Amber Autumn could consider herself an expert survivalist. After years of being on the run because of her Fall Maiden powers, she has picked up a good amount of skill sets that helped her survive throughout those years. One particular skill that she's learned to develop just recently is analysing a situation and deducing whether it's an opportunity or threat. She first gained this skill when she fought her mysterious assailants, the one who stole half of her Fall Maiden powers and nearly left her as a soulless husk of a body.
At the time, no one really challenged her to the point of death. After all, she had the Fall Maiden's magical powers. No normal huntsman or huntress can compete with her in terms of power. A semblance can only carry a person for so far whereas magic is far more versatile and powerful. That being said, for all of that power that she carried within her soul, she was still human, and she was still susceptible to the problems of normal men and women. One such problem is being overwhelmed, which her unknown assailants used to their advantage.
It was near death experience that she didn't really want to repeat but unfortunately for her it happened a second time when she fought the Eye of Cthulhu. All because she wanted to redeem herself in front of a godly being. While the reasoning might be absurd to the normal person, she really wasn't considered 'normal'. Aside from that, the god that she was with even showed her what he's capable of in the form of creating the Relics.
In hindsight, she would consider dying to the Eye of Cthulhu a better fate than angering the god that probably created Remnant – despite being led to believe that only two gods existed: the God of Light and the God of Dark… then again, notes and evidence of humanity's history has been blurred and forgotten through the passage of time. Even a being as old as Ozpin couldn't remember everything.
That being said, after those two near death experiences, Amber Autumn forced herself to learn to analyse a situation an tell whether the presented scenario is an opportunity or a threat to herself. To hear her godly companion tell her to split up, in case the Eater of Worlds goes somewhere where she was, is a glaring sign that was screaming at her to reject despite knowing who she is rejecting.
She wanted to stop herself. She wanted to take the words that she said back and swallow them. Her eyes widened, she clasped both of her hands to her mouth showing to the god that she didn't mean what she said and that it was all an impulse. Then again, when Amber considered it an impulse only happens when triggered by something she didn't like. So regardless of wanting to take back what she said, her impulsively rejecting his order screams how much she didn't want to do it.
Her figure visibly shrunk under the god's gaze, her heart pounding against her ribcage, nasty thoughts invaded her mind, thoughts of how the god will smite her with his divinity. She braced herself for his next words.
"I understand… I can see why fighting the Eater of Worlds in your current state is pretty much a death sentence. My apologies for this lack of insight." The god bowed.
Eh?
Wasn't he supposed to bring her divine punishment? What is this!? Never in her whole life would she have someone bow before her for an apology – much less an apology from a god! Looking like a fish out of water, she stuttered with her words while frantically waving her arms. To make matters even worse, she and him were back in the village that he rebuilt and saved. If someone from this village were to stumble upon this scene before them, what would they think of them?
'How shameless! Making the hero of this village bow his head before her!'
'Lady? Why is the hero of our village apologising to you? Did he do something wrong?'
'How dare you! Let me remind you that it was him who rebuilt this village from its ruinous state! Not only that, he also saved you from those Atlesian soldiers! Be grateful!'
Yep, the results of the assumptions that will be made – should the villagers walk in on this situation – is something that Amber didn't want to happen. She quickly reigned her thoughts, calmed her body and spoke to him.
"Please sir, raise your head. I am not worthy of your apology… it is just that…" She paused as she mulled over her next words. "After nearly dying twice, I've learned to understand that I need to pick my fights properly. It is because of this lack of knowledge that I nearly died twice but thanks to you, I didn't. I am forever grateful for what you've done to me and I do not think mere words are enough to portray how grateful I am for the multiple second chances that you have given me."
She didn't know why she was saying these words. In another world, she wondered what her answer would be to his request if he didn't care enough for her. She probably would have rejected him. In this world however, she felt compelled to follow him. Not because he was threatening her with her life but because she believed in him. For nearly her whole life, she has been on the run, avoiding contact with others for fear that she might bring misfortune to them.
She had nobody to trust
And here comes a being so powerful that she started to believe that no matter how bad her misfortune is, he didn't care. He sheltered her, healed her, protected her. He cared for her. That was a feeling that she had missed for a long time, the embrace of someone. Her heart was pounding now. When was the last time she had felt this way? Years?
"As much as I want to follow that order sir… I-I don't believe that I'm fit for the job." She tightened her fists. "You have seen me fight the Eye of Cthulhu. What chance do I have against a living deity?"
She looked at him with sad eyes. "As much as I want to follow you sir, I-I can't!"
"You're a god… I'm a mortal… I cannot follow you where you are going as much as I want to. I may have only met you for a few days, but I believe that I can trust you wholly." Were the words that were left unsaid but expressed loudly in her mind.
Silence graced the two of them. Amber hung her head low. She anxiously waited for his answer.
"Do not sell yourself short, Amber Autumn."
The god placed his hand under her chin and brought it up. Her eyes locked with his purple orbs. "Remember what I told you in our dance?" A pause as he allowed Amber to remember what he told her. However, he said first before she could even remember. "You are important to me. You may think that you are weak but when I look into your eyes, I see untapped potential waiting to be awakened by the right catalyst. I am that catalyst."
He stepped back, he reached out his hand to her. "You think that you are weak? Allow me to show you that you are strong."
Amber stared at his hand. In another world, she wouldn't have taken his hand, still doubting herself and her abilities. Right now, however, in this world, she started to believe. She wanted to follow him. Hearing him tell her that she has untapped potential, potential that might allow her to follow him to where he will go. She showed some slight hesitation as she reached out. Her hesitation was squashed. She believed, not only to herself, but to him as well.
With one final mental push, she took his hand. He pulled her close, his purple cloak expanded, allowing her to see the night and stars that reside from within the cloak. The cloak flapped once, launching them back to the skies.
Minutes later, they were back in his impenetrable fortress on his floating continent. They both flew to the centre of the fortress where the tallest spire was. Entering the spire, she was greeted with the same room she had seen him interact with before. By passing the console, they went deeper inside of the building. Once they had reached the centre of the building, the god turned to face her.
"Stand in the middle."
She followed his words and stood in the middle and watched him. The god brought forth his arms and conducted rhythmical gestures. A bright light shone below her. She looked down to see a pentagram. Amber slowly started to lose consciousness. A bright light engulfed her vision. While she couldn't see what was happening around her, she could feel some changes in her body both spiritual and physical. First and foremost, she felt… full. It was the same feeling she had when the god restored her soul after half of it was stolen only instead of restoring her soul, she felt like her soul is… expanding.
Next, she could feel two new appendages on her back, she didn't know what it was, but it felt unnatural and natural at the same time. It was like she had always had these appendages despite knowing that she had just got them.
Finally, she could feel her mind expand. Knowledge numerous spells. The options that were given to her were nearly countless. While she didn't know what each spell did, she knew that each of them was powerful.
"Open your eyes and see for yourself the potential that you have been missing." A voice said.
As she slowly opened her eyes and the colours of the world flooded back in, she was face to face with the god. She gave out a shocked yelp and fell backwards. She knew that there was no one behind her that would catch her fall and yet as she fell back, she felt some resistance, something was preventing her fall. As her senses came back, she started to hear a rhythmic noise coming from behind her.
Flap, flap, flap…
She slowly turned her head around, craning her neck to see something white. Its length was wide enough to cover her whole body should she want to. It kept flapping, preventing her from falling backwards. She traced the spine of the appendage eventually leading up to her back. She didn't want to believe and yet she was staring at them.
She gave one powerful flap, allowing her to fix her equilibrium. She coiled her wings inwards, she tentatively touched them only to have the sensation of touch as she traced her finger along the spine of her wings. Her feathers – she still found it unusual to have feathers to call her own – were pure white just like the dress that she was weari-
Wait, dress?
True to her thoughts, as she looked over herself even further, she found out that she was wearing a pure white dress. White evening gloves covered her arms, thigh high socks inside of hardened glass were her footwear. She looked like a princess from a fantastical world.
Her mind was starting to race. First she had wings, next she looked like a princess that would start singing at random while an ethereal orchestra accompanies her no matter where she was. Meanwhile, as Amber was stressing over the changes in her body, the god nodded and spoke.
"I knew it." He said, gaining the attention of a flustered Amber. "That halo looks good on you."
Did he just say a halo?
A/N: HERE IT IS! EVERYTHING THAT I HAD PLANNED FOR EVER SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE REWRITE HAS REACHED THIS POINT! Honestly though, as I progressed through the story, I sooner figured out that Sir BoinkGeminid is a person that you cannot touch. After all, not only does he have the reaction time of a player, he also holds some of the most powerful items in the game.
How can I develop an already developed character like Sir BoinkGeminid? To answer that question: I don't.
There is literally no one that can stand up to Sir BoinkGeminid, and even if there was one, he could just blast them away with his powers, eliminating all of the conflict that has built up to a boiling point. And it's not like Sir BoinkGeminid is going to be affected by his actions as well, he is just an avatar for the player to interact with the people of Remnant, and even then, he doesn't even know that he's actually affecting their lives because he thinks that everything he sees is just a game.
Insert Amber Autumn. Amber has more room for development. She has more potential because Rooster Teeth never bothered to develop her character which makes her very flexible. It is easier to manipulate an underdeveloped character like Amber compared to a person who I don't even think need development. Do you really think this particular player, controlling Sir BoinkGeminid, will learn a life changing lesson from a world that he considers a video game?
With that being said, I hope you all enjoyed this final rewrite! With all of this done, I can move on with the story! Tell me your thoughts about this chapter! Are you excited for the upcoming chapters? Was Amber developed too quickly? Tell me everything! The prelude is done, Eater of Worlds arc here I come!
P.S.: For those having trouble picturing what Amber is wearing, she's wearing the Wedding Dress, minus the Wedding Veil. I've also made some changes to the vanity items to make Amber look all the more beautiful. After all, she's this story's waifu!
