One's fate is not decided by chance, but by choice. A hero will rise from the desolate sands of Hueco Mundo.

Guardian, Protector, Hero, and perhaps something more, that was what he had always meant to her, but to others he was simply known as the Huntsman of Red, Remnant's final hope.

Some roads lead to the same results, but sometimes those results have different answers which we never intended. AU-Canon Divergence! SI OC! Warning: Major Character Death & Dark Themes! This story isn't for children under 18!

He was an anomaly not meant to be in this world, yet fate would deem otherwise. After all, the fate of the world just may hang in the balance.

He was a hopeless man, a man who would amount to a little more than a fool. Yet this man pursued an endless dream, a dream in which he could hold her again... (A Shirou medieval Britain Fic-beginning before Saber drew Caliburn)

A new name . . . A new world . . . A new challenge, let the games begin[Gamer OC; not like most Gamer fics]

He was their symbol. He was their hero. He was the Huntsman of Red, protector of the Kingdom of Vermillion.

It began after I got rejected by Signal again, though at the time I had no idea what was happening. Titles and levels suddenly appeared above people's heads and then weird things began to happen, as if I was in a game. And then, I realize I was in a game. But...if my life is a game, I'm going to win it. My name's Jaune Arc and I'm the Gamer. RWBY/The Gamer.