The roars of Grimm monsters toiling about in their newfound territory filled the air, as people were standing, watching as the Beacon tower was overrun with Grimm that latched onto it.
As a white Grimm dragon and a number of Goliaths stood overlooking the area, the sight of a group of huntsmen and huntresses being carted off to a tank of bubbling ooze could be seen.
Overlooking it all, on the repurposed throne of the king of Vale, was a young man with bestial markings across his body, the Schnee heiress he'd brought to aid in his conquest at his side.
For those involved, it was scarcely feasible to say the tank of Grimm fluid was naught but a guillotine, and the people to enter it execution victims.
It had been two years ago when it had began, when Jaune had first encountered the being.
The being, looking like a weak old man, laid against an old tree stump as Jaune walked along to practice his sword skills away from home.
He was, overall, very amateurish about it, but the sight of the man gave him pause.
"Excuse me," Jaune asked as he approached the man, "are you doing alright?"
The man gazed upon him, and Jaune frowned as something in the back of his mind alerted him to an unseen danger.
"I'm doing quite well... How are you?"
The man's voice was deep, and Jaune nodded softly without thinking.
"I'm the same. Just... Training."
"Hmm... I see." He chuckled, before reaching his hand up. "Why don't you help me up then?"
Jaune, despite his instincts telling him no, took the plunge in helping him up.
The result was something he didn't quite expect, for obvious reasons.
His body stiffened as something foreign entered his mind, his energy pulsing outward from him at once as he gave a pained sound, the wizened man under him smiling as this happened, before the pair disappeared from sight.
Jaune reappeared inside of an old palace area, expression marred with pain, but him rising up to his feet slowly, looking up to find a woman with chalk white skin standing at the opposite end of a long table, gazing at him.
"Hello." Salem said with a curious glance, frowning at this, but deciding not to attack or anything without proper understanding of where this boy had come from.
Jaune stared silently at her despite this, and he walked towards her as his aura expanded over him, pulsing outward before a wave of energy brushed through the air and covered Salem, whose eyes widened in shock as she felt a potent force come over her body.
"What is this...?" Salem said, mind growing dizzy as a potent impulse rippled through her body repeatedly.
Jaune silently approached the cloaked woman, and without hesitation, he took hold of her cloak and tore it off and away from her body as his aura pulsed against her, harder and harder, until she finally lost all sense of self.
As he gazed upon the innocent young man going at it with the age-old humanoid creature, the Brother of Darkness chuckled lowly to himself, him spectating the raw spectacle and smiling, waiting to see what would come of this meeting.
As Jaune's hand tore away the woman's cloak, her naked body was revealed to him, there being dark, pulsating veins lining all along her body that immediately revolted him at the sight of such a look.
He narrowed his eyes, them glowing a bright, vibrant blue as his aura formed around his body, the white light engulfing her and filling her with a great reinvigoration, so potent in nature that Salem gasped in shock, stepping away from Jaune as it came over her.
As the light faded however, Jaune found himself smiling at the woman before him, seeing that the dark veins covering her body had completely disappeared, her womanly form gaining more muscles and curves to it, her now completely chalk white body being something he drew immense arousal from.
His hands went about taking off his own clothes as he approached her, and once the task was done, his hands gently grasped her curves, eyes drinking in the beauty of this woman before he pushed her down to the ground, Salem looking upon his well-built body and his erect manhood, gaze growing shocked at the sight of such a massive appendage as he approached her.
Excitement flared in her eyes, and she spread her legs apart under him, Jaune sinking down to his knees over her and thrusting his dick inside of her, casting away his virginity without thought or question as he began pounding his dick roughly into Salem, the woman yowling under him as her body was conquered by Jaune, pussy forced to stretch and be shaped to his member's girth.
The sound of her moans curdled the impulses now running rampant in his psyche, and Jaune gave a feral roar as a man that carried great power.
His energy spiked in its strength, and every slam of his hips against hers had his dick ramming against her womb entryway, Salem's body quaking from the sensation as his aura came through her, assailing her will to break away in the last dregs of weakness present in her mind. Like the Grimm run afoul, his aura ate and tore apart such worthless things, as autonomy and knowledge, in favor of the crushing savagery of existence, her mind and body growing warped under his power as they were made to submit to him.
Jaune began to feel the tall, ethereal woman clawing at the ground, hips moving up to meet his thrusts, the sounds she emitted before succumbing to screams and cries of pleasure.
With his first woman now marked, Jaune began to plunge his dick into her harder and harder, all thought of consequence relinquished as he acted, with great passion, to impregnate her.
His hands took a firm grasp of her ass cheeks, him lifting her up as Salem reached forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, legs around his waist, before he narrowed his eyes, concentrating his aura and channeling it effortlessly through his body, enhancing his strength before he started lifting and slamming her ruthlessly down on his cock, Salem's screams echoing through the corridor as his cock scraped so wonderfully inside of her, matched in intensity only by the loud clapping of their flesh.
Her ass cheeks jiggled in his hands as he gripped them, Salem's climax fast approaching, sweat glistening on her body as Jaune buried his face into her F-Cups, all thought purged from his mind and replaced with his newly born instincts as his aura glowed brightly on his body, channeling through his reproductive organs as his body prepared his seed.
Salem grit her teeth, eyes darting up to the high ceiling as she felt it, his aura pulsing through his dick and intensifying her pleasure to even more insane levels, before he gave a hard, final push, his dick punching through her cervix into her womb, and she screamed, climaxing powerfully as her walls clamped down on his cock, Jaune cumming with her as his semen spurted out like a geyser into her womb, filling it to the bring as she was brought to her breaking point, Jaune slowly pulling out of her and smiling at her, his body surpassing human limitations as it remained completely hard, the mixed juices of their cum spilling out over his shaft as Salem huffed and breathed heavily.
"Are you alright?" Jaune asked her, and Salem gradually regained her peace of mind.
"Yes," she nodded, expression dazed, "but... Who are you?"
Jaune leaned in closely to her, mind corrupted as quickly as hers.
"I'm your Master." He told her, before turning them around, laying Salem down on the table before his cock pierced into her cum filled hole once more, indulging his new impulses as he acted to impregnate the woman under him, who writhed and screamed in pleasure as he vented his lusts onto her reinvigorated body.
As Jaune later sat on Salem's seat while having his first sex slave suck his cock off, the cogs of his mind turned subconsciously, him looking down in thought.
"Something seems wrong with this." He muttered, feeling Salem roughly slurp his cock as he grit his teeth, her fellatio skills rapidly improving in the past several minutes she'd used to let her pussy rest from the pounding he'd given it.
Despite his claim of not knowing quite what was wrong, he dismissed it after a few seconds.
He understood he wanted to have more sex slaves, as he came to understand minutes later, but he wondered where he could go for it.
After he came down her throat a fifth time from her sucking, he watched Salem swallow, and he smiled.
"I'll be back." He said down to her. "I'm just going to look for someone else to be mine."
Salem pulled her mouth away, nodding softly as he rose up, walking away before he closed his eyes, suddenly getting a vision of something.
He was teleporting from one place to another, going from town to town doing so.
Jaune put his clothes back on, and when Salem walked past him to replace her torn robe, he gave a smile at the sight of her curvaceous figure before turning, activating his power and going to where he first imagined a new suitable sex slave might be.
Huddled in her room, Weiss Schnee gazed down at the bed she sat on, hugging her knees to her chest.
The sting of her father's hand striking her cheek lingered, even minutes after it had happened.
She breathed heavily, eyes tired as she gazed out at her large, empty room, before glancing to a family photo sitting at a counter.
"What kind of life is Winter leading?" Weiss asked softly, before looking up at the sight of a flash of light forming in her room, raising a confused eyebrow.
As the light faded however, the blonde person standing before her smiling in a seemingly off-kilter way, before her eyes widened as her body was engulfed in that same light seconds later.