Greetings everyone, Agent Zwolf here. And i welcome you to The Origin. I hope you enjoy it, please leave a review if there is anything wrong, i would really appreciate it. Technically this is a BleachXRWBY crossover, but i won't post it in the corssover section because i don't want to. SImple as that.
Disclaimer: I do not own either RWBY or Bleach.
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The Origin
Chapter 1: The sands, the moon, and the new world.
Sand.
White Sand.
It is the only thing I could see.
Wherever I look, there is only sand.
The only living being that exists in this endless desert world is the tree. I have guarded the tree for millennia. But what would I know? I have never seen any celestial object except for the moon. 'What about me?' you ask? I am no living being. I am a creature without a heart, 'Hollow' is what others like me would say. I can safely assume I am the first of the Hollow's, for I have not sensed any others like me for a long time since I came to be. Though they are out of my sight, I can sense their presence, their souls. There are many of my kind fighting against one another, with each Hollow killed by their own brethren, they grow stronger. I do not know how strong I am compared to them, though I would rather not kill my brethren, though i do know i may be able to compete with their strongest, since i have evolved into the next step of evolution of my kind, known as an Arrancar. Though i do not change my body into a human form like the other, but i guess it's one of the perks i've received as the first of my kind.
Over time, I have seen my brothers' cluster together, thinking that being in groups would benefit them. I thought of that as well, until I sensed three men. They are not like me, or any of my kind. Yet they were able to slaughter hundreds of us. I wasn't scared though, they were too busy with themselves to notice. It wasn't long before another group of people came. Out of all of them, one in particular caught my eye, one that is able to harness the power both the power used by the first three that came here, along with the power used by my kind, I must say I'm truly impressed.
Then they all fought, compared to my assumed lifespan, it felt like it happen in the span of seconds. They fought and fought, some of the souls dwindle, only to burn stronger, while others dwindle and fade forever. But then they left, I haven't sensed them again. I thought everything was going quiet again. Frankly I quite enjoyed watching their fights, even though I never saw them in person, I could still sense them.
I was relaxed, finally able to rest my head without having to turn and lift my head whenever someone starts a fight. Yet I was interrupted by a white light, and as the light faded, I saw a man with black hair.
"Excuse me, is this what they call 'The Tree'?" The man spoke as he gestured to the tree.
"Yes, but none has ever seen it. Most would not bother coming here as they would assume this place is an endless desert, devoid of life." I spoke to him.
"Then you must be its Guardian." The man asked.
"I'm not sure I have the exact answer to your question. I have been beside this tree my entire life, I do not protect it, for it needs no protection. I simply stand by it to feast on the fruits it bears every now and then. Sadly I do not have a concept of time, for I have never experienced a day and night cycle." I answered him.
"It must be really boring then, you sit here and do nothing, when you could experience everything." The mas said as he spread him arms out.
"I would rather not, for I do not condone the acts many of my kind follow." I turned away from the man.
"And what acts are those?" The man asked tilting his head.
"Devouring our own brethren. Honestly, it sickens me. It is why I never went to see any of my kind, not in fear of being devoured myself, mind you. But simply because they might try to attack me before I can have a say in it." Hearing this, the man pondered for a bit.
"It must be hard on you then. Hmm. I may have a proposition you would be interested in." I turned to him.
"And what is your proposition?" I asked.
"How about I take you to my world? You see, I'm a god. One of many who have their own worlds to rule. And I am looking for someone to make things fun for me. I looked through the other worlds, looking for someone worthy of such a role. And I think you might be it." The man smiled.
"Why me? I have seen many who have powers that would lay waste to thousands."
"Then clearly you have yet to take a good look at yourself. I have seen the ones you spoke of, but they pale in comparison compared to the power you wield. I think you would make things much more fun for me in my world. Besides, this world is a lost hope anyway, you would be better off taking the offer."
"Hmm, very well stranger. I accept your offer. On the condition that the tree is brought with me. Its fruits are something of a sustenance to me, given how many I've eaten in my lifetime." The man then smiled wider.
"Then it's a done deal. I'll have you brought over in no time." The man stretched a bit.
"Wait, I have yet to hear your name, stranger. Though I have no name to call my own, I am interested in knowing yours."
"Very well." A circle of light shines beneath me, its radius covering both me and the tree. "My name is Monty, Monty Oum." Then a bright light encompasses my vision, then there was nothing. Nothing but darkness.
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As I opened my eyes, I am greeted by a somewhat familiar environment. A barren wasteland, much like my home. The only differences are instead of bone white sands, I am met with only Black stone. Mountains as far as the eye can see in the place of dunes. And as I look up, I am met with the moon. Oh, how many years have I looked up only to see that, no stars, only the moon. It sickens me to no end. I opened my mouth as energy condensed within my jaws. A technique only known by my kind.
"Cero!" I roared as I shot at the beam shot towards the moon, and shatters it. The remaining debris only barely contained by the moons gravity. I will admit it was a spur of the moment and out of anger, I hope no one tries to kill me for it.
"Not five minutes, and you've already made this place more interesting." The man now known as Monty appeared once more in front of me.
"Forgive me, I was simply tired of looking at the same old, unchanging moon for who knows how long." I lowered my head slightly.
"Its fine, I kind of like it. It fits the name of this world I've created. Remnant, nice name don't you think?" He looked to the moon before looking back at me.
"It is somewhat of a nice name. But a Remnant of what exactly? If you don't mind me asking."
"This world was originally created by another god, but he decided to abandon it and handed it to me. It already had a human civilization, so I had to reset the world before I got started."
"So you committed Genocide upon the original inhabitants of this world in an effort to start over and create a new one."
"Geez, when you say it, it makes me feel real bad. But yes, I had to reset the world. The reason why I named this world Remnant is to serve as a reminder of what I did. But don't tell anyone that." I looked out into the rocky mountains around us.
"So why did you bring me here? I doubt you brought me here out of goodwill." His face lit up.
"I thought you'd never ask." He creates a stool to sit on and crosses his arms on his chest. "So let's get down to business. I'm thinking of creating another human civilization again, but I want it to be different compared to the last one since it looked a bit boring, so I will be creating another species, kind of a human-animal hybrid of sorts. I call them Faunus. I needed you to act as the villain, or at the very least create the villain. One that will pose a threat to humanity, I want to see my creations struggle to survive, to fight for their loved ones and become heroes." He spoke like a father who was proud of his children. Not that I would know.
"I assume you like those kind of stories? How naïve." I scoffed. "So you want me to act as the villain? We both know it will end with me losing my life at some point."
"I am well aware of that, it's why you don't have to play the villain, just create one and you can stay neutral and watch from the sidelines." He exclaimed as I narrowed my eyes.
"What if your Humans and Faunus were about to lose?" His face became sullen for a second.
"Then I must ask you to help them. I may want them to struggle, but I never wanted them to die outright."
"Very well then, what must I do?"
"You will know soon enough." And with that, he smiled before disappearing in a flash of light.
"Does he have to do that?" I asked myself as I pondered about what to do next when I heard the rustling of leaves.
I turned to see the tree rustling as it grew a shining golden fruit. One of the few reasons he stayed with the tree, it served as an alternative compared to committing cannibalism. The fruits only sprout every once in a while, and I only eat them when I'm hungry. Plus, the tree already has a lot of fruits on the branches. Hopefully I am able to figure out how long they take to sprout again in this world.
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"How wrong I was to think I wouldn't have to wait long." I said as I surprisingly found myself bored out of my mind as the tree rustled once more, growing another Golden fruit among thirteen others, that makes Fourteen Golden fruits. The tree looked pretty crowded now, granted it wasn't very big of a tree so it makes sense.
"How long does that make it? Fourteen Hundred years?" I groaned inwardly. I had cleared the tree of any fruits prior to my arrival in this world, in hopes that I can count my years here. I'm still wondering what I can do next. I still haven't figured out how I can make this 'Villain' Monty Oum is looking for. It would help if I can create more of my kind, but I didn't have such power. Then again, how did I came to be? Was another being like I was given the task to creating monsters? Though I hardly call myself a monster, just a creature.
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when another fruit grew, this time at the center of the tree. It contrasted all the others. While they were all shining a Golden color, this one was Pitch Black, almost like a hole. Out of curiosity I picked it, and then I felt it. The fruit held negativity, so much of it, I can feel it reaching for my soul. And out of curiosity, I ate it. Curious as to what it would entail.
Then I felt it.
I felt it all.
All these Negative emotions I've never experienced before. Fear, despair, anger, rage, I felt all of it. It encompassed me, trying to corrupt me. But after what had been hours of long and painful agony, it finally surrendered. The darkness stopped consuming me and started to assimilate itself with me. As it completely merged with my soul, I tried moving around to see if anything had changed. I stood up to my full size. It was then I can see the entirety of the place I had resided in, as I had been laying down since the moment I arrived, moving only my head and neck. As I moved my entire body in place, loud popping noises resounded throughout the landscape, I could feel the ground rumbling at every single step I took, even if I wasn't exactly moving. I looked around the landscape, it was large I was sure, but I can see far enough to see sand in the distance, right in front of something blue in color. I didn't know what it is, but I wasn't curious enough to find out now. I laid back down around the tree before picking all of the fruits again, not only because I don't lose track of time, but because I simply didn't want to eat another Black Fruit.
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Hope you liked this chapter, i'll keep updating this along with my other story "The Silver Lancer". This is an AU to that story, if Zwolf wasn't revived. But if you haven't read that one yet, i suggest you get to it, just saying.