It all happened 3 days in the past.
The young Jaune Arc came to the prestigious capital of Vale to become a knight.
In the first day, he joined the guild of Beacon and became one. He didn't show battle skills, but tenacity and potential. As such, he started assignments alone and in group.
He had received help and helped. He did entered the dungeon and the forest and helped in Grimm extermination. He got loot, sold it and started to feel that his dream was started to come true.
In the second day, he was tasked to be a bodyguard. That was when things shifted to the worst.
The nobleman he and the knights were protecting was attacked by bandits.
As much as they managed to defend him, in the end the nobleman was killed. However not by bandits as they had already scattered off. He was killed by the knights.
Being the good person he was, he tried to stop the corrupted knights, but when they noticed they couldn't bribe the boy, they knocked him down.
By the end of the second day, he woke up subdued by the traitors and being led to the guild as a bandit.
Jaune was smart, and he used that to run.
It was by the third day that he noticed what had happened: that the knights used him as a scapegoat. He was the traitor that killed the nobleman and took his treasures.
He was met with eyes of scorn by the citizens, he was met with the twists of fate that seemed to laugh of him.
He was met with a growing rage in the place his heart once stood.
The boy finally saw back on that small time and realized everything:
He was a mere and simple boy.
He came to that city to fulfill his dreams and ambitions.
He just wanted to follow his dreams. To make friends, a name and honor the name of his family.
He just wanted to become a hero.
But it was as if the Goddess of Fate had other plans.
Maybe if it was an ideal society, he could have had a better experience. However, he was a fool.
An ideal society wouldn't need a hero like that.
So, the boy did and worked for what he believed in, but thata ideal world awarded him with hatred
His name was Jaune Arc.
He was a boy that dreamed high and yearned to be a hero above all else.
He was someone who worked hard to achieve those dreams.
And his heart...was alone, denied by those he once called friends and by that very city that broke his heart.
"This world..."
... was broken.
"I hate it!" He finally said it out loud.
However, no one would hear his cry.
He had reached the bottom and was in deep through in the slums of that corrupted city, he knew help would never arrive.
If one looked at the walls of the alleys, they would find the wanted posters with his face on it:
What he was to the citizens was a traitor, a murderer, and a thief.
But...
"I am innocent..."
Hope was not lost.
"I will return..."
He had reached the bottom, so...
"I will rise again!"
He just needed to climb back. And if justice wouldn't be served for him, he would make it. He would get his revenge, clean his name and take back what was taken from him.
"I will... return..." He once muttered that, as if to get certain that he would be able to do that. "I swear I will!"
Yes, he still had his tenacity, but his passion was now mixed with his newly-born hatred.
He would rise again, but now like the villain they made him into.
This is a story of Jaune Arc, not the hero, but the villain
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AN:
New author here: Flying Pan-chan!Now that I think about it, I should have chosen a better name :(
So chums, what do you think? I saw plenty of stories here, but decided to do a take on Dark Jaune.
It's partly based on The Rising of The Shield hero. Jaune being someone who was betrayed by the society from a medieval kingdom.
This is more of a prologue, so next chapters will explain a bit of how things ended up the way they are, sorry if anyone dislikes.
Either way, I think that was a good start. What do you people think?