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RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth
Prologue: Overlord
What happened? Where am I? Why do I not feel anything?
"My lord, your body has been destroyed."
Destroyed? Tell me Provenance, what happened?
"The usurper, sir. She was able to catch you off guard. A swift blade through the neck and your head was separated from your body."
What was I doing? The memories surrounding my death are...fuzzy.
"You were forming a new Grimm. A spider like being, it was unfinished, and shall remain that way until you take your place back as the Overlord."
Then we must be in some sort of void space.
"It would appear so, she destroyed my body as well, I would not show her the loyalty she so wished, thus we have both been removed from the physical realm."
Has she found Draconem?
"No, she has only started her rule, but she is twisting them. Making them...evil."
We had already existed as evil. A necessary evil sure, but still considered evil, nonetheless. However, that dragon must not be found.
"True, but we were more passive, more indifferent to the humans and Faunus that had spawned and were taking over. We lived with a more 'you ignore us we ignore you' mentality. She is making them more active, more aggressive."
So, she wants either genocide or power, then? Interesting.
"Are you going to reform your body and take back the hordes?"
Yes, but not yet.
"My lord?"
Think on it Provenance, if I were to reform now, I would be weak, not only that, but others would know of my power and try to take it for themselves. No, we will wait.
"Wait for what?"
Two things, first I want her to be at the zenith of her power. I want her to be a lesson to Remnant that I am not one to be trifled with. Second, I must wait for a vessel.
"Why do you need a vessel?"
This vessel will provide for me a body to hold my mind and power. With time, it will also give me a...foundation with which I can build for myself a new body, one that will not have the head so easily removed. The only thing I fear is that the host will have a way to remove me from the equation.
"But how can that happen? You are the Overlord of the Grimm! The first of us with me as your first creation! Nothing should be able to overcome your will. Look at you now, not even death can stop you."
Indeed, but these posthumous plans do not account for unknown variables. Are there any Grimm still loyal?
"I believe the only Grimm still loyal to you are Cyclone and me. Unfortunately, Cyclone is one of the last of his kind, she killed most of his brethren, and the rest have gone into hiding. He is feigning loyalty to her until you return. The Nevermores, Ursai, Boarbatusks, Deathstalkers, and younger Beowolves have shown their loyalty to her. The Goliaths remain indifferent to her just as they did to you. The geists show their loyalty to her but wait eagerly for you. And as I said-"
The Deathwalkers have been hunted to near extinction, yes, I know.
"What do you want to do sir?"
I want you to return to the world, find any Grimm that remain loyal to me, and have them marked in such a way that I will be able to tell the difference between them and the traitors. When I return to the physical realm, you and you alone shall seek me out when I call you.
"How will you know it's me, sir?"
Provenance, you are the eldest Beowolf, as such you are far larger than your brethren, and you unlike them will be marked. Make the mark simple, a crosshair over the right eye, or eyes.
"A crosshair?"
Yes, human invention, a circle with a cross in the middle of it. It isn't that hard to do is it? No. Now go my friend, we'll meet again in due time.
"By your will, my lord."
-Many Years Later-
Well this is interesting. A body with little control, you shall be the perfect vessel. Just regain control and senses...and done.
"AAAAH! What's going on!? Who are you!? Where are you?! Please don't kill me!"
Calm down boy! I'm not going to hurt you! You are too valuable for me to kill.
"Then who are you? And what the heck is going on?"
Well, I have chosen you as my vessel. After what you just did, your body has become the perfect form to house my mind and power.
"Ok, so, who are you? Also, why should I allow this?"
I am the Overlord. And you should allow this, because you would have failed to revert to your human form and possibly met a rather grisly end by your own hand.
"I...I don't understand."
Of course you don't. You are a shapeshifter.
"Ok."
You had shapeshifted to that form and you couldn't control it. I simply took over for a brief second and helped you revert back…mostly. So, you owe me.
"Ok, hold on. How long do you think you will be riding along in my head, huh? Also, what are you the Overlord of? And, why does my arm hurt?"
I do not know how long I shall accompany you, but I can say that I shall not be here for the rest of your life. As for your arm, well, that is probably just an unfortunate side effect of your transformation. If not, well then, I will help you come to understand it.
"And what are you the Overlord of? For that matter, what is an Overlord?"
Grimm. I am the Overlord, or ruler, of the Grimm. I am the first of them and the only one of my kind.
"The Grimm Overlord...I thought that was just a myth…"
Well guess what? That myth just became fact. Deal with it. I am just as happy with this situation as you are boy.
"Do you not have your own body?"
No, my body was destroyed by a woman who usurped my position. She corrupted most of my beautiful creations.
"What? She corrupted them? What did you create that were corrupted?"
The Grimm, boy. If I am apparently a myth, then how do you not know what I did in my lifetime? I am the architect of the Grimm. I design them, mould them, then give them life. We...They were a necessary evil and now they have been corrupted.
"The Grimm weren't always evil!? Also, you still haven't told me your name."
We have always been considered evil, we were just necessary. We were the natural balance to the world. We were to this world what death is to life, or darkness to the light. As for my name, boy, I was never given a name. The Grimm always referred to me as 'sir', 'my lord' or 'Overlord'. I was never anything but the Overlord.
"Ok, what am I going to get out of this? If you are going to live in my head, I think I should get something more out this than just my life on a silver platter."
That is...doable. I shall also require something from you. How about we make this relationship one of mutual gain. You provide me with information about your world, and until I leave your body, I will help you learn to control your power. Does that sound fair?
"Yes, you still need a name though, I don't want to call you Overlord all the bloody time, and I don't want you to call me boy all the time either."
Fair enough then, what shall I call you?
"My name. I am Dorian Lycan Gintus."
Excellent, a pleasure to meet you Dorian. Now what shall you be calling me? I assume my surname shall also be Gintus as we are now technically the same person.
"I shall call you Altdor.
Alldor?
"Yes, Altdor O. Gintus. It's short for Alternate Dorian, the Overlord, Gintus. The name is spelled A-L-T-D-O-R. The T is silent.
That name shall have to suffice. So, what are you doing out here, Dorian?
"Training. Hunter sent me out to train today."
Training? How old are you boy? You seem too young to be a warrior, and you are far wiser and more intelligent than someone who looks your age should be.
"I am ten. Had to grow up fast after my parents died. Hunter took me under his wing and sped up my education."
Who is this 'Hunter'?
"No clue. He never tells me his real name, all I know is that he is a huntsman."
Huntsman? I have much to catch up on. Tell you what Dorian, you help me catch up to the times quickly, and I shall also help in your training.
"What should I tell Hunter then?"
Nothing. It would not be good if anyone found out about me. If the need comes I shall let you know if I am to be revealed. Otherwise, you might be considered insane and be locked up, or be seen as a new test subject and be locked up.
"Good point."
Come now Dorian, we should be off. Your guardian is sure to be wondering where you are.
"Eh, I highly doubt that. Will you ever tell me what I became or what is going on with my arm?"
All in due time, young one. All in due time.
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