Digital RWBY Saga.
A RWBY and Digital Devil Saga crossover with The Gamer mixed in.
Chapter 1: How her life spiraled.
Humanity is weak alone but strong as one.
Let it be with fellow humans or a completely different species.
However one flaw that exists with humanity is discrimination.
Let it be gender, skin colour, Faunus, sexual preference…
Or just for being the same.
But in order to save each other and avoid war.
We have to accept each other.
If you can't do that.
Then you're better off dead.
-Casca Prowle
Begin Recording.123drs000-1
The sky was swarming with beings of darkness and hate. Everything around me, the Champion, the Fiend and the False Goddess were all still here.
As I, the Devil and the Champion fought, the Fiend left a gift for the False Goddess, and took us both down.
She used the gift to take our powers for herself, leaving the Champion unmoving and I trapped. She went to take my powers.
And as my mark released its true purpose-
The entire rules of this world changed,
with a light that swallowed the world.
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"Are you aware why you are here exactly?"
The realm of rebirth and reincarnation had multiple names, but the most common one used by unnatural beings was the Life Spiral. The realm was a supernatural one that consisted of the energy and spirits of intelligent beings in a small portion of a universe and was a place of peace. For some, it is a place of spiritual prosperity and rest. For others… It is a cycle of never ending life and death, souls tortured with the truth of living and dying constantly for eternity.
There was a white room, with a mahogany table with a pile of books of various kinds and a pair of chairs, with two people sitting on them.
A black haired adult women with circular black framed glasses stared at a teen girl with similar glasses, the women writing down on some paper with a pen. The women wore a white puffy t-shirt with some black spots speckled around the collar with a black skirt and matching coloured tights. She had a simple, tattered looking bow around her neck and a tattoo on her right cheek depicting a clawed hand with a smiling mouth on it.
The teen had dark brown hair tied in a short, messy ponytail that went to the bottom of her neck. She had simple, skin tight white clothes on and multiple small books on her lap. She had dull grey eyes hidden behind a pair of black, square framed glasses with vine like patterns at its sides, brown freckles decorating her face. Other than that, there was nothing else noticeable about her.
They both stared at each other for a few seconds before the brown haired girl sighed. "Let me guess… After a freak accident I unfortunately perished during its aftermath and now I'm going to be given an offer to live another life in a different world with special abilities-." She paused and licked her lips. "However I won't be able to change the world's fate until certain requirements are met… That's about right, right Record?"
The woman, now known as Record, smiled at her. "Yep. You do remember that after all… I would be worried that you forgot, especially since your-"
"I'm your original designer?" The girl interrupted with an annoyed expression on her face. "I designed you to a recorder of sorts a few months, similar to Accord from Drakengard for practise. And somehow a magical being brought you to life, which is what I'm guessing anyway."
"You can say that." She rested her head on her hands. "I'm impressed that you aren't panicking."
The girl scoffed. "Must be a side effect of being a new Underlifer. Adding the fact I'm seeing my own creation speaking to me is really… What's the word...? Apathetically surprising."
Record hummed in thought, tapping her pen against her lips. "Don't think being 'apathetically surprising' is an actual term… Then again you are technically a spirit of the damned right now, and they don't to have much emotion, other than sarcasm."
Her eyes narrowed, and for a split second Record could see a hint of suspicion in her eyes before she waved her hand in the air uncaringly. "Geez… I'm showing so much emotion right now."
"Yep, defiantly a spirit of the damned." Record muttered to herself. The girl in front of her was absolutely uncaring about her situation, which was strange, as potential spirits that recently died would always panic about their situation, as their deaths came out of nowhere for most of the time; unless they were a victim of suicide, and even then they would panic about the supernatural world they had entered.
But from the report she got, her designer never committed suicide. In fact the only thing her report had that told her in the details of her life was the cause of death: stabbed through the heart with a metal pipe.
Other than that she knew absolutely nothing about her.
She shuffled up her papers and took the top one off and pushed it towards the girl. The paper was a simple looking contract with unfilled boxes for the name, info and any other things a contract would have. At the bottom of the contract was an image of an orb intertwined by two snakes, with their bodies connected to the orb by their tails and their heads replaced by a monster looking head with sharp teeth. "So this is a contract that will bring you a new life. I already negotiated with my creator about what abilities and such you should have. Usually this wouldn't happen, however since you're my original designer, The Creator has decided that you would get an 'easier time', as they say."
The girl looked at her in confusion.
Record pointed towards the name box. "All you have to do is sign your name and such and you're ready!"
The girl looked at the sheet cautiously and began to read the contents. After skim reading through the ability part of the contract and raised an eyebrow. "So I'm heading to Remnant, which is that RWBY world correct?"
Record smiled. "Yes. I'm sure you're familiar with The Gamer and Digital Devil Saga?"
The girl couldn't help but snort as if Record said something funny. " . I haven't really finish reading The Gamer but I am familiar with it. I've also played both DDS games a couple of times, so I know most things regarding it. It says here that I would get the 'Gamer' ability excluding the 'Gamers Mind', which would calm my mind if faced with a difficult situation. Guessing to make that a little harder for me." She murmured that last part to herself. "And… The Atma Virus?"
Before Record could respond the girl sighed. "Alright, might as well do this. Since I have nothing else to do since I'm dead and all. Pass me a pen would you?"
The recorder merely smiled as she handed her a pen. She watched as the girl started to neatly fill out her name at the bottom of the sheet.
Contract of the Creator.
When one signs their name on this contract, they shall be reborn into a new world with new powers to help them survive.
They shall be bound and only be bound by restrictions, until those restrictions are removed the signer must not disobey or break these restrictions.
You shall live however you want, as a normal civilian, a warrior, a hero, a legend, a villain, a destroyer, a ruler.
You shall be sent to [REMNANT].
You shall gain [THE GAMER] ability.
However you will not gain the [GAMERS MIND] ability.
You shall gain [THE ATMA VIRUS]
You shall be given a tutorial book.
[ALONG WITH SOME ABILITY BOOKS AND UNIQUE ITEMS, COURTESY OF RECORD AND THE CREATOR]
If you accept these conditions you shall be reborn.
If you decline you shall be sent to the afterlife, heaven, purgatory or hell.
If you accept. Good luck.
Signed: Casca Prowle.
"Casca?" Record asked curiously. "That sounds familiar… Is it the emperor or… "
"According to what I've heard my old parents were fans of Berserk. Apparently." Casca explained sheepishly. She seemed to be gaining some sort emotion judging by her tone. "It's an odd name, buts it's a better name then freaking Pubert."
Old parents? "…That sounds like a name that the doctor would slap you for trying to use." Record gaped.
"I know right? Seriously, there was someone at my school who was seriously called Pubert. I felt so freaking sorry for him."
The recorder couldn't help but chuckle at that. She quickly coughed and straightened out her bow, a serious look on her face. "...Do you wish to see your living family members again-"
"Fuck no." Casca spat. "The only family I truly cared about is dead, the rest of them can die horribly for all I care."
"...Alright then." Record stood up from her chair. "Anyway. Since the contract has been signed you need only to walk through that door to enter your new life."
"…What do-. " Suddenly a large bright light appeared and morphed into a rectangular shape, the light disappearing with a normal looking wooden door in its place. "Oh, that door." And with that she stood up from her chair and began to walk towards the door.
Only to be stopped by Record. "Oh yeah. Before I forget." She put her hand on her shoulder. "Due to certain complications, we have to send you to a forest instead of a city. As soon as you see a human you will go temporarily feral until you eat, so it'll be less risky to be sent to a city full of people. As soon as you eat you'll be able to speak to people like you normally would. Whilst humans have large amounts of Magnetite to consume, the Grimm have smaller amounts. Which in turn means if you consume enough of Grimm you will be able to live normally until you get hungry again. More information can be found in the tutorial book and within your status screen."
And with that Record shoved Casca through the door.
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'…Did she just push me through that door?'
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'…Eh… Whatever, I'll figure out what to do once I'm out.'
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'Complications though? What the heck is that even supposed to mean?'
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The Gamer
[Human]
Casca Prowle.
LVL: 1
Exp Remaining: 100
HP: 80
MP: 150
STR: 10
INT: 15
VIT: 8
WIS: 10
DEX: 9
AGI: 9
LCK: 5
Skill Points: 1
Mantra: Devourer.
Atma Points: 0/100
Atma Avatar: Lilith.
Class: Asura.
More information shall be available once the Atma is activated.
As soon as she was at the other side of the door she was greeted by the bright and dark greenery of a dense forest. It looked like a normal forest, with thick trees and some wildlife scurrying about, with the sun hanging in the middle of the sky. There was nothing else about the forest that particularly caught her attention.
She guessed she was dumped in the Emerald Forest.
What did catch her attention, however, was the fact that the clothes she was wearing before was gone, leaving her completely nude out in the open.
"The hell?" Casca hissed, covering up her privates with her arms. "Did Record take my clothes when she pushed me through the door?!" Were those clothes just temporary? If that was the case why couldn't Record just give her a set of decent clothes like she was supposed to-
"Wait. I should have something in my inventory that'll make decent clothes… [Inventory]."
As soon as the last word was spoken a blue digital screen appeared in front of her that contained a couple dozen of boxes, the mass majority of them being empty. However the first twelve boxes had something in them, six of them being armour. She pressed the first box and a small list appeared.
Equip.
Info.
She pressed on Info.
Embryon Armor
Armour.
LVL 1. Rarity: Ultra Rare.
Armour worn by the legendary Embryon Tribe. It's strong armour and provides decent amount of defence.
+5 VIT.
'Oh sweet. Embryon clothes.'
She pressed on equip.
She couldn't really help but smile when it finally hit her that she had the Gamer ability, one of the more unique abilities in fiction. She wasn't too big of a fan on the webcomic itself, but she did enjoy the general idea about it. There were just some… Things, she didn't particularly enjoy.
Casca shuddered uncomfortably when a sudden warm light enveloped her body below the neck. However the feeling lasted only for a second as the light disappeared and grey leather armour with a high collar took its place. The armour had a splash of orange on its chest, the crotch area consisted of some sort of soft, black material covered some sort of chastity belt.
'Forgot about the chastity belt thing. That always struck me as odd before. Oh well, can't really complain, especially now that I remember that the butts always hung out slightly.'
Casca giggled to herself. Whenever she needed to do something when she was playing she would always angle the camera so it would be looking at Serph's surprisingly nice ass. She remembered how much that made her male friends uncomfortable. Giggling to herself again, she opened up her inventory and continued to scan through the items.
She quietly noted that she still had no shoes.
'Let's see, wow, I've even got all of the tribes armour. Looks like they give out special stat boosts for each one. But what are these?' The other options were a snake shaped ring with purple crystals for eyes, a grey handgun, a bullet, a small travel bag, a plastic bag full of books and a tag ring. 'Must be what Record meant by an 'easier time' I guess.' She first tapped on the bag of books and clicked on Info.
Book Bag
A simple plastic bag with spell books and a tutorial book. Might be a good idea to check it out.
'I'll check that out later.'
She then tapped on the travel bag.
Blue Travel Bag
A sturdy bag used for long distance travel. There is nothing in it however.
Then the handgun.
Colt Cobra
Weapon.
LVL:1 Rarity: Rare.
A relatively strong revolver that was based of a revolver created by a weaponsmith from another world. The gun itself can be powered by the user in various ways. Currently has no ammo.
It didn't look like a Colt Cobra though like the model she used to have, it had a longer barrel, its grip looked like a type of dark mahogany wood and the barrel had markings engraved on it .'Guess that's what the bullet is for.' She clicked on it.
Power Shot
Bullet.
PWR: 16
A more powerful version of the regular bullet. Can be equipped to a handgun. 16 STR.
Casca hummed in thought, would equipping the gun then the bullet work..? She clicked equip on the handgun, the weapon materialised in her hand. She then clicked on the bullet and checked the list.
Equip to gun?
She clicked yes.
The ammo magazine materialised within the cylinder of the gun. She turned off the safety and pulled the hammer back, she then aimed the gun at a nearby tree and, making sure her hand was nowhere near the cylinder, pulled the trigger. As soon as the trigger was pulled, a loud noise rang out through the woods and the gun in her hands recoiled slightly from the force of the gun, making Casca cringe at the force. The bark where the bullet hit either split off or dented slightly, with some slight smoke coming off. Casca whistled, impressed by the power of the weapon.
Due to recent actions, you have gained the 'Gun Mastery' ability. LVL:1
A Gunman always has good aim and a clear view on wear to shoot. Practise always makes perfect, so keep shooting.
Gun attacks do 5% more damage.
Gun attacks have a 1% quicker reload time.
'Huh. So it is the same as the webcomic, good to know.' She weighed the gun in her hand, feeling its weight. 'Defiantly heavier than the airsoft ones.' And with that information confirmed she continued to sort through her inventory.
Tag Ring
Accessory.
Rarity: Common.
A ring used for identification and registering macca. Used to get weaponry from Vendors and access Karma Terminals. A useful item to keep.
'Not entirely sure if it would be useful, considering I have nothing to use it with.' A Tag Ring was used for Vendors and the multiple Karma Terminals throughout the first game (and identification, as said above). Whilst she was pretty damn sure that there were many, many vendors within Remnant, she knew that none of them were required to need a Tag Ring to use. And since Karma Terminals don't exist here…
'Fuck it. Might as well complete the look.' And with that she pressed the equip button, watched the large black ring form on her right index finger and checked the last, non-armour item on her list.
Ring of the Serpent
Accessory.
Rarity: Rare.
A ring crafted by a demon many millennia ago. Any physical attack by its holder has a chance to poison its target. 5 INT.
Casca whistled at the description, immediately equipping it. A silver ring in the shape of a snake biting its tail with amethyst eyes appeared on her left middle finger. 'Physical attacks have a chance to poison and give my INT an increase of 5. So that makes my INT… What?'
"[Status Screen]"
A blue status screen, similar to the one from earlier, one would see from an online MMO appeared in front of her. The screen had the silhouette of a human body on it, along with boxes next to each body part, the box next to the torso had the Embryon Armour occupying it. Casca hummed and clicked onto the Stat tab.
The Gamer
[Human]
Casca Prowle.
LVL: 1
Exp Remaining: 100
HP: 130
MP: 200
STR: 8
INT: 15+5
VIT: 8+5
WIS: 10
DEX: 9
AGI: 9
LCK: 5
Skill Points: 1
Mantra: Devourer.
Atma Points: 0/100
Atma Avatar: Lilith.
Class: Asura.
More information shall be available once the Atma is activated.
'Okay, so I'm more of a magic based character according to these settings… I have the STR of a wet noodle, the VIT of a non-athletic person (if you ignore the extra) and decent everything else expect INT and WIS, the former being relatively high for some reason, even without the ring…' Her eyes narrowed when she saw the extra information underneath. '…My Atma Avatar is Lilith? So a snake lady of the Asura class. Weird… She was more of a Night class than anything else last time I checked, then again it was SMT, so it would vary. My equipped Mantra is Devourer, so I believe the skill set was Devour and… Hell Thrust was it? What else…'
…
'Wait, what?'
…
"THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THAT I CAN'T REVIEW THE INFO OF MY ATMA RIGHT NOW?!"
Her calm face suddenly turned into a disturbed, angry face, eyes full of confusion, destruction and hate. She screeched like an angry old lady, more akin to a harpy. "WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SHOW ME THE DAMN INFO SO I CAN FIGURE THIS OUT?! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A PAIN?"
And in her sudden anger, punched the same tree she shot earlier.
*CRACK*
"…Ow."
Casca hissed in pain as she retrieved her hand, which was now forming a small bruise and had some splinters in it. The poor tree was alright though, her weak strength did nothing to harm it, even with the bullet hole."Jesus, what the hell came over me then? I just… Lost it."
Before she died, Casca was a quiet woman who kept in her rage and anger and didn't pick any fights. She just followed the rules like an obedient girl, letting her life pass by slowly in the dullest way possible.
She cringed at the memory, she always hated her old life. Always obedient. Punished for having different opinion on society. Following the rules and never letting her anger show, her rage boil.
"After all." A handsome male voice echoed in her head, a hand stroking her face in a way he knew she hated. "Good girls should always follow the rules. Peaceful… Obedient… And always wearing the right clothes. No one likes a girl who doesn't wear beautiful dresses. Especially jeans. So be a good girl now, kay?"
She gagged at the memory. Shaking her head viciously to dispel the memories. "Gah… Whatever, at least I'm letting it all out now. It's not good trying to bottle up emotions after all. And besides…"
She looked at the sky above, seeing the blue sky and the faint image of the half shattered moon. "I have a new life now. And even though I have the Atma virus, I will certainly do my best to live a good one."
Well… Depending when and where in the timeline she was anyway. For all she knew she could be in Emerald Forest during the initiation in volume 1, or after Beacon was unlivable in volume 3. If the former was the case, then she would most likely join a team by accident or be called in by Ozpin, because the headmaster would definitely know about her not being a… Well, soon-to-be student.
If it was the latter. Then she has no clue what she would do. Maybe try and look around the area and try and avoid the fuck ton of Grimm around the school and get to Vale in one piece. Then again she should just-
Before she could even finish her mental planning, she suddenly felt a strong pain at the back of her head.
All she saw was darkness.
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Om Mani Padme Hum.
Pearl of the Holy Lotus.
"Hello, Record, it has been quite a while hasn't it?"
"It sure has been Mistress Salem."
"I understand that the new Underlier has arrived, correct?"
"Indeed. Tea?"
"If you would."
"You are familiar with what's going on right?"
"Yes. I am, however, curious as to why such rules are placed on us?"
"Hmm… I wouldn't really know, to make it most interesting I believe… All you really have to do is not interfere until the fall of Beacon Tower, very much like back then. Then everyone is free to do what they want."
"So everything will be like the original timeline?"
"Pretty much. I have to check any anomalies that weren't present in the recording of the original timeline. I have to tell Kami not to mess around again…"
"But will Kami really listen to you?"
"Mostly likely not, but he knows what will happen if he even assists anyone."
"You're master sounds very… Unconcerned about him"
"That is indeed correct. Yes, The Creator doesn't want to interfere much themselves for reasons they haven't told me themselves. However they might seal Kami away if he gets out of hand again."
"… You make it sound like he enjoys the punishments."
"I think The Creator designed him to be a masochist."
"…I see."
"Well, sorry for the short chat. But I have to inform little Ozzie about the situation then leave for a while."
"Oh? Ozpin?"
"Yep. Both parties have to aware of her arrival. Those are the rules."
"And the reason you're leaving is because of dimension maintenance, I presume?"
"The Creator is trying to sort out a new world that I should be recording eventually. However planning out the world and setting down main points, an accurate timeline and rules have been… More difficult than my creator thought it would be."
"It sounds rather difficult."
"Hey, if my creator is in the mood I can try and persuade them to give you an early draft of the world."
"That would be lovely, since my situation is rather dull right now."
"Every entertainment helps, am I right?"
"Indeed…"
"If everything is according to plan, the adventure of little red and her gang may be more interesting. Or you gain a new ally. Or… Nothing happens, though I highly doubt the latter."
"An ally, you say?"
"Whelp. See you later Sally, enjoy your tea!"
"…This is starting to get very interesting. Cinder might be able to look into this…"
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"Doctor Watts, send this message to Cinder, we will definitely need what help we can get when the time comes."
End Recording.
Soooo... Uh. I hope you enjoyed. This is my first work and is a practise story. Writing criticism is greatly appreciated, especially the grammar. So please do review!
EDIT: I forgot to mention that this is a OC insert story, just in case if anyone was wondering.