Wolf: So I have a bit of explaining to do, mainly, yes this is a very long chapter so strap yourself in, get a warm drink and some snacks or some shit, now this is a long chapter due to the fact that I have used the actual transcript of this episode to help write this chapter so of course Silver is taking a step out of the limelight for the chapter.
Tiger: And your laptop's hard drive fucking died on you
Wolf: Ah yes, that's the reason why this chapter took so long
Chapter 3 The Lost Fable
A blue dust cloud appeared, revealing Salem staring from her window of the tower, her arms crossed. A woman humming could be heard in the background.
"Locked away by her cruel father, Salem was a girl who desired but one thing: freedom." Jinn narrated her voice echoing inside of my head as I looked at the spacious room she had.
Salem walked by me, my eyes staring in disbelief that this woman was the enemy.
"She lived in a time when kings and their kingdoms were plentiful, when men and women were capable of greatness, and magic was a gift from the gods that all could wield." Jinn continued, Salem sat down and leant against the desk of her mirror. She held out her left hand, using... magic? Four glowing spheres appeared with a magic circle in six basic colours over her hand.
"And yet, there she sat within her tower." If she had these powers then she could have easily broken herself out, I knew I would have.
As Salem looked down, the blue dust cloud reappeared and enveloped Salem to the next scene. The blue smoke reforms the castle Salem resides in.
"Until one day, a legendary hero came to brave the challenges within the tower's walls." I just couldn't wrap my head around how all this is going on around me.
A young man in armour and a cape wielding a sceptre appeared standing proudly in front of the tower. I walked up to him again finding his features very familiar.
"The people of the lands knew him as Ozma." Ozma? Wait... this was Ozpin?
I waved my hand in front of Ozma's face, but he just proceeded forward unfazed, simply phasing through my hand.
"Unlike those who had come before, this warrior was not driven by the prize of the young maiden's hand. He fought only for righteousness, and his pure heart and courageous soul prevailed." I walk at his side feeling my head spinning at all this information.
As Ozma walked up to the tower, other warriors are shown falling in battle my ears flicked as I watched them fall. Blue smoke reforms the scene once again, this time showing Ozma using his sceptre to strike down a dark-armoured figure. Ozma then opens up a door leading to Salem's room, where she stands up and offers a grateful smile to him. Blue smoke reforms the scene of them battling side by side with their magic powers.
"They escaped the wretched fortress, and yet something bound them together." I tilted my head watching the scene unfurl wishing I had some popcorn or something.
Smoke reforms the scene showing Ozma and Salem running away from the tower holding hands together. Once at a safe distance, the two stopped to catch their breath before looking to each other.
"Ozma had been ready to give his life for justice countless times, but now saw a woman worth saving it for. And Salem, to her surprise, found her freedom not in the outside world she had yearned for, but in the eyes of the man that had saved her." I couldn't help but smile at that.
"So, where should we go now?" Salem asked Ozma he only offered his hand.
"Wherever you'd like." He smiled at her.
"The two fell deeply in love, planned adventures around the world, and lived happily ever after." I smiled feeling satisfied.
Smoke envelops the environment around Ozma and Salem as the two hold hands. The two disappear into a bright light of white space.
"Or at least that's what should have been." Oh, come on!
Smoke then reformed the scene showing Salem kneeling at an unconscious Ozma's bedside. Salem held Ozma's hand and can be heard sobbing. My heart dropped again as I realised the situation.
"Ozma, the infallible hero of legend, fell ill. And where all the beasts and blades of the world had fallen short, a single sickness prevailed."
Ozma's body disappears in smoke as Salem continues sobbing, holding his sceptre in her hands. I clenched my fists and turned my head away.
"How could the gods let this happen?" Salem asked herself, the gods?
As I continued to watch I looked up to notice two spheres - one bright yellow and the other a dark purple - circling above her head.
"The gods, brothers of light and darkness, creation and destruction. Salem prayed they would see the injustice that had befallen her love and make things right."
The two orbs encircling above lowered down. A bright light and blue smoke transition the scene, this time showing a brightly lit place with a stairway that led up the mountain.
"The Domain of Light was a sacred place." I whistled to myself, impressed by the look of the place.
Salem approaches the stairway, offering flowers. She held Ozma's sceptre in her hand.
"It was here the elder brother dwelled beside his fountain of life and creation. It was here... where mankind would fall to ruin."
I watched Salem walk up the stairs as smoke transitions the scene again, with Salem now at the top of the mountain as she looks upon the Domain of Light, valley filled with flowers with a pool of water and a tree at the centre. Leaves blow from the tree and encircles above the water, and from it, the God of Light rises from the pool. He walks forward to Salem.
He had the build of the average man however, large antler like horns adorned his head.
"Please... Please, bring him back to me." She begged him on her knees.
"I understand your pain, but you demand of me that which I cannot make so. Life and death are part of a delicate balance." He told her.
"So... you won't do it then?" She asked.
"To disrupt the cycle of-" She was quick to interrupt
"But that's not fair... That's not fair!" She screamed her voice echoed throughout the Domain from her last exclamation.
"Let him rest."
The wind picked up, causing leaves to blow around Salem. Suddenly, she finds herself back at the bottom of the stairway leading to the
Domain of Light. She looks to Ozma's sceptre in her hands before looking up angrily.
"No." This was not going to end well for her.
Blue smoke transitions the scene again, this time showing a dark, foreboding environment with a stairway leading up the mountain, similarly mirroring that of the Domain of Light's.
"The God of Darkness…" My heart skipped a beat as the familiar land came into veiw.
Salem approaches some skeletal remains at the bottom of the stairs.
"None dare to enter his home, as men knew what monstrosities emerged from his blackened pools of annihilation."
Salem proceeded forward I swallowed my fear, approaching a blackened pool of tar-like liquid similar to that of which the Creatures of Grimm spawn from.
"And so, you must understand the Dark Lord's surprise when he found a lone woman kneeling before him." Jinn continued the tale, I had almost forgotten about her narration.
From the blackened pool, the God of Darkness emerged, his body twisted and contorted. I cringed at the sight.
"Oh God What the fuck?!" I screamed. The God of Darkness crawled toward Salem in an unnatural position. Grimm can be seen inching closer to her.
"Salem understood it well. She told him of her loss and professed that she knew only he could answer her prayers, all while careful to make no mention of his elder."
Salem is seen telling her story to the God of Darkness before offering Ozma's sceptre to him.
"Rise, child, and let your faith in me be rewarded." Something felt wrong, VERY wrong.
Salem does so. The God of Darkness then conjured a purple sphere, and from it, Ozma's body appears. Salem approached him, and Ozma gasped back to life.
"Where am I? What is this?! WHERE AM I?!" He cried out.
"It's okay! Everything's going to be okay!" Salem told him with a smile.
Suddenly, the God of Light appeared with a sound of thunder at the top of the stairs leading into the God of Darkness' domain.
"What have you done?" He growled, my ears folded back as I began to snarl like the other Beowolves around.
"I have done what I please, brother. You may bask in the powers of creation, but you do not own them." The dark god told him.
"This is not creation." They began to argue.
"Do not lecture me!"
The Grimm began to slowly approaching the God of Light and I was itching to join them.
"I will do what I must to maintain order."
The God of Light puts his hand out, and an orange aura surrounds Ozma's body, before he disintegrates in Salem's arms.
"No! No! What did you do?! BRING HIM BACK!" Salem cried out.
"You dare enter my domain and show such disrespect!" Darkness snarled.
The God of Darkness makes Ozma's body appear again.
"Ozma!" I knew what was coming next.
"I am abiding by the rules we agreed upon!" Light argued his point.
"Rules that I now see are ever in your favour. And yet the day a mortal comes to pray at my feet before your own, so do you arrive to lay your judgment upon me!" Darkness Bellowed.
The God of Darkness transformed into a nightmarish, dragon-like form that snarls at the God of Light. The Grimm proceed forward and attempted to attack him, but a bright light emanated from him, destroying all the Grimm in the area and making my eyes burn. He had transformed into a bright, beautiful oriental-looking dragon. Well shit.
"I know we have our differences, but I have not come here with the aim to control you. The same, however, cannot said for her. This woman came to you only after I denied her pleas – pleas that would have disrupted the balance that you and I created. Together." He told his younger brother.
The younger brother pondered this revelation.
"Then it seems I owe you an apology. Allow me to correct my mistake." He said turning to Salem and Ozma
"No!" Salem cried.
The God of Darkness fired a purple beam from his dragon form's mouth, disintegrating Ozma once again. Salem watched as Ozma's ashes blow away out of her hands.
"You… You monsters! Give him back to me! GIVE HIM BACK!" She howled at them.
Salem activated her magical abilities. Suddenly, the God of Light rushed forward and devours her.
Salem then awoke falling from the sky. She is then submerged in the God of Light's pool, drowning as an aura-like shimmer covers her body. Suddenly, she finds herself on the surface of the water, catching her breath. She looked up and notices both of the God Brothers standing side by side.
"When you first came to me, I did pity you. But it is clear now that your selfishness and arrogance have led you astray." Light told her.
"What did you do to me?" She asked
The aura-like shimmer is seen on her hands.
"I have made you immortal." He told her my heart began to hammer in my chest with worry.
"Immortal?" just like me...
"You cannot die. You cannot be with your beloved." Light explained.
"So long as this world turns, you shall walk its face." The both said.
Salem stared back at them in disbelief.
"You must learn the importance of life and death. Only then may you rest." Light told her.
Salem tried to reach out to them, but then found herself transported to a vast open field.
"Salem was a prisoner once again. Her fruitless attempts to reunite with Ozma eventually became nothing more than acts of spite and defiance against the gods." Jinn sighed, I placed a clenched fist over my heart, feeling the powerful thudding that echoed inside of me.
The scene had returned to that of Ozma's room, watching a shadow of Salem as she fatally stabbed herself. I only sighed to myself remembering me doing something similar back at Beacon. Salem's suicide attempt failed due to her immortality.
"But perhaps the gods were not as powerful as they seemed…" Jinn said.
I watched Salem walk to a window, who was still holding the sword she attempted to stab herself with.
"She had lied to them, turned them against one another, they… were fallible." Okay this was really bad now.
Salem set her sights on a castle in the distance.
"If she were to turn humanity against light and darkness, she could rid herself of their curse, or at the very least… she could make them suffer." OH GOD NO!
Salem then threw the sword toward me. I didn't flinch as Salem disappeared in a puff of smoke just as the sword was about to strike me. Smoke transitions the scene, showing a king standing up in surprise as a bloodied axe is thrown to the ground.
"Salem travelled from one kingdom to another, telling tales of how she stole immortality from the gods, welcomed any swordsman to cut her down, and demonstrated her powers." No Salem that is bad.
Salem was shown speaking to various leaders of kingdoms, including the aforementioned king from before, an oriental-looking empress and her subjects, and finally to a savage-looking warrior king. I rubbed my face and groaned loudly at how horribly this was going to end.
"With the kings and queens in awe, she pulled them deeper into her scheme. She painted them pictures of a time when they would no longer have to watch their loved one's wither and die, when they could claim the powers of their creators for themselves, and in turn, perfect their own design." Jinn explained at this point I had given up all hope.
As Salem finished telling her story to the warrior king, she kneels before him. The warrior drew his weapon and lets out a proud battle cry, with his people cheering along with him. The combined forces of the kingdoms are then shown launching an all-out assault on the Domain of Light.
"All they needed to do was destroy their old masters."
As the warriors run in, the God of Light emerges from the pool in his dragon form. I only facepalmed as they failed.
"The gods had hoped that Salem would learn from her eternal curse, and she did. She learned that the hearts of men are easily swayed." Well no shit Sherlock.
The leaders of the kingdoms Salem had spoken to stand in front of their people approaching the God of Light. The God of Darkness, also in his dragon form, then appears alongside his elder brother.
"Who has led you down this path?" Light questioned.
Salem is then seen walking through the crowds of warriors as she makes her way to the front of them. She glares at the gods.
"You..." Darkness growled before bellowing in rage at Salem.
In response, Salem launched a magical attack, and the warriors follow suit. A barrage of attacks was launched at the God of Darkness, but he easily caught them all into his hand, absorbing them into a purple sphere of energy. Everyone looked in shock. I only took a deep breath.
"They're all fucking idiots." I groaned.
"My own gift to them... used against me." Dark hissed.
The God of Light looked away in disappointment as the God of Darkness squeezed the sphere within his hand, creating a massive shockwave that enveloped the world, smiting everything and everyone in its path. Humanity had been turned to dust, only Salem remained due to her immortality.
"No... no..." She whimpered.
Salem got knocked back when the God of Darkness stomped his foot in the ground.
"You thought there was no greater punishment we could bestow upon you?" Dark revealed.
"I'll come back. I'll tell the rest of the world of this massacre! Build a new army!" She yelled.
"You do not understand. There is no one left. You are all that remains of humanity." Darkness told her.
Salem's expression turned to shock at this revelation.
"This planet was a beautiful experiment, but it is merely a remnant of what it once was. We will learn from this failure. I hope that you will learn from yours." Light sighed.
The God of Light disappears into a bright light of dust.
"No! You can't leave! You can't leave! COME BACK!" Salem screamed in frustration.
"Still demanding things of your creators..." Dark growled.
The God of Darkness also disappears into a beam of purple light that shoots up into the sky and out of the atmosphere. In the process, the moon is shattered. Moon fragments rain down like meteors back onto the planet's surface. Salem falls to her knees and lets out a scream of despair that is muted out by the crashing meteors.
"Once again, Salem was alone..." Jinn sighed as I walked towards the kneeling woman, I could feel the hate making my blood bubble.
Salem was then seen walking alone. She walked by a pair of deer eating grass, as well as abandoned villages that are now inhabited by Grimm. I could only bare my teeth knowing I could not lash out at her.
"She cursed the gods. She cursed the universe. She cursed everything, everything but herself. She wandered the face of the planet, awaiting a death that would never come..." Jinn continued.
Salem then stands on the edge of an overhanging cliff in the land once inhabited by the God of Darkness. She looks down at the blackened pool below her. The pool she had casted me in so long ago to bring Hades into her little game.
"Until fate led her back to the Land of Darkness. This was it. This had to be it, the brother's Grimm, the pools of black that continued to give rise to horrific nightmares. If the fountain of life granted her immortality, then surely, the pools of Grimm will finally take it away." The relic said.
Without hesitation, Salem falls forward and submerged into the blackened pool.
"She was wrong. This force of pure destruction could not destroy a being of infinite life." If it couldn't finish the job with me, then I doubt it could kill her.
Salem is thrashed around by an unseen force.
"Instead, it created a being of infinite life with a desire for pure destruction."
Salem crawls out of the pool, this time, her skin deathly white as well as her hair. She opens her eyes, irises red with black sclerae. So THAT's how she turned into the ugly bitch I want to tear apart so bad.
"And in time, she would find her adversary..."
Ozma is shown awakening in a white space. He takes a look at his surroundings. I watched him walk around aimlessly, before a voice can be heard.
"Ozma." It was Light.
Ozma turned around seeing the God of Light in his dragon form, before he shifted back into his regular form.
"Where am I?" Ozma asked.
"We are between realms. I'm afraid a tragedy has befallen your home at the hands of my brother. We have chosen to depart this world, but in our absence, I would like to offer you the chance to return to it."
"I... don't understand." Ozma told him.
"Mankind is no more, yet your world remains. And in time, your kind will grow to walk its face once again. However, without our presence, they will be but a fraction of what they once were."
Suddenly, the God of Light conjured four objects: a staff, a sword, a crown, and a lamp.
"Creation, destruction, choice, and knowledge were the ideals upon which humanity was made. Now I leave them behind with the hope that you will learn to remake yourselves."
The four objects are conjoined together into a yellow sphere of energy.
"If brought together, these four Relics will summon my brother and I back to your world, and humanity will be judged. If your kind has learned to live in harmony with one another and set aside their differences, then we shall once again live among you, and humanity will be made whole again. But if your kind is unchanged, if you demand our blessings while still fighting amongst yourselves, then man will be found irredeemable and your world will be wiped from existence. Until your task is complete, you will reincarnate, but in a manner that ensures you are never alone." So that's Salem's plan, to wipe Remnant again.
Ozma falls to his knees as he comes to terms with this ultimatum.
"I'm sorry, but... that world just isn't as dear to me without her. If I may, I'd rather return to the afterlife to see Salem." He told the God, oh boy is he gonna get a shock.
"You will not find her there."
"You mean she isn't gone?"
"Salem lives, but the woman you hold dear in your memories is gone. Heed this warning... where you seek comfort, you will only find pain. So, will you-"
"I'll do it." I face palmed again.
The God of Light stared in surprise at Ozma's immediate answer.
"Very well. Our creation rests within your hands."
The God of Light then disappears.
"And so Ozma was reborn."
Ozma reincarnated into a man with a tanned complexion and pale blonde hair, who had just stabbed a Beowolf with a pitchfork, causing it to disintegrate. Ozma takes the time to come to terms in his new body and surroundings. He looked up to see people screaming and running into the forest he is in away from a burning village in the distance.
"Where am I?" He asked himself
Ozma hears a man scream, and looks over to see him flailing a sword at a Beowolf, which swipes at him to the ground, disarming him.
Ozma's previous soul takes over and runs forward, grabbing the man's sword and slaying the Beowolf. The man gets back up.
"Thank you. Please, tell me your name. Who are you?"
Suddenly, Ozma's newest reincarnate has trouble speaking, and throws the sword to the ground in horror. I clicked my tongue.
As Jinn continued to narrate, Ozma walked down a street, seeing along the way Faunus locked up in cages, and a pile of Dust crystals on top of a table.
"Ozma had found himself in a world completely unfamiliar to him. Cities looked different. Creatures known as the Faunus wore fangs and claws and were locked away in cages. And without the blessing of the gods, no one could perform magic like mankind was once capable of, no one but himself and woman known as... the witch."
The environment around Ozma changed from the city to a forest as he comes upon a lonely, dilapidated house in the woods.
"During his years of travel, he heard the same frightened whispers that spoke of a terrifying sorceress who commanded dark powers in the wilds among the beasts and monsters. Ozma was convinced that this witch was Salem, and decided he needed to see what she had become."
Ozma stood at a distance from the house. The front door opened, and from the darkness beyond, Salem emerged, wearing black robes this time. She gave an angry glare while exiting the house, but suddenly, her expression softened upon seeing her visitor. Ozma likewise smiles back at her.
"Call it magic or call it something stronger, but in that moment, the two knew exactly who it was that stood before them."
Ozma and Salem walk towards each other, the two held each other's hands, interlocking their fingers affectionately.
"What do we do now?" Ozma asked, I felt a pang of pain in my chest.
"Whatever we like." Salem replied to him.
As time passed, the scene shows the house changing from its dilapidated state to a much better condition, following with Salem and Ozma conversing with one another at a table on the front porch.
"As Salem and Ozma recounted the events which had brought them back together, each withheld parts of their story. Salem, fearing Ozma would reject her, blamed the end of the world on the gods. Ozma, still unsure of where the truth lay, kept his task and the Relics a secret. Though time passed and all seemed well, Ozma's conversation with the God of Light still lingered in his mind. He had found happiness, but humanity seemed more divided than ever before."
Salem and Ozma head back inside the house, still talking to each other.
"Are you surprised? This world is quite literally godless. These humans have no one to guide them. Perhaps that's all they need."
"What are you saying?" Ozma asked.
"We could become the gods of this world. Our powers surpass all others. Our souls transcend death. We can mould these lands into whatever we want, what you want, create the paradise that the old gods could not." I screamed into my hands when Salem said that.
Ozma is troubled at first, but then smiled in agreement with Salem I wanted to slap him so hard. The two of them look each other in the eyes as Salem placed an affectionate hand on Ozma's shoulder.
"The hearts of men... are easily swayed." No shit Sherlock.
"Fuck off Watson." Jinn replied to my thought, intrusive much?
A village is then shown under attack by a Nevermore. Suddenly, a purple energy surrounds the Nevermore, causing to be bent and folded into unnatural positions. The Nevermore disintegrates, and the villagers watch as Ozma, once again wielding his sceptre and wearing regal robes, and Salem levitate into the air side-by-side above them. They all bow down to the couple in reverence. I walked up to two statues of Ozma and Salem that are then erected.
"The two amassed a following. That following grew into a prosperous kingdom."
A castle then appeared, then into a large room with a painting of Ozma and Salem together.
"And at the head of that kingdom blossomed...a family." Jinn continued as four little girls appeared in the painting. OH NO!
Wait he actually stuck his dick in her?
I felt a harsh smack to the back of my head.
Ozma and Salem watched their four daughters playing together, the little girls all wearing colours similar to that of the Four Maidens.
One of their daughters comes up to the two of them, playfully tugging on Salem's robe. The two parents smile at her before smiling at each other. My heart ached as I thought of what might have happened to them.
Blue smoke transitions the scene, showing a massive conflict between people that is being observed inside a crystal ball by Salem.
Ozma stands a short distance away from her looking outside the window.
"Are we sure this is right?" Ozma asked.
"You said we needed to bring humanity together. In order to do that, we have to spread our word, and destroy those who will deny it." Salem replied.
Ozma gained a shocked expression on his face upon hearing these words. He turned to see his reflection on the window, which suddenly talks to him.
"What are we doing?"
Ozma reeled back in horror seeing his reflection ask him that question before looking over to Salem.
"This isn't what he asked of me..."
"What did you say?"
The two then hear a door open, and their eldest daughter enters the room excitedly.
"Mother, father, look!" The girl cried excitedly.
Their daughter then conjured multi-coloured wisps that fly in circles in front of her. Salem has a proud expression on her face, while Ozma looks on in surprise, before looking down with his troubled expression again.
"It was a miracle their children could perform magic. But what should have been a joyous occasion was short-lived."
Smoke transitions the scene again, this time showing Ozma telling what he knows to Salem in his study.
"Ozma told Salem everything, the true reason the God of Light had brought him back, the Relics that they scattered around the world, and the day of judgment he had been told to prepare for."
Ozma finishes his explanation to Salem.
"Don't you see? None of that matters anymore. Why spend our lives trying to redeem these humans when we can replace them with what they could never be?" Salem said with a smile.
Salem offered her hand out, but Ozma hesitates to take it, backing away in disgust. Smoke transitions the scene again showing Ozma quietly escorting his daughters through the quiet halls. The youngest daughter looks down the hallway, noticing something.
"Mommy?" My blood ran cold when the child spoke up.
Salem stood at the end of the hall menacingly. Ozma protectively stood in front of his daughters. Salem, realizing what he was doing, angrily conjured a red beam from her hand. Ozma used his sceptre to counter Salem's attack, launching a green beam. Their attacks clash, engulfing the area into a bright white flash. I watched in horror as Ozma and Salem fight throughout the castle.
Their battle caused the castle to collapse and be destroyed in the process. A charred plush toy is shown, implying the daughters were killed in the fearsome battle. Ozma weakly crawled on the ground, blood dragging from behind him. Salem then reappeared behind him undamaged thanks to her immortality, and angrily walked over to Ozma. She kicked him over onto his back and held him down with her foot.
"We finally had freedom..."
Ozma weakly looked up at her.
"I-"
A blast of fire from Salem engulfed Ozma, killing him once again.
"Thus, began a long and painful cycle of death and rebirth for Ozma."
A montage of Ozma's various reincarnates are shown, including a frail man weakly walking by many gravestones, followed by a despondent man walking in the rain, who would rather drink his problems away.
"Some lives were spent in mourning, many were spent attempting to forget it all."
Finally, Ozma reincarnated to a dark-skinned man with glasses who started off slouching, but then eventually stands straight up and determinedly walks forward.
"But no matter what, his mind would eventually turn back to the task he had been burdened with."
Ozma's newest reincarnate is shown serving a meal to his wife and two daughters, both of whom interestingly have silver eyes. My jaw dropped at the sight. They were probably ancestors of Summer and Ruby.
"And as the centuries went on, Ozma began to learn the importance of living with the souls with which he had been paired."
Ozma then heard screaming outside. He opened the door and sees villagers running around in panic as Grimm attack.
"But no matter where or how he lived, her presence was always felt."
Ozma looked back to his wife, who nods in understanding, before going out with a mechanized cane into battle.
"If humanity were ever to stand a chance at being united, one thing was clear..."
"He had to destroy Salem..." I said breaking the silence that had befallen me
Smoke then transitions showing Ozma's reincarnate many years older now, tinkering with his cane in his workshop.
"Knowing he could never rid the world of her through any mortal means, Ozma sought out the power of the Relics."
The elderly tinkerer then placed his cane inside a metal cabinet, closing the door on it. The door opened again showing Ozma's newest reincarnate, a well-dressed man, picking up the cane where he last left it in his previous life.
"Armed with my knowledge, he believed he could fulfil his promise to the God of Light."
Ozma is next shown holding the Relic of Knowledge, summoning Jinn for the first time. I took a few deep breaths as my temper began to flair again. Why was I getting so angry all of a sudden?
"Where are the other Relics?" Was his first question.
"He asked me his questions."
"What powers do they possess?" Question two.
"And though I gave him my answers..."
"How do I destroy Salem?" There's question three.
"...not all of them were to his liking." She confessed.
I watched as Jinn gave her answer to Ozma.
"You can't." Great so I'm stuck with her forever too? FUCKING BRILLIANT!
Upon hearing this, Ozma fell to his knees in despair, the world disappeared, the question Ruby asked had been answered, I turned to face Ozpin, who lowers his head in sadness as the snow falls once again.
I took the crystals from my pocket, I took off my glove and stabbed them into my flesh.
It's nice to have you three here for me again...