Prologue

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Ever wonder whether or not Fate is just toying with you? I mean, after all, most things never go your way. Well for me at least, luck jumps off a building when it concerns certain experiments that I run. Most of them just end up exploding or summoning a demon that brings about Armageddon. So yeah, I don't best luck in the world.

Maybe I should've introduced myself before getting into all of this talk about luck. Let's restart this introduction. *Ahem* Hi my name is- no that's terrible. *Ahem* How yo- no.

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You know what, I don't care if it's unoriginal, most of the ways you introduce yourself have been taken anyway. *Ahem* So, my name is Zach, short for Zachary Julies Revbol. Although nowadays I go by just Zachary Harte or just Zach. Maybe I'm just getting sentimental in my old age.

So you're probably wondering, "What is this?". Well… it's an introduction so you know what's going on.

Oh yeah and, congrats on being the person out of the nine billion people your Earth to receive these recordings. How you're going to store all these is your problem, not mine. I don't care what you do with them, you could dump them all into the depths of Hell and I wouldn't care. You could also post it as some fanfiction or something if you don't believe me that it's a true story.

I understand where you're coming from though. I've seen your Earth with my own eyes and I am shocked to find that all my friends are all in anime or something. They're getting worshipped somewhere as well by some weird cult I bet. I don't even want to know, your Earth's pretty messed up.

Speaking of my friends, there should be some recordings mixed in there from my friends. It's going to be payback from making me do this. They're going to have to give their own narration of things.

I guess I could explain somethings but, I'll just do it on the fly. After all, I don't really have anything to say.

Since this is my first recording, I guess to tell you how I got the moniker of "The Falcon Swordsman", or just "The Falcon". Well, it started on Remnant, or in your world, I believe it's an anime called RWBY or something.

Actually, my stories didn't start until I got to Remnant. It was there that most things actually took place. I doubt had I not got to Remnant I'd even be here.

Before I get into… everything, some backstory might help.

I am… the son of the previous Lord of Darkness. Basically, think of like black and white having a war with each other. The war went in favor of the Light faction for the majority of it before my father took the throne and pushed us into a status quo. But my father wasn't satisfied with just remaining in status quo so he proposed the Living Weapon experiment.

I was the prime subject for the experiment. I believe I was around a year old at the time. Essentially what the experiment's goal was, was to create an unbeatable warrior. What the experiment entailed were several prototyped serums and microchips that had to be injected and implanted respectively.

The first and only test trial involved sending one year old me to Resource Depot of the Light Faction. That was where I was adopted by the Harte's.

The Harte's were living in a city called Mulberry and already had a son that was two years older than me. Their son was called Samuel Harte but those close to my brother just called him Sam. Sam had black hair like me, but his eyes were an amber-brown compared to my black.

Sam had a friend called Calamus Draog. We just call him Cal though. He apparently comes from a family of Dragon Slayers. Not that there were any dragons on that planet so his claim is still unproven to this day. Cal was blonde with blue eyes, nothing more to say about that.

Sam and Cal both aspired to be Light Warriors. They wanted to fight in the war against the Darkness Army. I followed in their footsteps, attending combat school. However, I was a ticking time bomb.

I suppose I should introduce her before her spirit makes my life Hell again. During Sam's first year of Advanced Combat School, which is basically like your world's high schools, he met a high elf called Maedilin Faefhar. They didn't start off on the best foot as Maedilin was definitely a noble or a high elf, as she did not pay attention to Sam or Cal. Although, it was terrible for me as once Sam and Cal managed to befriend her they called her Maddie.

Maddie as a high-elf has silver-ish-golden hair. Her ears were, as expected, pointy.

They basically formed an unofficial team. Every time they went on a mission, it was just the three of them. They were at the top of their year as well.

Now I suppose I should introduce my "team". First off there was Elerith Glasion, whom I just call Ellie. She was my first friend that I made in my Advanced Combat School. She had brown hair with green eyes.

Then there was Diana Lorseek. She was the number one student in my year in both practical and theory. She is a master mage and is an albino. Thus, she uses magical medicine to sustain herself. As expected as an albino, she has white hair and red eyes.

Finally, there was Sonata Draog, the sister of Cal. She is the life of the party is the best I can describe her. She's always getting into trouble and acts like a free spirit. She's also blonde and has blue eyes like her older brother.

Actually, now that I think about it, you couldn't tell just how cohesive our "teams" were just by looking. Our two groups were made up of people who were so different that you'd expect us to never be able to work together.

But it worked out in the end really. Actually, our groups remind me of team RWBY and JNPR. It's never calm, there's always something happening. Just like how team RWBY was linked to tam JNPR due to the bond between Ruby and Jaune, Sam's group and mine were linked due to Sam and I being brothers.

But, as most good things, they must come to an end. You see, the Living Weapon Program was embedded in my brain that would active once I come of age. Now before you ask how that was possible, remember, this is a world of limitless possibilities.

What the program really was, was a way for me to unlock my True Potential.

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I don't want to spoil my True Potential's form looks like or how powerful it is, just know that when I use it, I can overflow most worlds with energy thus causing their core to spontaneously combust. Notice I said most worlds.

Thus, when I forcefully unlocked it, I destroyed the planet that I had been raised on for about thirteen years. After that, I was summoned to the Darkness Army's Headquarters, The Palace. It was there where I learned everything about who I truly was and where I met him.

They called him my brother, but the story they gave me was that he was a clone of me. He was the only successful clone to have undergone the Living Weapon experiment. His name was Lucas, and he would be my most difficult opponent to beat. He was basically just another me. We both fought alike, talked alike, we even had the same tastes in women.

If one of us were to leave you in a room and the other was to come in, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. But every time we met, we would get this itch, to strike the other one down. We held back, of course, nothing good would've come of fighting just yet.

For the next four years, I was training at The Palace. But my skills were lacking due to my constant regret for being the cause of the deaths of my friends in Mulberry. My father noticed this and one day, he surprised me. It was also the thing that drove me to rebel against the Darkness Army. He showed me Sam, Cal, Maddie, Ellie, Diana, and Sonata, all undergoing the Living Weapon experiment too. I was told that they were cloned as well and they had the altered memories of their real counterparts.

Looking back now, I have to say I was quite stupid to have not questioned that. I guess the shock of seeing them once more really distracted me.

Maybe father thought that training side-by-side with familiar faces would help me. Instead, it had the opposite effect. Every day when I saw their faces smiling, I was reminded of those days I spent in Mulberry. The Living Weapon experiment was untested thus sending me to grow up elsewhere was a contingency plan. Perhaps if they hadn't done that, I would've turned out like Lucas.

As the days past, I began to plan of a way to leave this war behind. I was treated no more than just a test subject. I was under surveillance 24/7. But, although they were able to watch me on the outside, my mind was racing, trying to find a way out. The Palace, a home to several of my kind, felt more like a prison to me. So, once my plan was all set, I tried to make my escape as stealthily as possible.

Instead I was chased through the corridors of The Palace by none other than those who I called friends and Lucas. But I didn't do all this without having an escape plan. One night, I discovered how the Darkness Army sent me to that planet where I was raised. They had a machine, one that could cut through time and space. Barricading the doors, I quickly activated the machine, setting the coordinates to a random planet.

But my former friends and Lucas broke through the barricade. In the ensuing fight, the machine that could cut through space-time was damaged causing a massive explosion. But not before it opened a rift to Remnant. The resulting explosion knocked Lucas and the others back whereas I was thrown into the rift. Thus, that was why when I was discovered, I was wearing my signature black cloak. It was a memento of the time I spent in Mulberry.

Now that that's all out of the way, let's get started with the story I'm going to tell you.

A/N: Well, I did say I was going to rewrite this story didn't I? I think this is a better chance for the story as I was starting to lose interest. But now the fire is burning once again.

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