesn’t explain Goodwitch or Pyrrha’s behaviors. Maybe he is lying to save face. Uhm, do you believe you could show us an example? It would help us register a more descriptive and accurate bio of your ability.”

“Uhh sure, Pyrrha could you come a bit closer for a moment?” Pyrrha look a bit confused at his request, but she obliged and closed the distance between them. (Y/N) then gently placed his hand on the top of Pyrrha’s soft red hair, and slowly began stroking it with his fingers. The group then watched/felt, as a ghostly hand made from Aura followed his real hand’s movements. “See, it kinda just does this. So, when I punch or kick something its like I do it twice. I’ve never tried enhancing it with dust, but I’d imagine that it would just add an elemental effect to the ability.” As he continued to stroke Pyrrha’s hair, her face body started to heat up, and with every further stroke she leaned further into his touch, moaning quietly all the while.

Glynda watched as Pyrrha enjoyed (Y/N)’s touch and she couldn’t help but become jealous at the attention she was receiving. However, as soon as it started, it ended as (Y/N) removed his hand from her long, beautiful hair, much to the dismay of Pyrrha Nikos. Ozpin watched the demonstration with more confusion, “I guess that is his Semblance then. It explains the indentation of the destroyed wall, and its not exactly the most out of this world, insane ability. However, that doesn’t explain why Glynda and Pyrrha are acting this way. Could it be that they actually just like him that much?” Ozpin considered the thought that this young man in front of him was not as malicious as he thought he was and the more he thought about it, the more credibility it gained. Throughout his orientation he had been incredibly charismatic, happy, intelligent, and overall, a phenomenal person to be around. He soon conceded the idea that (Y/N) was a malicious figure, and because of it he decided to apologize for his actions. “I apologize for the needed detail; you have been very cooperative, and I thank you for it.”

“It’s no big deal, anything to help the process along, or ease your stress in anyway is something that I’ll gladly take. I know you got a lot of weight on his shoulders already so there is no reason for me to add anymore.”

“Thank you, Mr. (Y/N) I very much appreciate the sentiment. But with that you are all finished. Your uniform will be shipped to your temp room within a few days so look out for that. I look forward to watching your growth as a huntsman in training, and if you ever need anything from me feel free to ask.” Glynda looked over at Ozpin’s sudden change in how he was treating her (Y/N) with confusion. She already had a bone to pick with him, because of all the things he had done that day, and especially because he made him disclose information about his semblance, but now she had additional ammunition to use against him when she addressed his treatment of (Y/N).

“Alright Pyrrha lets go,” (Y/N) and Pyrrha made towards the elevator door opposite from the one they entered through, walking side by side all the while. As they hit the singular button and the doors opened, (Y/N) turned to the beautiful women, and surprisingly young-looking legend and gave them one last goodbye. “Well while I’m up here, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to take a quick look at these two’s stats. It’ll give me a good idea of the top tiers in this world, so I have an idea of how strong ill need to be when the invasion happens.” (Y/N) harped back to the original idea of him being in Remnant in the first place, the Awakened were a group of people that sought out worlds that couldn’t protect themselves, meaning that is he wasn’t stronger than the strongest people in Remnant then he wouldn’t be able to protect them. “Observe!”

Name: Glynda Goodwitch

Age: 42

Race: Human

Titles: Top Huntress, Beacon’s Lead Professor, The Disciplinarian, Etc.

LVL: MAX

HP: 16200/16200

AU: 15650/15650

Attributes:

STR; 255

END; 1510

DEX; 505

VIT; 760

INT; 3775

LUK; 755

*Telekinesis (Semblance)*- Glynda’s complete mastery over this Semblance allows her to move and control objects with the utmost skill and ability. She is so proficient with her Semblance that she can use it offensively and defensively as easily as she breaths.

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Name: Ozma, Ozpin

Age: 65, (3489)

Race: Human

Titles: Beacons Headmaster, The Wizard, The Infinite Man, Etc.

LVL: MAX

HP: 43240/43240

MP: 27665/27665

Attributes:

STR; 2115

END; 1511

DEX; 2112

VIT; 2112

INT; 4520

LUK; 1210

“Jesus Christ! I knew the shit was gonna be high, but it’s still surprising to see stats like this. It may take me a while to get there, but we gotta do it ASAP. I almost forgot about Ozpin’s whole reincarnation plotline with Salem, didn’t he create the maidens? Does that mean that right now he’s weaker than he was before? Guess that means I have to shoot for at least double Ozpin, or Ozma rather. Damn, Ozma is old as fuck! And Glynda is hot as fuck for her age, I mean God damn!“ After finishing up his quick thoughts about the information that he saw regarding the two heads of Beacon academy, he entered into the elevator beside Pyrrha, and said his goodbyes.

“I’ll be seeing you later Glynda, you gotta teach me some things about being a Huntsman.” The woman smiled in response to his comment, waving him goodbye as the doors began closing. “And thanks for everything headmaster Ozma!” Those were the last words the headmaster heard as the sturdy elevator doors closed shut, leaving Ozpin and Glynda in the office alone.

Ozpin was stunned, he couldn’t believe the name he had been called by (Y/N), after all no one other than a very select few individuals should know about his past, or even the less the true state of Remnant. As soon as he recovered from his shock, he made to get up and chase down the young man for answers, but he was stopped by a strong force that glued him to his seat.

Glynda Goodwitch was far too focused on her anger towards Ozpin to even properly register what (Y/N) called the silver haired man. Ozpin, now stuck to his seat by a powerful force, turned to Glynda who was glaring at him while angrily tapping her forearm with her black riding crop. “Headmaster” she hissed in an aggressive tone, “you have some explaining to do!” That day Ozpin learned to treat (Y/N) (L/N) with absolute fairness, respect, and kindness as Glynda Goodwitch tore him a new one. Let’s just say that she truly earned the title The Disciplinarian.

On the other side of the shut elevator doors. riding down in the metallic box, (Y/N) was mentally cursing himself for the slip up, “Shit! How did I screw up and call Ozpin, Ozma!” He held his hand to his forehead and let out a long sigh. “I really fucked up now. Ozpin’s gonna question the fuck outa me cause I know shit I’m not supposed to, but there’s nothing I can really do about it now. All I can really hope for now is that he either didn’t hear me or disregards the mistake, but both of those are very unlikely. I guess I gotta come up with a plan for this shit too. Ugh, its just one thing after another with this place.”

Pyrrha watched (Y/N) with interest as he let out an exasperated sigh, “(Y/N), what’s wrong? Are you alright?”

(Y/N) exited his thoughts and turned to Pyrrha, “Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit tired as all, it’s been a long day.” He couldn’t actually feel tired, in fact he wasn’t even sure if it was possible for him to get mentally exhausted either, but he lied to cover up his mental anguish at his slip up.

Pyrrha’s look of concern didn’t leave her face as she approached the young man, “its not good to push yourself too hard, even the strongest of people need to rest on occasion. Here,” as she spoke, she gently wrapped her arms around his head and pulled his head into her clothed bosom, “use me to rest for a moment. I know its not much, but I will do anything I can to assist you in relieving your stress.”

(Y/N) was going to attempt to refuse the action, but as soon as his head touched her chest all arguments left his mind. He sunk into the cushioned softness that was her breast and rested silently in her embrace as they slowly descended in the elevator. The woman couldn’t help but stare down at the resting boy as he laid in her breasts with her hands wrapped around him, “He’s so cute! And super cuddly! I wouldn’t mind if we could stay like this forever.” The last thought amused her as she cuddled into the resting boy in her arms. Every second she spent holding him felt like an eternity of pure bliss, but as the elevator slowed to a stop, she realized that the eternity was not nearly long enough.

The group exited the elevator with Byakko retaking her place in (Y/N)’s arms. They continued walking out of the special elevator area and turned back towards the way they came. “Where exactly are you heading (Y/N)? I thought that you would want to check out your room first and foremost.”

Turning to Pyrrha he explained, “Nah, first I gotta go get Nix and Neyah and tell them about how I got enrolled. And then we’ll probably go back to see our new temp room and go occupy a training room to do a little evening training before bed. Your free to tag a long for the ride if you wish.”

Her face lit up at the invitation, “Of course I’d love to come with you! However, I wouldn’t want to interrupt whatever you have going on with the Nix and Neyah figures you were speaking about. If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly is your relationship with them?”

As the three of them walked to the Battle Arena, (Y/N) explained his relationship with Nix and Neyah, including a little description of both Faunus women. After hearing the news, for some reason she got a bit depressed as it felt like she had just lost something extremely valuable to her, but (Y/N) then included that they were fine with the idea of an open relationship, and suddenly the feeling went away again. He continued to explain how he didn’t exactly know the details of the whole thing, but Pyrrha remained with a determined look on her face at the news.

The continued walking and talking as they entered the arena, and (Y/N) used his mental map to find the location of the two girls. He then led Pyrrha through the winding hallways of the endless practice rooms until they eventually stopped at one. “Alright, they should be in here” he said as he knocked ‘lightly’ on the black door. The group waited for a moment, until the door slowly rose from the ground and a tall woman with bandages around her chest leaped out of the room, and ferociously tackled (Y/N) to the ground.

Pyrrha watched as the girl pelted his face with kisses while saying ‘I love you’ and ‘I missed you’ repeatedly. Her attention was suddenly overtaken by another smaller girl with fluffy ears slowly walking towards her. The shorter girl reached out her hand in a shake while saying, “hello it is very nice to meet you. My name is Nieva Panthera, but you may call me Nix.”

The scarlet haired woman took the girls hand and shook it gently, “It is very nice to meet you Nix, I am Pyrrha Nikos.” As soon as she introduced herself, the girl that was straddling (Y/N)’s waist suddenly stopped her incessant kissing.

She slowly rose to her feet and approached the red-haired woman in an intimidating manner. “So, your Pyrrha Nikos. I heard that you were pretty strong.”

Pyrrha could sense the woman sizing her up, and since she was not one to back down from a fight, she took one strong step forward enforcing her height advantage over the Faunus. “Yes, that is correct, I am Pyrrha Nikos. And I am known for my strength in battle, do you have an issue with that?”

Neyah stared up at the woman, Pyrrha wasn’t much taller than her, only a few inches at best, but when they were face to face like this the difference was very noticeable. “I aint got no problem with that, I just wanna know what you’re doing snoopin around MY man.”

Pyrrha could feel the aggression in her voice when she added emphasis to the ‘my’ in her statement. She couldn’t exactly refute the girls claim of ownership over (Y/N), but she felt that she couldn’t back down or she would lose her opportunity to grow closer romantically with him. “I was with him for the past hour, helping him find his way around the campus. If you have an issue with me assisting and supporting YOUR man, then we can settle it in the arena, Neyah.” The instant she said it she couldn’t believe she was so straight forward and aggressive with her threat, but her confidence didn’t waver even for a moment. For some reason whenever (Y/N)’s involved she finds the confidence to say and do whatever she truly feels, and this was a prime example of that fact.

Neyah gripped her fist, glared intensely, and flashed her fangs at the taller women, but Pyrrha didn’t waver in the slightest. The tension in the air continued to rise as the two refused to back down from each other. As (Y/N) looked up and saw the girls close to fighting, he was about to move to separate them, however when he looked at Nix, he noticed that she watched on at the scene passively. Seeing how calm she looked, he decided to allow the scene to play out.

Neyah started growling aggressively as she quickly reached for her spear and pulled it from her back. Pyrrha didn’t show any reaction as Neyah pulled out the spear, but instead of attack Pyrrha, she maneuvered the blade to create a quick stabbing motion aimed directly at (Y/N)’s head. In that instant Pyrrha moved into action, quickly swiping Neyah’s armed hand upward while hooking her leg around the woman’s and pushing hard. In that one fluid motion, Pyrrha disarmed and pinned Neyah to the ground, holding her forearm nightly against her throat.

Nix exhaled slightly at Neyah’s antics, walking up behind Pyrrha and taping her slightly on the shoulder. “Excuse me Miss Nikos, please forgive my sister’s belligerent actions. Trust me when I say (Y/N)’s not in any danger whatsoever.”

Pyrrha turned her head around and looked at the calm sister and questioned her, “what do you mean? She clearly tried to hurt him! She tried to hurt MY (Y/N)! I felt her intent, that was not a feint or a fake out, or anything of the sort! She tried to hurt him!”

Nix looked at Neyah who was still pinned to the floor, and as their eyes met, they had a silent conversation through the gazes. The silent communications quickly ended with Nix flaring her eyes at the pinned girl, and Neyah rolled her eyes in return. “You pass Pyrrha, I was testing you. I promise I wasn’t going to hurt the most important thing in my life. Think about it, even if I wanted to, he could’ve dodged if he wanted to. I also just projected the intent, I wasn’t actually gonna do it, now please get the fuck off me!”

As she heard the explanation from Neyah, she turned her head to (Y/N) looking for confirmation, and he motioned her to get up. The instant she saw the motion, she removed her forearm from her neck and stood up, standing in between Neyah and (Y/N). “I apologize for my harshness, but I believed you were going to hurt him. Do you think that you could help me understand what you were ‘testing’ and the rest of what just transpired?”

Neyah quickly hopped up from the floor, cracking her neck slightly as she rose. Nix decided to start the explanation, “In simplest terms, Neyah decided it would be a good idea to test your love and loyalty for (Y/N).”

“This seemed like the fastest way to do it, and plus it worked so I don’t know why you’re complaining.”

Pyrrha’s face blushed up as she heard the word love being used to describe her feelings towards (Y/N). “Love? I don’t know about that; I mean how did you even know I felt that way?”

Neyah chose to respond, “What do you mean how? It’s so obvious! The instant the door opened you tried to prevent me from tackling Darling, what you thought I didn’t notice? I can smell it coming off you in waves.”

“And your eyes give you away Miss Pyrrha, you are very clearly enthralled by (Y/N) the same way we are. You may not love him as deeply as we do, but the love is still there, and you passed the test. So, you are welcome to become a sister in love with me and my sister.”

Before anyway else could respond or ask any more questions (Y/N) shot up and interrupted their conversation. “Alright! All that is great, fine, and dandy, but I would like to announce my admission into Beacon! We can talk and sort the rest of that shit out on the way back to Hope! Now, follow me please.”

(Y/N) gave them no room to argue or celebrate as he immediately began walking his way out of the building, with the three girls trailing behind him. And as he said before, the girls then talked and figured the rest of their shit out on the way there. Nix and Neyah gave him kisses on the cheek in response to his admission, and were extremely proud, yet not surprised, at his S-Ranking. Pyrrha decided that she would like to be a lover of (Y/N)’s considering her seemingly instant attraction to him, even though she was reluctant to share him. However, she had to concede that since she wasn’t his first lover in the first place. Neyah and Pyrrha began discussing a possible spar, training regimens, and battle strategy with (Y/N) and Nix talking about the events that led up to that moment. Including his encounter with Goodwitch and the events at Ozpin’s office. Nix mumbled something under her breath about another love rival that (Y/N) chose to ignore not wanting to deal with another test. And soon enough they entered into their brand-new temporary room that was much bigger than the last one.

They didn’t give the room a thorough examination as Neyah was starting to get antsy about wanting to spar, so the group, led by Pyrrha, headed to the training rooms. When they arrived, they quickly entered into the room, and found that it was much bigger than the ones at the Battle Arena. There was also a console that they could use to alter the environment slightly, but they didn’t explore that much as they immediately started to bare hand spare in the room. (Y/N) took part in some of the training session, mostly acting as an observer, helping any time he thought he could.

Time quickly passed and the group got tuckered out a tired from the constant battling, so they quickly headed back to the room for some much-needed sleep. The girls told Pyrrha that she was welcomed to sleep with them, but she politely refused, saying that she still had other things that she needed to attend to. So, the original three stripped and cuddled up into one another for a night of rest.

After the girls fell asleep, (Y/N) and Byakko left the room again in the same fashion they did the night before, and they ran back into the city to accomplish their nightly activities. (Y/N) continued to absorb a ton of Grimm, and Byakko continued to brutalize a lot of Ursa, with them both gaining little to no loot in the process. They quickly headed back as the sun began to rise over the horizon, making it just in time to swap places with his Aura clone.

The rest of the next day was more of the same things, they woke up, got ready, found their way to the cafeteria, debriefed on the day’s activities, met up with Pyrrha on the way to the Arena, and cheered as they watched Nix decimated her opponents yet again and be declared the champion of the 26th pool. Pyrrha was impressed with her speed and strength, and they discussed a lot of that as they walked back to the Hope building to let off some energy from the unsatisfactory matches.

The rest of the week was much of the same, waking up, finding Pyrrha wherever she was, and training or exploring the expansive building. As long as (Y/N) or Pyrrha were with them, they could literally go anywhere they wanted to. So, they enjoyed the library, weight room, science centers, special guest speakers, and a whole heck of a lot more. Nix and Neyah even allowed Pyrrha to go on a little private date with (Y/N), while the two of them watched Byakko, and the tall woman and savior of earth grew a lot closer that day. Even though they weren’t actually alone, (Y/N) just didn’t have the heart to tell Pyrrha that they were being followed by Nix and Neyah the entire time. When he got back to the room, they pounced on him asking why he didn’t ‘make a move’ and ‘assert his dominance’ on Pyrrha during their date. He ignored their comments and instead ‘asserted his dominance’ on them in the bedroom with aggressive oral, that they couldn’t get enough of. Of course, (Y/N) and Byakko’s nightly exploits continued and at the end of the week they finally managed to clear out the Dungeons in the industrial district, the Boss of the District was an Ursa Major which, according to (Y/N), was pretty cool, but he watched as Byakko shredded it with ease which made it not as cool. Also, he was incredibly close to having the egg hatch which was a big plus.

A whole helluva lot more shit happened during the week that I am sure any person would have loved to hear about in excruciating detail, but maybe that story will be told another day. However, that time is not now, as (Y/N), Nix, and Neyah have just jumped into bed after a long day of enjoying one another’s company.

Nix cuddled up on the right side of (Y/N)’s body, shifting herself to become more comfortable, and whispered a question into his ear. “I wonder why Pyrrha doesn’t want to sleep with us. Do you think we make her uncomfortable with our showings of affection?”

On his left side, Neyah followed up with similar comments of her own, “yeah, I wonder why. We spend all day together, she damn near shows up at the door every morning, but whenever we offer a simple sleep over, she declines with some bullshit excuse. I really like her too. Do you think that she maybe doesn’t like us?” For the first time in a while, maybe ever, he saw a look of true disgruntled sadness on both girls faces.

He hugged the girls tighter into himself, exerting his comforting warmth across them, “I know that she enjoys being around you both a ton, hell she may like you even more then me. I’m sure that sleeping together is just a large step for her. She is fairly self-conscious so that could be apart of it as well. Either way, she is probably not comfortable making this step right now. I’ll tell you what, I’ll talk to her about it tomorrow, alright.”

In response, Nix gave him a small kiss on the cheek, and Neyah nibbled on his ear, “I would like that very much.” Nix whispered with a little giggle.

“That would be pretty cool of you Darling” Neyah said quietly as she nibbled on his ear.

“Don’t worry about Pyrrha I’ll handle it. Now, both of you need some rest, good night my loves.”

“Goodnight Darling/ Goodnight, Baby!” Within minutes, the girls who were seemingly so awake, and considered had their worries instantly remedied by their lover’s words, and soon after they fell back into a deep sleep. (Y/N) sat in the embrace of his female companions for a moment longer, just enjoying their presence and making sure that they were actually asleep.

After about ten minutes of waiting, he began his nightly routine, “Call Off, Devil’s Step” in one smooth moment, a body double replaced his position, and he teleported to the center of the large room. Byakko immediately jumped into his arms as he activated Devils Step again, sending the pair out the room and free falling through the sky as they fell quickly towards the ground. The pair remained completely calm throughout the fall, and (Y/N) activated Devils Step again teleporting them softly to the ground. He quickly activated his Demonic Speed that allowed him to zoom through the main campus to the large gate, down the massive hill, and into the city that he was now so familiar with. Instead of running immediately towards the next district to conquer, he leaped on top of one of the taller buildings in the commercial district and sat down on one of the ventilation units on the roof.

He let go of Byakko and allowed her to sit down in front of him, so he could begin his speech. “Okay Byakko, we are about to do some shit that we have yet to do in our time in Vale yet. We are about to become criminals and in doing so, we’ll probably be on a lot of bad peoples radars you feel me? So, we are going to need to be extra inconspicuous and by that, I mean, we cannot let people know who we really are. So, Imma need you to switch it up completely, no more adorableness Imma need you to give me aggression, rage, you know, just overall really bad vibes at all times. Can you do that?”

As he gave the order, Byakko shifted into her Grimm form and bore her fangs at (Y/N). She then began growling heavily, rumbling the floor as she did so. “GRRRRRRRRRR, ARHKKGGGHH” the bark like roar rumbled the entire building.

(Y/N) was unfazed by the aggressive noise, “aww, your still so cute!” He exclaimed as he pet her masked head softly. “However, that’ll do, just keep that same energy for the rest of the night, unless we find someone who you don’t need to do that too. You know what I mean, of course you do.” He didn’t really explain the situation to her completely, and that was because he didn’t actually have to explain anything. He naturally felt everything she did, and it worked vice versa, so he didn’t need to explain any of this he kinda just needed the theatrics to pump himself up. “You also need a nickname because I can’t exactly call you Byakko. Hm, you got any ideas?”

“Mwrah Mwrah”

“That’s a little on the nose don’t you think?”

“Grrrragh!”

“It can’t be Grimm; I already named the Scythe Grimm.”

Byakko sat for a moment in thought before a lightbulb went off in her head, “Hrrrwwaaghrrrr!”

(Y/N) reviewed the name for a moment, thinking about its general effectiveness and ease of use, “I really like the name Champawat, and I understand the vibe you’re going for, but I don’t know if it’s that threatening considering this is Remnant and I don’t think they know about the man-eating tiger that killed like 450 people. Hm, this is way harder than it should be. How about I throw out a bunch of names and you tell me if you fuck with them or not.” Byakko agreed to his preposition.

“Alright, Tao Wu, Hades, Nidhogg, Ravager, Malice, Uhhhh Hostile, Animus, Venom, Poison, Vicious, Uhhhhh fuck, Champ, Scylla, Hel, Sin, Evil, Death, Darkness, Abyss, fuck I’m running out of decent names. Do you like any of these?”

“Mwgrah! Grrwah!”

“So, you like Scylla, and Hela. Fuck it we’ll go with Scylla, we can always just change it later, and anyone who questions the name change will be killed on sight as an example!”

“MWRAH!”

“Hella yeah! Glad you like the name, but now it is time for me to change into my new fit. Meta, can you turn on my Appearance please.”

[Of course, Partner!]

The change was instant, not poof of black smoke, no gradual color change, no nothing. One moment he was wearing his classic outfit jacket and all, and then the next he was dressed head to toe in an eerie black and red with the Aura of death itself. He had played around with the appearance throughout the week, and he found that he could still easily use the jacket’s special ability, Magic Hat, from anywhere on the Appearances clothing which he found amazingly useful. The Oni Mask also changed his voice to a much more demonic tone that didn’t sound like a voice changer at all. It made his voice naturally sound incredibly horrifying by nature, when he spoke, he felt he sounded eerily similar to the Devil he fought on Earth which was interesting to him. The last special quality about the Appearance was the fact that he couldn’t feel it at all, it was like he was wearing his normal clothing, but the entire outfit look completely different. This included the mask, so it felt as if nothing was covering his face, and it didn’t skew his vision in the slightest bit which was awesome.

As he settled into his Appearance and the qualities that came with it, he walked to the edge of the building in the black of the night. Scylla followed beside him as he perched his foot up on the edge of the roof, looking down over the dark. Cold, empty streets of Vale. He then reached towards his chest and slowly pulled out a long black Scythe that drooled black shadows with every movement. He swung and twirled the blade in the air for a moment, before leaning it over his right shoulder as he started at his various targets. He took a deep inhale of the cool night air and spoke his first words of the night, “I Have Arrived! It Is Time For The Grimm Reaper To Take What He’s Due.”