Moooore Omake. Yeah. This Omake doesn't have a connection with the first one. They are different "omakes" entirely. About this omake, we're seeing by the eyes of "one of the cursed people" who are transported to Remnant through this "cursed" software. The Protagonist is a "Grimm" in the form of a sword. Your guys know the Soul Edge? I hope so. Imagine she as a Soul Edge Grimm Sword, basically, what she is.

Mary

Waaaah, I guess, we have to begin from the start. My name is Mary, I think it is? I-I not so sure now. The nightmare started years ago…

I was in my room, making 'things' on my PC. And then, found a strange file on my PC, something akin to a character sheet straight out from D&D. But for RWBY, I was a big fan of RWBY years back, when I was 14, 15 years old.

Honestly, the last volume I watched was the volume 5, and the beginning of volume 6. Can't find time in my routine to rewatch RWBY, or do anything else besides study and work.

Due nostalgia, I make the character sheet, like a crappy OC in a fanfic, rolled grimm race, pretty good status, except AGI, 0 AGI, how is this even possible? Anyways, and clicked to 'start the adventure', solo.

And this is how my nightmare began. Why a Nightmare? Because. I am sword grimm. Well, not a 'true sword', but my form resembles a sword enough.

Actually, I fell onto this stone the first day I fell into Remnant. And since that, I am a stone-sword in the middle of god knows where. In the beginning, I was desperate, thinking that I am all alone, and I was right.

Thinking about it, I would be good if I died a long time ago… Ahem. I am in the middle of a forest, no civilization, no grimm, not one living or dead soul to make me company. Sometimes, birds show up in the sky. It's good when they show up, a bit of my loneliness vanishes.

I won't lie, I've lost track of time years ago, maybe I am here just for a few days, or decades, centuries… Sometimes, I can sleep, or just shut off my consciousness. Don't know if I dream, but when I sleep, I feel the burden ease, kinda.

Even imprisoned stone, the power within me grows. How? I don't know, and stopped bothering to think about it.

"Shit, shit! The Gates of Vale should be where!" Shouting in the woods, for the first time, in a long, long time, I feel something. Emotions, confusion, thirsty, fear, fear of the unknown. Fear of being Lost. Without noticing, the person bumped in me.

"!" Noticing me, he analyzes with… ugh, perverted eyes? "What the hell a sword so creepy doing where?" Hey! I am not creepy! "Hello, there's someone else here?" Shouting, we look to his sides, searching for someone. Boy, if there's someone else here… I would never be so alone.

"There's someone here?" Shouting again he looked around, and with a sigh, he pushed me back from the stone, finally, I am free! We pulled me out of the stone!

"FREEEDOOOOOOOM!" Screaming with all of my mental lungs, the boy dropped me into the ground… shit, no, no, TAKE ME BACK, TAKE ME, NO, NO NO, I HERE FOR YEARS! DON'T LEAVE ME!

Jaune

"That was my imagination?" For a second, I thought that a girl screamed freedom, but what is wrong with this sword? Black blade with red edges, a white bone hilt stylized like the skull of a wolf, the overall structure is very similar with Crocea Mors, but with a little more length?

Well, the handle is ornate with black scales, and the pomar is like the skull of a bird. It's almost… a grimm? I don't know. Picking the sword again, I satre it's bl-

"Doooooon't leaveeeee me, I don't wanna return to this hell!" Ahhh! The sword speaks in my mind! I am hallucinating!?

"Please no, no, don't leave alone, not again, you're the first thing I see in this world! Don't leave me here, please!" With a grief and tearful plea, the voice screams in my mind, as I release the sword again.

"What was that?" Has the voice coming from the sword? Well, there is only one way to discover. I pick the sword again

"Pleaaaaaasee, I didn't do anything wrong, I swear! Just don't leave me alone!" The sword start to plea and cry in my mind, what the fuck?

"Y-you're the sword?" Impossible… how can a sword say something, especially in my mind?

"Y-yes! I am! I-II h-has stuck in that stone for too much time.. Don't leave! Please! I think I can c-cut! No, I can! P-please! I will do everything!" Wow! Hold on!

"Everything? Y-you're a sword? God, I feel dumb talking to a sword." With a heavy sigh, I stare at the blade, as the voice in my head gasps.

"A-Actually, I think I am a Grimm. A grimm in sword form…" Wait? If it is a Grimm, how can it talk with me? And why didn't it try to kill me?

"How?"

"Yeheh, I don't know, I don't belong to this place! I am just a universitary, worried about studies and adulthood, now I am a grimm in the middle of nowhere! Don't leave me! You are the first person I meet in this world! Don't leave me! I can't stand more loneliness!" What did It just say? Don't belong to this place? Just a universitary? Studies? Adulthood?
"Hey, Grimms have academies and life stages too?" Well, if what It said is any indication.

"N-no, you don't get it, I am human- I was human. Studying, living a normal life… Now I am a Grimm im Remnant!" Duh, what world do you live o- Wait.

"How did you become a grimm? And why should spare you? As far I know, you are the enemy of all human life. An incarnation of evil and destruction." I should just kill it now…

"I-I am not! If I was, I'd have killed you now, a-and I am a Sword! I can't kill on my own! I w-will prove my worth! Please, don't leave me! Spare me! I can prove my worthiness!" It is scared, can Grimm feel fe- But, if what she said is true…

"How did you become a Grimm?" If it has a human before, then there must be an explanation.

"I… in my previous life, existed a cartoon, a species of cartoon named RWBY, the plot of the series is about a group of girls who dreamed of being Huntresses. The show follows their life in Beacon, and the struggles in their lives, plus conspiracies and chaos. I… I remember some things about the show. As the name of the protagonists, Ruby Rose… Weiss, Weiss Something, Ang, and… Bloke? Something in these lines." Wow, she knows Beacon, but it doesn't prove enough to me.

"I'll destroy you if you don't convince me, it's the job of a huntsman. kill the grimms, and I dream of being a huntsman." For a moment, I think the sword shaked…

"I-I not done yet! There is more! T-the name of the deuteragonists are… are Jaune Arc, Something… Ikos? Yeeeh, Yehh, Nor Valk, e Lie Len." Jau- Shit, I am one of the protagonists!? Wait.. deuteragonists… still.

"Tell me more about Jaune Arc then." Well, if she knows me, then she should know something very specific…

"He… as far I concerned… He grew up with seven sisters…? Aaaaahhh, and in the initiation of Beacon, he doesn't have an aura unlocked! And no huntsman training! This… This is how far my memory goes!" Like a plea, she tells me what she knows… isn't much… but she knows about my sisters, and myself… my dream… Ok, she had a base…

"This 'Jaune Arc' survives the initiation?" If a thing it said is true, then… I want to know about the future, heh, cheating destiny.

"He… I think he does… I remember him in the second and three season." Yuss! Time to go to Beacon, releasing the sword, I start to walk again, till I hear the sound of flesh and bones cracking and ripping. Staring at my back, I have one bright orange eye in the middle of the blade of this sword… Oh yeah, don't leave it alone.

"You are a Grimm, you know? How am I supposed to carry you? Oh, wait, I don't holding you, gimme a second." I take the sword again, and regret shortly after.

"P-PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME! I CAN BE USEFUL! PLEASE!" Ouch, my head!

"Still, how am I supposed to carry you? You are a grimm, you have an eye in your blade, and now that I analyze you, you have grimm flesh and bones in you, by the Brothers, you are a grimm in sword form. I really want to help, but there is not much I can do for you…" No lies, no guilt.

"Nheee… heee! W-wrap me in cloth, all except the edges of my blade! Or make a sheath who hides the body of my blade, except my edges… better! Make a sheath that hides my blade, and wrap my hilt and handle in cloth!" Well, good ideas, really.

"Ok, I'll keep you with me by now, and wrap you in cloth, but if you attack me, an innocent, or my future… friends and team? I'll destroy you, understood?" I hope so. You grant me information to cheat the future!

"Yes! We are understood! My lord! Just don't leave me! And don't destroy me! I'll be useful to you! I swear!" Heh, I feel that good things will be born from this relationship. After all, strangers are friends you don't know.

Well, well, Jauney Jauney, Cheating the destiny don't end in good things, you don't cheat the destiny, you challenge him for a brawl, beat the shit out of him, and make your own fate. Jokes aside, well, becoming a Grimm is bad, a grimm in the form of a sword?

Then your life will be a way more grim! Ba dum tss! Jokes aside, I liked this omake, and like the idea of a Sword Grimm like a Soul Edge, who corrupts the user, and is sentient. Even if this Sword in question, have a good soul, or mind in this case.

I don't show her going to roll and make the character sheet, because the first chapter and first omake already show how this works. 'Bout Mary, she was a Universitary before using the program, and now she is a Grimm, a Grimm who resembles a sword.

And can't move on her own, she has been imprisoned in a stone for more or less Sixty years, alone, and without even Grimmates to "talk", or humans to try and lift her from the stone. What saves her from the lonely induced insanity? The fact she is a grimm. The only thing who saved her from the insanity.

Now, sorry for any mistakes and errors about the english, I am slowly improving, I think. And this is the Omake (And probably the one who will become an Fanfic in the future). Now bye, 'till next chapter.