Don't Own Rwby, Only The Oc

'thought'

"Speech"

System

"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)

I wake up with a small groan, bringing my hand to my head. 'ugh... headache...'

Sunlight peeks around the edges of a flap acting as my tent's door.

I slowly get up out of my hammock with a small shake to my legs. 'Am I sick?! Damn it! How?!'

I take a couple deep breaths, the crisp air curing my raging headache somewhat.

My shoulders slump as I slowly make my way towards the tent flap. 'ah great... time for my favorite part of everyday life...'

Blatant sarcasm is blatant.

I pull aside the flap and step through with a small grimace.

The camp is bustling as always, people of assorted rough clothing, torn jackets here, jeans cut off at the knees there, even my own clothing is a little rough, being just a white t-shirt that has a couple red stains on it.

Why people made white clothing, I will never know, but it fits, so I use it... can't really be picky out here... we use what we raid till we can't use it anymore... then we turn it into bandages and other things like that... maybe pass it down to the younger generation?

Ah the Branwen tribe...

Fuck you.

It appears that I've missed breakfast... my bad, I guess... luckily it seems to be nearing mid-day so lunch should suffice... you should never piss off the cooks of the camp... they're basically gods here.

Oh, gods it's nearing mid-day.

That means its nearly time for my every-day 'have Vernal kick the shit out of you for an hour under the guise of training' time... what joy~

I sigh and shake my head.

A heel smashes into my nose, causing me to bend backwards, I lash out with a sudden kick which impacts my attacker's side.

We both hop back to gain a little distance.

A woman with really short brown hair smirks.

"Well, Well, that's the first time you've hit me today... maybe I should actually start trying."

She blurs forwards, wooden sword raised.

I freeze briefly at the sudden familiarity of the move... but... we haven't used swords in at least a month, where have I-

My own sword comes up, easily deflecting the downward swing around me, her eyes widen as my offhand smashes into her cheek, she seems to be caught off guard by it, due to the fact that it sends her to the ground.

Immediately I lunge forwards and stab the practice weapon downwards.

It smacks into her stomach, but she quickly recovers and kicks me off.

She kips-up as I get to my feet, then lunges forwards, wooden blade stabbing right towards my throa-

"That's enough."

Her blade freezes an inch from my neck as my own barely presses against her stomach.

We slowly look to the side to see the woman overseeing this little fight, she has long black hair, reaching her lower back, blood red eyes, and wears a black and red kimono that turns into a short black skirt, thigh high black leggings, and has a katana at her waist. "You have improved quite a lot, runt... maybe I was right in adding you into the tribe."

I nod once. "Thank you, Chief."

She turns to look at my opponent. "Vernal... Never underestimate your opponent. I know that Azure here has a... habit... of being disappointing, you should still never underestimate him... perhaps it is his plan to be an incompetent fool... only to surprise us later with surprising technique. "

She sighs and shakes her head. "That's enough for today, go get some lunch."

The two of us nod, uttering a synchronized 'Yes Chief'

I let out a long sigh as I lay back in my hammock. 'at least now I can go to sleep... fucking fletcher... what the hell would I know about fletching arrows?! 'a good life skill' my ass, the lazy bastard just wanted to get out of work... at least if they're shit, he'll be blamed for it.'

My eyes drift shut.

*Thump*

My eyes snap open as I roughly hit the dirt.

I sit up and look around, I am in a forest, several of the trees chopped down, and before me, is a wooden fort with a glowing pillar of light that splits the sky...

I... remember now...

The forge of creation...

The shop machine...

The fact that I for some reason can use actual gods forbit Magic...

The...

Deaths?

T-the deaths?

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I vomit all over the grassy ground.

I let out a couple slow wheezing pants.

I-I-

For the past month... whenever I go to sleep... I am pulled here...

Monsters are real, slimes are a common enemy... at least in the day... but at night? Zombies walk the land... and gouged eyes the size of my head fly around the stary sky.

O-oh gods! It's day seven! T-that means it will be showing up.

I look down at my body, revealing that I have simple wooden armor on.

My shoulder slump. It's always this way... I wake up, vomit, then go on with my life... finding out that I've died over and over and over and over and over and- weeell, let's just say it gets to me...

The most annoying part is that I forget about this place existing at all... but... some of my habits are starting to bleed over into the real world? I kicked Vernal's ass for a moment because she mimicked what those arm-wielding zombies do...

I roll my shoulders and unsheathe my sword, gazing into the brown gleaming blade.

'Copper weaponry breaks too easily' I mentally sigh as I look to the several nicks in the edge.

I've almost depleted all the copper that can be seen on the surface as well... but I'm not about to go underground again... even if the last time, admittedly was fairly useful.

I glance to a small device attached to my waist, frowning as it shows several small red dots around the centermost blue dot.

But, I'm not a fuanus, I can't see in the dark, this 'enemy radar' would be literally the only thing I have to see down there besides torches, and even then, I can only carry one torch... if it goes out, I'm literally beyond fucked... the last time I went into the depths, I found a chest, sure, but... I fell into a pit I didn't see and got impaled on a stalactite or was it... a stalagmite? I don't really give a shit if I am going to be honest... impalement isn't even such a bad way to go... if I had to place a worst, it would be drowning...

Or what it does to you.

Which is also technically drowning.

I shake my head with a small sigh, far too many times have I died because my foot got caught while I was searching for a dropped item underwater.

Potions, can you believe it? Or large hunks of ore... the slimes around here sometimes have stuff in them... and they float... plus, when they are killed, they drop the items...

The items don't float...

You do the math.

My shoulders slump.

I don't need to sleep here, meaning I can accomplish quite a bit... and whenever I survive twenty-four whole hours- honestly quite rare- I wake up, the sun shining brightly outside my tent.

Or if I die and wake up at like midnight... whichever comes first.

At least with the latter, when I eventually go back to sleep, I don't have to deal with this utter nonsense... it honestly has me considering just taking a sword to the neck right now...

But I continue because of one thing...

Spite.

I am going to kill that jiggly motherfucker than causes all of my problems if it is the last thing I do.

I look up into the sky, to see the sun just peeking over a mountain in the distance. 'it appears at noon, so I still have a couple hours to prepare... and luckily, yesterday me prepared all day and night.'

I slowly stand and begin running in the opposite direction of my fort home.

'let's see, need mushrooms, water, and sand... plus I'll need to check the entrance to any cave I pass by... then I need to return home quickly, luckily I've got a magic potion on hand that'll do the trick!'

The mushrooms in this world are magical, even after eating a single one, it rapidly healed a fairly large wound on my leg, and according to the forge of creation, they get several times better by just crushing them up and dumping them into a bottle of water.

*Crack*

My eyes widen as the ground falls out from beneath me.

'a-am I going to die again?!'

I dig my copper sword into the dirt wall as I slide downwards, it suddenly hangs on a rock and snaps in half.

I fall the remaining twenty feet or so and land hard on my back, sharply inhaling and leting out a wheeze.

I slowly stand.

'ugh, I landed on the fucking staff.'

I reach around and grab an honest to god magical staff made of copper with a purple gemstone as the focus and raise it slightly.

'ugh, at least its not broken.'

I stand slowly and reach into a bag at my waist and pull out a mushroom, then take a big bite out of it and let out a small sigh of relief as my aching back is slightly relieved.

I pause as I notice a glow behind me.

I slowly turn around and blink at a large staircase leading up to an altar.

"…"

I slowly ascend the steps, eventually reaching the top, my vision being drawn to a large rock with a sword stuck into it.

"What the hell... is this?" I ask as I slowly approach, almost enchanted.

My hand touches the handle, causing the blade to increase its glow massively.

*Schlick*

The blade easily frees itself from the rock and shines brightly before dimming to a warm glow.

"What?"

It's a simple sword with a silver blade, about fourteen inches long, a simple t shaped handguard that pokes out from the bladed edged by about an inch, the grip is wrapped in a red ribbon... and the pommel has a small swirl.

'hm... I guess this will replace my copper sword... I honestly don't see the point in using silver though... it seems like a waste.'

I give the blade a sing-

My arm is suddenly held out at my side.

'what?'

I swing the blade again, widening my eyes as my arm nearly moves fast enough to disappear, all that's left behind is a glowing trail of silver light.

'what the hell... is this?!'

I shake my head.

'no fucking time.'

I pull out a strange blue potion from my bag and drink it... then with a flash, I am suddenly back where I started.

I sheath the blade and begin running again.

This world is pretty strange... I got faster, stronger and more durable upon touching this weird heart thing underground, plus I have MAGIC... but I need some sort of item to act as a focus like that amethyst staff I woke up with, or that stick that shoots sparkles... strangely enough, though, no aura... that's why I have been dying so much actually... I'm stuck with a squishy body- well, slightly above average body upon touching that strange heart gem- against zombies, slimes, and giant floating eyes.

And that's only this area... I haven't finished the 'prerequisites' to go into other areas.

Yeah, I sometimes see floating boxes...

But if the world deems that I'm not to go into purple hell to the south, or red hell to the north? Then I'll accept that.

You see, the world functions on sort of a 'map'

To the north we have something called the 'Crimson' and to the south, something called the 'Corruption'… then to the west is a jungle, and to the east is a desert.

The desert seems to be where I am heading next, as when I tried to walk into it one time, I was told that all I need to do is kill 'the king slime' and I am absolutely going to fucking do that today!

[Slime has begun falling from the sky.]

'FUCK already?!'

*Schlorp*

A loud sound echoes out from my left, causing me to turn and glare at it.

In front of me is a simple orb of goo, green in color.

It jiggles slightly before bouncing forwards.

It lands and jiggles for a moment before leaping again.

I draw my new sword and slowly begin to approach.

*Schlorp*

It jumps once more, causing me to suddenly lunge forwards, arm blurring.

The slime has a large gash cut through its body, the blade nearly bisecting it completely... then, on the return swing...

*SPLAT*

It falls apart into a messy goo that coats the floor, inside the mass of goo are five copper coins.

I make sure not to get any on myself as that is HIGHLY flammable, then continue on.

I cross my arms and wait in an almost empty clearing, several barrels strewn across the open ground, slimes of assorted color, green, blue, yellow, Purple, and red, all claw at the bottom of the pole I am standing atop.

I am forced to occasionally shoot down at them with my magic staff, just to clear them out so they don't start stacking, but it's not very efficient considering how slow it fires... and I can only shoot it about seven times before I have to take a break... plus it kills the green slimes in two hits... and they are the weakest out of all of them... the blue slimes take four... then the red, purple, and yellow slimes take even more, growing stronger in that order.

I slash away a falling slime with a frown, tossing it down into the groups below.

Suddenly, it isn't raining slime anymore.

[King Slime Has Awoken]

"Oh dear... here we go."

I pull a wooden bow off my shoulder and strike a single arrow against the pole I am standing on, causing the green jelly-like substance on the tip to ignite.

*Blomp*

I turn around to see a giant orb of blue goo bounce into the clearing, its size so large that it merely landing causes pieces to splash off, turning into their very own sentient slimeballs.

Atop its head... is a crown... a gold crown with a massive red jewel in the center.

I pull the bowstring back, and shoot the flaming arrow, not at it, but at a nearby barrel.

The arrow pierces the wood, then... after a moment of nothing happening.

*BOOM*

The giant slime and, well, everything nearby, is covered in flaming gel of assorted colors, each burning brightly as the slime seemingly leans away from the fire... but it's too late... his body ignites, his own gel burning a bright blue as he jiggles in rage.

And I have killed him...

Well, not so much 'killed him' as 'doomed him to a slow and probably painful death' he is still very much alive, and much more dangerous than before... considering he is on fire and all.

At the top of my vision I see a simple bar.

King Slime: 94.93%

The bar is quickly ticking down, actually... about one tenth every second... that means he'll die in... a little more than fifteen minutes... that's manageable I suppose...

The ooze quickly bounces right for my totem pole, causing me to quickly leap off and leap over my moat of slimes, drawing another fire arrow as I do so.

Regular fire arrows don't ignite this fucker... he's too big and goopy, so I decided that I needed more fire so I started collecting goo in barrels I build with the forge... and apparently that worked! Now I just need to survive for fifteen minutes!

It crashes into the totem pole as I land, knocking it over and igniting the slimes below who instantly melt due to the intense temperatures.

I shoot another arrow sat just by the base of my totem pole, causing another massive explosion.

Making the slime even more pissed! Hurrah!

I down a potion with a grimace as I keep running, the scabs around my scorched hand quickly falling away and revealing perfectly clean skin.

*BWEEE*

I dive forwards and roll as a floating gem shoots a trio of three beams at me, the now much smaller- but still over six feet in diameter- ball of flaming slime soaring through the spot my chest was moments before.

"WHAT'S WITH THE FLOATING JEWEL!?"

I roll to my feet and continue sprinting as the slime quickly follows.

I am forced to change direction as it quickly catches up and nearly engulfs me.

King Slime: 6.11%

'a minute left! I just need to survive for one more minute!'

I swing my arm behind me and shoot another purple orb that smacks into the slime, doing miniscule damage, maybe a tenth... but every bit helps.

I wince as a laser beam scorches my back, then I quickly reach into my bag to grab another potion.

I grasp a mushroom.

'I-I'm out of potions...'

Fuck.

I shove the mushroom into my mouth and reach for something else, a small orb with a pin.

'I don't have many of these, but... this is the closest I have ever been! I have to kill it!'

I pull the pin of the grenade and toss it over my shoulder.

*BOOM*

The explosion stops the slime for a moment as it has to regain control of its body which had been shoved away by the shockwave.

That actually did some real damage... nearly half a percent!

I toss another one, seeing as it is apparently very effective.

I dive forwards again as another trio of attacks go for my exposed back, wooden breastplate long since broken.

King Slime: 1.61%

The second grenade detonates inside it, causing it to jiggle once more.

'Come on!'

I roll away, the slime leaping up into the air, quickly falling down towards me-

It loses form just before it smashes into my body, covering me in rapidly evaporating gel fire quickly extinguishing due to the loss of fuel.

I lay there, letting out a couple long pants.

I reach into my bag and pull out another mushroom and eat it.

I slowly sit up.

[The King Slime has been defeated!]

[The Desert Has Been Unlocked]

"Joy!" I sigh.

[The first boss has been defeated. Synchronizing worlds.]

[New Items have been unlocked in the Shop!]

Sitting just in front of me is a large bag.

I tilt my head. "Hn?"

I slowly get up and walk over to it, crouching down to open it and gaze inside.

There is a saddle? Also some sort of weird gel bracer, then some sort of strange blue gun... a pair of pants and a shirt...

I slowly pull it all out.

I find a couple things at the very bottom, one: four GOLD coins, that alone easily making the pain I have just suffered through worth it, two: a bottle of blue gel with a miniature crown in it, then third a gold ring with a large ruby on it.

'what the hell is this?'

[Observing has been unlocked.]

Armored Royal Gel: Accessory:
Makes most Slimes Ignore you as long as you have this on your person, however, certain slimes may still attempt to kill you.
Grants you a slight buff to your Defense.

Warding Crown Jewel: Accessory:
Increases your regeneration, and if you are afflicted with a 'debuff' this regeneration is tripled and this item will grant you a moderate increase to Defense.
Passively grants a slight buff to your Defense.

'Oh this is actually AWESOME! Slimes ignore me?! Overpowered as HELL!'

[A Perk has been unlocked!]

King Slime:
"Only a fool could be caught by this pitiful excuse for a hunter. Unfortunately, our world has no shortage of those."
+20% to your flexibility and jumping abilities.

"OI! FUCK YOU!" I shout at the screen before me. "'FOOL' MY ASS! THAT THING BOUNCED EASILY FASTER THAN A NORMAL HUMAN COULD RUN! IT HAD A FUCKING LASER CROWN FOR GODS SAKE!"

[Synchronization complete.]

'what the hell does that me-'

I sit up with a gasp, rubbing my forehead.

'damn giant sli-'

Dim light filters in through the tent flap, the quiet snoring of my roommates reach my ears.

'I... remember...'

I look down at my hands. 'what the hell?!'

I flinch slightly as a new screen makes itself known.

[You may now summon items you have collected from the other world.]

'I... what?'

I slowly crawl out of my hammock and make my way outside.

It is early... maybe three Am... the camp is quiet, only the people patrolling the camp's wooden walls seem to be awake...

The day in the Branwen camp starts as soon as the sun rises... a couple people might get up a little before then, but most of the camp rise at about five.

I spy a fire pit nearby calmly roaring so I quietly step over and sit on a log across from the man stoking it.

"Ah, you're up early, runt." The man states. "You have a bad dream or something?"

I frown at his mocking tone. "Why the hell would I care about a dream? They're unimportant... sort of like you."

"Watch your tongue brat!" He snaps.

"Mn. Nah." I shrug.

"Oh? Where has all this confidence come from? Are you saying that you want me to kick your ass so badly that you'll cry every time you hear the name Shay D. Man."

"I mean, I already cringe whenever I hear your name, but it's so bad that I suppose I could see myself crying at it."

*This is where I stopped writing*

Eh, this is another thing I've written... This was originally going to be Suzutsu's power in 'the ultimate crossover' but that didn't ever get past chapter 1

anyways I've been lacking motivation recently and have just been in a slump, really... I have one story I sort of want to write, but I never finished the manga its main thing is based on, plus my mind's a little foggy about how the fifty or so episodes of the manga really went...

That, and just motivation...

I think I might be a little depressed, nothing seems... fun... maybe I need a break from writing in general? I've been going at this for nearly two years now... and I've improved leaps and bounds, but... maybe I need a break? Let new muses come, and ideas flow again...

I'll probably take a little break... re-watch that 50 episode series and read through the 500 or so chapters...

Then maybe brush up on touhou lore.

I'll still be trying to write A God's Ascension, hell, as I write this I have the next chapter half way finished with a planned fight scene that may go through the rest of it... I know WHERE I can take the story... but like I said, I just can't find the motivation to write it... so don't expect regular updates on it I guess.

Anyways, I guess I'll see you all later then.

Also, guest posting on all my current active stories asking for a yugioh/game of thrones story.

I have not watched, read, played, nor even heard much about (In the latter case) either of those.

Why the hell would you even specify Yugioh arc 5? fucking nobody keeps up to date with the fucking cartoon after the motorcycle one. it, at most, is something you had watched when nothing else was on Tv, and even then, you only watched say... one or two episodes, never the entire series.

Hell, how can you even write an interesting story about YUGIOH?! "uhhh I attack with blue eyes white dragon"

*BSHEWWW PEEEW PEEWPEW PEW!*

The hologram attacks the opponent.

-100 will to live points

I guess someone could make an interesting story about Yugioh, people make interesting stories about strange things all the time, but I'm not one of them.

So stop fucking spamming me. Thank you.