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It's also a self insert, which is also stupid. So please, turn back now, like seriously, LEAVE immediately!

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Alright, but if you don't like it. You're the one who clicked on this.

-DEATH AND REBIRTH-

Whoever said death is nothing to be afraid of have likely lived a full life. Though, I suppose the same could be said for the reverse. Those who fear death have never truly lived, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself.

So I died, at least, that's what I think. Why? Do you nonexistent people ask?

Well, it's, because, the only thing I remember about me is that I was hit a truck.

That was the only "memory" I could think of, so I kept thinking it and replaying it. Over and over and over and over again.

That was it? You may ask "Why would you believe that you were dead? For all we know, you could just be in the hospital or something.

Well, that's a good point, but there were two reasons why I think otherwise: One, I only knew that everything around me was pitch back and relatively comfortable.

Second, I was also conscious of my current state. If I was in a coma, then I would have to be in a deep sleep. And if I was in a deep sleep, then I would've created a dream while I was recovering. But it feels like my eyes were closed for a long time, and I never felt tired at all, it was, strange to say the least.

Everyone have their own interpretations of what would happen after they die. Those who are religious end up in heaven, hell, or purgatory. Atheists and others believe...Well, they'll end up wherever they think they'll end up after death.

I don't know what I've believed in, I have knowledge that I may had from before I died, but I didn't know how or when, or where did I learn these things. So I didn't even know myself.

But then, something happened. I felt as though I was being grabbed by a pair of giant hands, as I was being pushed out of some squishy meat hole. Then I shivered as the freezing temperature made me shiver. Where the hell was I? I wiggled and squirmed, but it didn't seem like my body wanted to listen. Then I felt a harsh slap on my back forced my mouth and lungs to open. The darkness that had surrounded me once disappeared as I opened my eyes seeing nothing but blurry shapes. I saw a male and female face, and I finally just realized what was happening. I was a baby again, even though I remember dying, I felt ALIVE. This reminded me of a concept called "Reincarnation" was was about the possibility of a living being starting a new life in a different physical body or form after each biological death. So I did die, but now I am reborn with a new body, and a new family smiling at their newborn child.

My new parents were pretty nice, they did the same things that I know parents usually do. Peek a boo, asking me to say "mama" and "daddy", etc. I played along of course, but internally I did dislike how I was being treated as a baby. Even though I AM A BABY, and I had the body to prove it. Being a baby was also pretty Boring! Like seriously having to stay inside of a crib for a long ass time? NO THANKS! Now I know why babies want to get out of the damn thing. My new father was now holding me up, with my new mom behind him. Seeing their faces made me think about my old parents were like, did I have a family in my past life? Are they still around? And if so, where are they?

A different town, city or maybe a different country or region, but certainly still on Earth...Right?

Yeah right, what am I thinking? Of course I'm on earth, why wouldn't I think that?

You know, it was extremely annoying to know how to move around and still not be able to do it.

In the end, I managed to re-learn how to roll over, crawl, walk and run pretty quickly in a short amount of time, without the help of my new parents. They would always brag about my accomplishments to other parents which would make give them give attention to me, and that always made me feel uncomfortable. Then a few weeks later, when my mom was feeding me. I saw someone greeting my father at the door. He was a mailman from what I can guess, from his uniform and the fact the he handed my dad a letter. But what was interesting, was the fact that he had a freaking MONKEY TAIL.

Okay, I'm pretty sure that people are not supposed to have those!

After closing the door, my father was muttering something under his breath.

"Those damn filthy faunus" he said with a angry expression. Leaving the room, as I thought about what he just said.

That term he used to describe that person.

"Faunus."

It sounded...Familiar, have I heard that from my past life?

I had so many questions, but I couldn't ask any of them without raising suspicion.

Remember when I thought that me not being on earth was a impossibility?

Guess what? Not on Earth, then.

I found that out a few months ago, when I saw a map of the world in my mother's room. I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Then my mom saw me and said to my horror. "That's the world we live in sweetie, Remnant."

It was a hard realization and served to make me accept the fact that I can never see Earth again. I was depressed for days, my parents didn't know this. But the only thing I could think to do was kill myself and see if I could wound up back on Earth. I didn't have the guts to do the deed though, and I WAS curious about this world. I felt like I was a scientist, discovering something incredible that was beyond what was comprehended at the time.

Perhaps, I should've considered this, but I was too stubborn to think otherwise.

What was different here? Was I on another planet? In another solar system? Hell, possibly a different UNIVERSE!

Crazy as that sounded, it was the answer. There were humans here, after all. The chances of humans evolving on another planet, the exact same way they had on Earth, must have been infinitely minuscule.

The technology in this world, was another interesting point for me. Their tools were similar in purpose to their counterparts in my memories but oh so different in the details. The cars, the trains, the… airships – all of them were so similar to what I remember from Earth but all of them were incredibly different too. The fuel, in particular, struck me as odd.

It was called Dust.

From what I know, dust consists of particles in the atmosphere that come from various sources like dirt and stuff.

So how where they able to use dust to power vehicles?

It was things like these that reminded me that this was a different world.

Thankfully, since my parents told me that I was going to daycare, I might get to learn more about Remnant, so I was pretty excited.

When we arrived, the daycare was actually...Kinda boring, I guess I underestimated Vale's educational system. So for most of my days in daycare, my attention was turned towards something else instead.

Children are interesting creatures.

It was odd, looking at them with a mature mindset. The way they destroyed their foods, the way they speak and babble, the way they move, it was hard trying to imitating my peers It was something I did a lot now. Usually I would watch other children to see just how much knowledge I should be displaying in class or forethought when presented with learning problems. Other times I would watch adults to discern more about Vale and this world. The adults that work here thought that I was just shy of meeting different people. Well, they were kinda right in that sense but I was mostly just observing any of them that caught my attention in some way.

Right now I was watching two girls talking and playing with each other. One had a pale complexion and black hair, while the other had messy blond hair with a few locks sticking out and a small cowlick on top of her head. She also had lilac eyes, which was something I haven't seen before. The black haired one looked nervous while the blond one looked confident, are they related perhaps? Well aside from the pale skin, they look nothing alike, so I guess they may be just friends then.

(...?!)

Wha-What was that?! I swore I saw a glimpse of something when I looked at those two girls!

"Alright, everyone please sit down in a circle!"

Oh great, it looks I have to take part in another stupid game for the following half hour, yaaayyyy...

I was being sarcastic if you didn't know that.

We were in a cafe eating out for lunch until I saw hundreds of people gathered together in the streets some with picket signs some without, but they were all angry and clearly protesting something.

My father was immediately in a sour mood when he saw the protest, and so he excused himself to go use the washroom.

There were what seemed to be hundreds of Faunus here who were all mad and on edge, along with a growing group of spectators, both Human and Faunus, milling about the outskirts of the rally.

My father came back and wanted to leave immediately, so we did. But I saw someone who was a part of the protest, a girl who's the same age as me who has black hair, cat ears and yellow eyes. Was the discrimination against Faunus so bad that kids had to take part in protests like these?

To be honest, I never really understood that. Still, I didn't know any better either. Maybe the adults were right? From what I seen, Faunus were basically humans with animal features. But my life was difficult enough already, associating with the faunus would only make it harder.

It was kinda sad, seeing them be treated like that but what could I do?

I never liked facing danger, I'd rather be safe and avoid it if I can.

Today, my parents died, thanks to the Grimm.

I didn't expect it, I didn't think ANYONE had expected it. It looked like it was gonna be a normal day, but it only served as a wake up call to show that the world of Remnant sucks. It's a nightmare that pretends to be normal... at its fundamental core, it is not safe, and I was foolish for thinking that it is. The very moment that I saw it, I instinctively ran as fast as I can away from it leaving my parents behind.

How cowardly of me, leaving my own family behind in order to save my own skin.

I kept on running, not stopping once, not even when I heard my mother scream my name in terror, I kept running, like I didn't even hear it at the time.

Soon, I left the forest, and I finally stopped running.

I realized my mistake in leaving my parents behind, so I went back, hoping that they were still alive.

I hated how wrong I was when I saw my mom and dad, from after the encounter with the Grimm.

Broken bones, exposed organs, ribcages being shown, torn flesh, it was a horrifying scene.

And so I screamed as loud as my lungs could.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

I woke up remembering that horrifying event that has invaded my mind for the past few days.

When they found me, I passed out from the sight of my family's..."Appearance."

I was sent to daycare, while the police had to figure out what to do with me.

I had no other relatives, so I'm pretty sure they were just gonna send me to an orphanage.

I was never without a visitor, be that a nurse or even one of the kids from my daycare.

The nurse in the room looked up from her book, a worried expression on her face.

"Is everything alright?" She asked me as I nodded in confirmation.

Seriously, why won't she just leave already? I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, not when this annoying woman won't leave me alone!

But she never left. Not for the next few hours. I was looking at a bunch of toys and she would read in her chair.

I faked falling asleep thinking that it would make her leave but it didn't. Eventually hours has passed and she finally left, but another nurse took her place. And the process would repeat again and again.

( I feel pathetic, why did they have to die? Why was I forced not to cry? I wish that I would've died, after all, as soon as I was able, I would not allow anyone else to feed me. As soon as I developed the muscles for it, I made sure diapers were not necessary. I dressed myself, entertained myself, I did not look for attention at all. Parents must've felt that they weren't needed as I could take care of myself. They deserve better. I hope that they will live better in their next lives. )

I was so caught up in becoming self-sufficient, in learning about this world, in studying other people as gauges for my progress that my oh-so-superior mind forgot that I was supposed to be dependent. It forgot that I was supposed to be learning. That I was supposed to be a bother. That I needed to be looked after.

Remnant, thinking of it just makes me hate it with a passion. I hated the Grimm, I hate them all, I wish that they would all just disappear!

But that will never happen, Grimm have existed for a long time beside humanity, trying to wipe them all out would be impossible.

The thought of killing Grimm made me think about being a Hunter, which was something I never thought about becoming before.

I didn't even notice it, but the nurse was gone. I got up and walked out the door, but then I remembered that my room was on the first floor and I knew going through the hospital itself would just get me caught. I needed to be alone for a while though, I needed to think.

I saw a window in my room that was outfitted with a childproof locking device; for my mind, it was a simple contraption that I only needed to – quietly – drag a chair over to deal with.

Soon, I was out of the hospital in no time, and I looked up to see that it was night time. As well as seeing the shattered moon which was shining serenely above me. I never understood how or why the moon was like that. While most of Remnant's moon remains predominantly spherical, a large portion has been dislodged, broken and displaced into several floating, irregularly-formed fragments.

Suddenly, my head was hurting extremely bad. As I went down on my knees trying to do something about this sudden pain. I felt as though my brain was gonna explode, like it was growing something inside.

Then I remembered everything.

I remembered my past life.

I remembered my name.

I remembered my interests back then.

I remembered RWBY.

I remember Remnant.

I remember Grimm.

I remembered dust.

I remembered Ruby, I remembered Yang, I remembered Blake, I remembered Weiss.

I remembered Beacon, I remembered the White Fang, I remembered Cinder, I remembered the four maidens.

And I Remembered who created all this, the one who was basically the god of this world, a man from my world named Monty Oum.