Pyrrha 1
The burning circle went down below the surface, darkness drifted over the land as another day closed: the end of what was once an event that was to mark the unity of Humanity. Beacon, the burning circle that once was the greatest academy lays in ruin, swarming with Grimm like flies on a dead corpse hungry and gnawing for the flesh of humanity. Humanity is in discord, split into factions. No one is taking the blame -or the honor- of the falling of Beacon. Not the White Fang nor Atlas are accepting the blame, the divisions begin to scatter into place more as accusations begin to fly like hammers slamming into shuddering fragile glass.
Ashes collected inside a crystal, swirling and dancing on the inside of the structure, like snowflakes in the wind. They stuck to a figure inside the crystal, slowly rebuilding a beloved and invaluable person, a hero, a friend. The crystal begins to mold like the ashes like a porter and his clay, bending and shaping clay into a useable form. The ashes become more shaped, revealing a once known face, hair, and clothes. It was Pyrrha, selfless friend and ally. Believed by the world to be dead and no longer among them. Her face was still like pond water, undisturbed, unknown to what has happened in the rest of Remnant. Her features were untouched, almost soundlessly, and restful.
A figure stood nearby, watching this process unfold. In her hands she held a sphere of energy. She walked closer to the crystal as it melted away, revealing Pyrrha's torso.
"Rise my youngien," Salem said, pushing the sphere of energy into Pyrrha's torso.
Pyrrha let out a screech, clinging on to her last threads to heaven before she is brought back to Remnant. A dark shadow fills the space of her native grave, engulfing Pyrrha and Salem. Salem cackled as the process was nearly completed.
"You ready Ruby?" Jaune asked as he, Nora, and Ren stood outside Ruby's home.
"Yeah, I am" Ruby said, coming up to her friends.
Out from her home was the road leading to Haven. The group started walking down it. Yang looked out at the snowy winter, seeing a small raven sitting on a branch. It flies off, Qrow watches as his niece and her friends walk down the road to Haven. He looked down at Ozpin's cane before stepping off the cliff he was by and transforming into a small crow.
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