Red like Roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest.

White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal task.

Green like Emeralds rises from hell and brings us to victory.

Black the beast descends from shadows.

Yellow beauty burns gold.

2059, 11 years after the final Grimm war

Pyrrhic victory. The definition of it is a victory won at too great a cost to have been valued by the victor, for such great losses outweigh any spoils of war that are attained. We may have won the war against the Grimm, finally obliterating the last remnants of them, wiping them off the face of the planet, but it was a double edged sword, for all of our victories, we suffered just as many defeats and as such, it devastated us as well. With no organization and few resources, humanity turned on each other. Brother upon brother, friend upon friend, child upon child. The world has devolved into chaos, with the Apocalypse upon us. The planet certainly seems to look that way too. You know, I used to believe in fairy tales, stories of heroes victories and villains being defeated, and always having a happy ending where everyone lives. Reality opened my eyes harshly, with my team's death. I am Ruby Rose, age 26, one of the final Huntresses left from the final Grimm war. How could this happen? No one but I knows, with the legends of previous Grimm defeats changed. Our first casualties were Nora and Pyrrha, both of them killed by mysterious sources of power, and one by one, our teams were all killed by this strange power. There was no way to combat it but to hurry the war to it's end, but even so... Nora, Pyrrha, Ren, Blake, Juane, Yang and Weiss were all killed by this, none of us knowing how this had occurred. Then, I was the only one left. It fell to me to lead the charge against the final Grimm horde that took Beacon as it's HQ. It was only as I cut apart Ifrit, the name of the Grim leader that I learned how it was my new family died. Time travel. Goddamn time travel. As I lie here on my deathbed, I speculate as to what the extent of Ifrit's time travel did to us, and when. I believe that he killed the other's ancestors, and murdered my sister, Emerald Rose. The previous prophecies foretold that it was to be that teams RWEBY and JNPR that engaged in combat against the Grimm leader Ifrit, without the the world's armies at the time, but with eight of the nine members killed, it fell to the responsibility of the last one to defeat him, with the support of the entire Remnant army. Much of the army was killed, many cities destroyed, but finally, Ifrit was defeated. Fixing this is near impossible, the only way to do so would be to stop Ifrit from corrupting the timeline. A final note that I must tell you is that Ifrit doesn't have complete control of the time stream. He uses something he calls time gates. I have absolutely no idea how he uses them, only that it transports him to what I assume are points in time of the everyone's ancestors, which he then goes on to murder. But as we have no means of time travel, being unable to open the gates and having no other alternatives, we are unable to do anything. And so, this is the day in which hope and peace are lost forever. Goodbye, everyone.

-Ruby Rose, Huntresses of Vytal.

A black hooded figure, similar to the Grim Reaper looks upon this letter, then at the young woman placed there delicately on her deathbed, as she dies slowly, but painlessly from a Grimm curse. As the figure looks upon this letter, they shed tears for this terrible, terrible world. Worst of all, this was the original time line being corrupted, meaning that all other timelines would be affected. As such, they create a vow. Grabbing her hand, they begin to speak.

"So long as I live, I shall endeavor to repair the damage wrought upon the timeline, and fix all of this destruction. I swear to you Ruby Rose, that you will get your happy ending."

Ruby smiles, such a gentle, caring smile, full of hope and gratitude, managing a few final words from her near lifeless body.

"Thank... You..."

Her hand goes limp, and just before she leaves to move onto the afterlife completely, they send a message to Heaven, requesting that Ruby, along with the rest of her teams be sent to the High palace of God. Such virtuous people deserve nothing but the best. As her spirit looks upon the person in pure shock, the hooded figure takes their leave with a few parting words before leaving in an inferno of fire.

"Goodbye, Ruby Rose."