Hello there all! It's been a while since I last posted anything on FanFiction or on AO3. I got a massive case of writer's block a few months after finishing college and I just couldn't find it in me to continue on my projects on the time. I tried to break through with a RWBY/Stellaris crossover, but I kinda ruined it with the sheer amount of original characters I stuffed into it. So that didn't help.
Then a few weeks ago, I find this cover on YouTube (/watch?v=pILZbh-5Fz4) and it removed my writer's block for another RWBY/Stellaris crossover I had brewing in my brain. Unlike the "Sapients Seven", I'm aiming for "Huntsman, Student, Rogue Agent" to have a minimum of original characters at the very most. There will be differences between RWBY canon and this story. For instance, Jaune will have been competent from the start. I never liked that he was so incompetent in the beginning of RWBY; I find that character archetype annoying. So, Jaune will probably be OOC, but I'm hoping that it won't be too far off from his character.
There's a number of other canon changes from RWBY, but I believe I'll hold off from listing them until the end of this chapter. I'd like to thank Utruk Doomhammer for betareading this for me. That's enough of an author's note, so here's the first chapter of "Huntsman, Student, Rogue Agent". Feel free to leave a review telling me what you think, and enjoy!
Edited as of 1/22/2023: Chapter name change
Re-edited as of 1/23/2023: Made alterations to end of chapter
Re-edited as of 3/6/2023: Made corrections and changed ship
Arc 1, Part 1
"Congratulations, Mr. Arc," Ozpin smiled as he tapped his Scroll. "You are now a Huntsman, licensed by Beacon Academy."
Feeling his own Scroll buzz, Jaune took it and watched as it updated. "Arc, Jaune", by the authority of Beacon Academy, no longer had a Student License, but a bonafide Huntsman License.
Even though the Headmaster of Beacon had done this about a dozen times already, Jaune couldn't help the swell of pride that followed. He could see his pride mirrored in Ozpin's eyes and that made his newest accomplishment mean so much.
"Thank you sir," he replied, shaking the Headmaster's offered hand. "This means so much to me, sir, thank you again," he thought, smiling.
Ozpin nodded before turning to Pyrrha and offering his congratulations as he bestowed her Huntress license upon her. For once, the smile on Pyrrha's face wasn't the false one that she put on for the cameras, but the genuine article she reserved for her friends and mother. The only time she had looked happier had been the first time Jaune told her that he loved her.
Nora was about ready to vibrate out of her skin as Ozpin gave her his congratulations and her license. Jaune was still amazed that her boundless energy wasn't the result of caffeine or any other stimulant; she was apparently a living perpetual motion machine. Rather than shake Ozpin's offered hand, she opted to jump up and hug the man. Somehow, Ozpin didn't stumble back, and he briefly returned the hug. Nora looked ready to cry from joy as Ozpin moved on.
Her boyfriend, Lie Ren, her complete and absolute opposite, accepted his license and congratulations from Ozpin with his usual stoic grace and serenity. Rather than offer his hand, Ozpin instead gave Ren a traditional Mistralian bow, which was returned. As he straightened up, Jaune spotted the smallest of smiles gracing Ren's face.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Ozpin announced as he stepped to the side. "Team JNPR of Beacon Academy," he finished. Applause erupted through the auditorium, just as it had for the teams before them and as it would for the ones after them. He and his teammates stepped forward and took a bow. As they straightened up, a few cameras began flashing, prompting Pyrrha to raise a hand and wave as they left the stage.
At the bottom of the stairs, Jaune was promptly glomped by one Ruby Rose, the leader of Team RWBY, who had preceded them on the stage. The rest of RWBY was right behind their leader as they came to offer their congratulations.
"Jaune, congrats!" Ruby squealed as she finally let go. "I told you you could do it!"
Jaune reached down and ruffled Ruby's hair in return. "You did, squirt, you sure did," he laughed, dodging her swipe at his hand.
"Good work, Vomit Boy," Yang said, being completely unable not to use her old nickname for him. "You're almost as good a team leader as my little sis."
"Almost?" Jaune said, raising an eyebrow at her. He knew better than to try ruffling her blond locks; that was a good way to lose a hand.
"Yang," Ruby singsonged. "Don't be mean to Jaune."
"I wasn't," Yang protested, raising her hands. "I was stating a fact, that's all."
"An opinion more like." Weiss Schnee walked up to him and offered a hand. "Mr. Arc, please accept my congratulations on obtaining your Huntsmen license," she said, her upper-crust Atlesian mannerisms on full blast. Despite the formality imposed by her upbringing, a smile graced her lips.
The first time she had ever spoken to him, Weiss' eyes and words had been full of scorn and ridicule. Time away from her father and with her team and new friends had thawed out the "Ice Queen", allowing a much sweeter, nicer girl to emerge from the ice. If this version of Weiss had been present when they had first met, Jaune likely would have tried his luck with her. As it was though, he wasn't complaining.
"Ms. Schnee," he replied, taking her hand and giving it a firm shake. "I accept your congratulations and offer my own for obtaining your Huntress license." It wasn't hard for him to take on a more formal tone to complement her own, even if he didn't care for it.
"And I accept yours," Weiss answered back. Her formal tone and expression remained for about a second longer before it broke and she smiled fully.
"Congratulations, Jaune," Blake said, smiling lightly. Her two cat ears flicked from side to side. "It'll be good to have you out there with us."
"And I'm glad you'll be there with us," Jaune said in return. Behind him, Pyrrha, Nora, and Ren were offered congratulations by RWBY as they moved past him. As they moved back to their seats, he couldn't help but look back at them, smiling as Weiss scolded Nora for hugging Ozpin out of the blue like that, as Yang slung an arm around Pyrrha's shoulders, as Blake and Ren quietly conversed, and as Ruby hummed happily at his side.
As they took their seats and turned their eyes back up to the stage, Yang leaned forward, a massive grin on her face. "Hey guys, how about we hit up Junior's tonight?" she said in a faux-whisper. "It'll be on me," she added, shooting finger-guns.
"We're all banned from Junior's, Yang." Weiss said flatly. "Remember, after you nearly burned it down during that one fight with Torchwick's men, that you started?"
"That would be true," Yang countered. "Except, I recently did a favor or two for Junior and he'll be lifting the ban on us."
"Yang," Blake sighed. "Please tell us it wasn't something illegal."
"Ehh," Yang responded, holding up her hand horizontally and tilting it back and forth like an indecisive scale. "Nothing get us in trouble with law/police - maybe with Dad."
Weiss sighed heavily. "If he'll let us in, I wouldn't mind going clubbing at his place. What does everyone else think?"
The others looked around at each other.
"If Jaune doesn't mind-" Pyrrha began.
"If Pyrrha doesn't mind-" Jaune began. The two of them stopped and looked at each sheepishly.
"Renny," Nora singsonged, putting on her best puppy-eyes. "You remember how much clubbing tuckers me out, don't ya?"
"Yes, and barely," Ren said resignedly. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to blow off some steam though." Nora squeed.
Blake shrugged. "I wouldn't mind," she said. "Sun will probably want to go."
"As long as I don't have to dance," Ruby said. "Or drink," she added.
"That settles it," Weiss sighed. "I swear Yang, if we get banned, again-"
She was abruptly cut off by Ozpin announcing the next team to graduate from Beacon with their new Huntsmen licenses. They applauded with the rest of the crowd as Team CRDL took their bow and then walked off the stage.
Jaune had to agree silently with Ren. It wouldn't hurt to blow off some steam, now would it?
After the ceremony, the friends, family, and beaus of the new graduates came forward to offer their own congratulations. For Teams RWBY and JNPR, this included Ruby and Yang's father, Taiyang Xiao Long, and their uncle Qrow Branwen; Weiss' sister Winter, brother Whitley, and boyfriend Flynt Coal; Blake's parents Ghira and Kali Belladonna; Pyrrha's mother Athena Nikos; Nora's grandmother Frigga Valkyrie; Blake's boyfriend Sun Wukong; and Ruby's girlfriend Penny Polendina.
Jaune smiled as he looked at the gathering before him and their various interactions. Ruby and Yang getting embarrassed at the dad jokes their father so easily spouted off, only for Blake to blanch when her father joined in. Winter and Qrow glaring at each other before Weiss and Ruby positioned themselves between the two of them. Whitley awkwardly talking with Flynt, and trying to avoid eye contact with the chieftain of Menagerie and his wife. Frigga Valkyrie congratulating Athena on mothering a warrior like Pyrrha, before challenging Ren to a duel for her granddaughter's hand. Sun trying to avoid the death glare from Ghira and failing. Tai and Qrow both trying to glare at Penny and utterly failing. Winter and Whitley having a small standoff with the elder Belladonnas before Weiss and Blake told them all to cut it out. Qrow flirting with Athena, much to the horror of Ruby and Yang, and then Athena flirting back, much to Pyrrha's horror.
Jaune couldn't help but smile at the gathering, just as he couldn't help the twinge in his chest at the fact that his own family was absent. That, of course, was due to his particular circumstances.
"Jaune?" He turned to find Athena Nikos. "Is anything the matter, dear?"
"Hello Mrs. Nikos," he said, then immediately cringed at his two mistakes.
She laughed. "Jaune, I'm no 'Mrs', and please, call me Athena."
He sighed. "I'll try to remember that, Athena," he said.
"Good," she smiled, before looking around. "I take it your family wasn't able to make it?"
Jaune sighed again, this time more heavily. "No, they wouldn't be able to. Our settlement is way, way out in the wilderness. And even if they could, I think only my sister Saphron and my grandfather, if he were still alive, would have come."
"Oh, I'm sorry, dear," Athena said, her brow crinkling. "Your family didn't approve of you becoming a Huntsman?"
Jaune couldn't help the short bark of a laugh that popped out. "More like they didn't think I would ever amount to anything," he said, lowering his eyes. "Arcs are warriors, and Semblances manifest early with us. When I didn't get mine at the usual time, almost all of them gave me up as a lost cause."
"That's just ridiculous," snorted Athena. "There have been plenty of good warriors throughout history that didn't have Aura."
"Very true," Jaune replied. "But my folks have this idea about them being the 'best of the best', and if you're not the best, you don't belong. Hell, my sister Cin is adopted, and she's the darling of the family because she's the 'best' out of all of us."
Athena sniffed. "Well, I think it's a pity that they can't see you now, with your Semblance, your team, and your girlfriend." Her expression lightened. "That reminds me, what are your and Pyrrha's plans?"
Jaune swallowed and glanced around for Pyrrha. She looked to be having an in-depth conversation with Winter and Frigga about fighting styles, so she was fully distracted from helping him with her mother.
"We're still talking about that," he answered. "We've got a place lined up in Vale to move into tomorrow; we'll be starting with missions in and around Vale. Nora and Ren have told us about this one village that took them in before they reunited with Nora's grandmother and her tribe, so that's an option later on. And also, General Ironwood has offered us positions in the Atlesian military."
"Of course he did." Athena rolled her eyes. "Though, that wasn't what I meant. I was wondering when you and Pyrrha were going to get married, dear."
"Oh," Jaune said lamely. "Well, that is definitely what we're planning to do. We've just…" he winced. "Have yet to iron out the details?" he finished.
"It's alright Jaune dear," Athena reassured him. "You've been busy with Beacon and everything. Honestly, I wouldn't mind if you eloped with her. Though, I must tell you dear," she leaned forward, getting a little closer than Jaune felt comfortable with. "If you do elope, she better be with you."
"I'm sorry?" Jaune asked, genuinely puzzled.
"When I got pregnant with Pyrrha, her father told me he wanted us to elope; my family didn't approve of us," Athena began.
Had Jaune been a Faunus with an ear trait, they would have been standing straight up. He knew that Pyrrha didn't know her father, but she had never explained it and he hadn't wanted to pry. The part of his imagination that specialized in creating heroic scenes had some image of Pyrrha's father as a great Huntsman who had fallen to a Grimm horde or to a Named Grimm.
"He told me to wait for him at the train station," she continued, her gaze now faraway. "I waited for three hours before I realized that he had already left, whether for Mistral or for Atlas, I don't know. I never saw him again, and I don't care if I ever do."
"I'm not going to do that to Pyrrha," Jaune said firmly. "Not now, not ever."
"Good," Athena said, the smile returning to her face. "Be-because if you do hurt/leave my Pyr-Pyr, I don't care if you have Aura/are Huntsmen, Oum himself wouldn't be able to protect/save you, Jaune Arc."
Jaune swallowed, the nerves returning.
"Mother, have you been threatening Jaune?" Pyrrha's musical voice asked. Jaune cheered as she approached like a guardian angel arriving to save him from imminent doom.
"Not at all, Pyrrha dear," Athena replied. "Just wondering when I can expect wedding bells and grand babies?"
"Mother!" Pyrrha protested, blushing madly.
"I was just explaining to your mother that we were planning on eloping and having just as many kids as my mom and dad did," Jaune said, now cracking a grin.
"Jaune!" Somehow, Pyrrha's blush got deeper.
"How many-" Athena began.
"Eight, including me," he answered.
"Eight!" They both said, staring at him.
"It's an Arc thing," he added, shrugging. "Plus, big families are kinda the norm where I'm from."
They started back toward the body of their group. Jaune stepped to Pyrrha's side and took her hand, leaning close to her ear.
"I was just joking, you know," he whispered. "I don't expect you to have eight kids. Heck, if all you want is two, one, or no kids, I'm fine-"
"Jaune, it's ok," Pyrrha whispered back. "Though," she added, leaning in closer, "I wouldn't mind having eight kids, if you're the father, that is."
Jaune swallowed again, his face lighting up in time with Pyrrha's.
The cameras began flashing in earnest as Pyrrha exited the limousine, taking his hand as he shut the door behind her. She flashed her "celebrity smile" to keep the media people happy as they walked up to the entrance of "Junior's", one of the most well-known clubs in Vale. One of the perks she had as the "Invincible Girl" (well, former Invincible Girl) was the money she earned from her endorsements and sponsors, thus the limousine for them, the rest of Teams RWBY and JNPR, Penny Polendina, Sun Wukong, and Flynt Coal.
The rest of them were also getting their share of pictures taken. After all, they were the two best teams of their year, which also included Weiss Schnee, singer and heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, and Ruby Rose, the "Silver-Eyed Prodigy", and the girl who beat Pyrrha Nikos in the last Vytal Festival.
The bouncers were obviously reluctant to let them through, especially Yang, but they moved aside for the line of Huntsmen and Huntresses. First through was Yang Xiao Long, smiling radiantly, followed by Sun Wukong and Blake Belladonna arm-in-arm, then by Weiss and Flynt, then by Ruby and Penny, then Nora and Ren, and finally himself and Pyrrha. As soon as they were out of sight of the cameras, Pyrrha dropped the fake smile and massaged her cheeks with one hand. Her real one came through as he kissed her on the cheek.
Hei Xiong, Jr., was waiting for them at the entrance to the dance floor, scowling, arms crossed over his barrel chest. His bodyguards and enforcers, Melanie and Miltia Malachite, were right behind him, their usual bored looks discarded for wariness and hostility.
"Ok, listen up, all of you," Junior growled. "This club has gone without major structural damage for a year now. I have lost more money repairing this place after your shenanigans than in the ten years before you all began going to Beacon. I see one thing break, one floor tile, one light, one bar stool, one table, one anything, and I won't hesitate to throw you all out, and I don't care how famous you are or how much money you have, you won't be coming back in here."
He turned to go, but stopped and rounded back, jabbing a finger at Yang. "And that goes double for you, Xiao Long," he gritted his teeth before turning and stomping off again. Melanie and Miltia both stuck their noses up in the air and followed after him.
"These tips on Torchwick's ops better be worth it - can't afford another 'Xiao Long'."
"Whatever - think that Junior would know better than let Xiao Long/bitch in here."
"She may be hot, but-but what does it say bout her that she 11th-wheel?"
"Sheesh", Yang muttered. "I only made a mess on purpose the first time."
"And yet," Weiss added in, "there was more damage caused during the second, third, and fourth times."
"That's because you were all with me," Yang answered.
"I wasn't!" Ruby protested. "And Penny wasn't even close to the building last time!"
"Floating Array doesn't have to be close to a building to cause major structural damage, Girlfriend Ruby," Penny chimed in. "Minimum range is-"
"No work talk, please!" Sun called out. "Let's just have some fun, alright? Not too much fun though," he added, smirking at Yang, who just rolled her eyes and laughed.
Between Pyrrha and Weiss' clout, they snagged a VIP table and ordered drinks. The lights flashed in time with the music, the bear-headed DJ working magic with the soundboard to blend the big hits together, dancers gyrating and grinding on the dance floor like there was no tomorrow. The bar patrons somehow ignored the pulsating noise and focused on their alcoholic beverages, while those at the VIP tables watched from their alcoves and sipped their own drinks.
When the server arrived with the drinks and snacks, Jaune smiled and stood up.
"Allow me," he told the man, before raising his hand and his eyes glowed purple. The glasses and bowls raised themselves into the air, floated to their respective places on the table, and set themselves down, all without spilling a drop or a crumb. Jaune ended the party trick by holding his jacket open and willing a few lien to fly out of his pocket and onto the surprised waiter's tray as a tip.
"Showoff," Nora said as he sat back down.
"If you had to practice as much as he did to get that good with his Semblance, you'd show off too," Ren chided. Nora tilted her head in thought, before nodding.
The eleven of them made idle conversation as they sipped their drinks and looked out over the crowd, occasionally grabbing something from one of the bowls. Jaune smiled to himself as he sipped his mixed drink and put his arm around Pyrrha, who leaned into him. Just being with her and with his friends was the best part of anything they did; it was such an improvement over where he had been just over four years ago.
"Ok," Yang drained her Strawberry Sunrise and stood up, dragging Sun and Blake with her. "I've had my drink, now I'm going to dance. Last one on the floor is a Dusted Grimm!"
Nora pulled Ren up and out of his seat with a grin on her face, shortly followed by the much more stately Weiss and Flynt. A smile from Pyrrha had him draining his glass and escorting her to the dance floor. Soon, the sounds of Remnant's biggest hits like "Red Like Roses" and "Mirror Mirror", performed by their very own Weiss Schnee, had them dancing on the floor, the strobing effect of the lights catching everyone in mid-dance like a badly-framed movie.
Sun and Yang's physical prowess served them well, complemented by Blake's natural grace and agility. Ren matched Nora's energy only because of the amount of time he spent on that one dancing game in the arcades he frequented in his spare time. Weiss was much slower, preferring grace while Flynt displayed his ability to match his movements to rhythm. Penny and Ruby, the least adept at dancing, kept to their table, talking and nibbling on their snacks.
Jaune had learned dancing from his folks, one of the lessons of theirs that he had done well at. The exercise he had put his body through becoming a Huntsman and also earlier outings with Pyrrha and his friends had taught him about popular dance moves. Despite this, he felt slow and sluggish dancing with Pyrrha.
In his eyes, and in the eyes of most, Pyrrha Nikos was a sublime dancer. Her movements were like water, flowing and gliding, her body supple and sinuous, her verdant eyes gleaming like emeralds in the lights, her hair flowing out behind her head like a crimson waterfall. She was the most beautiful living thing he had ever seen in his life, both on the outside and on the inside.
And as far as he was concerned, he was the luckiest man to have ever lived, on Remnant or anywhere else.
When they both started to sweat, they both decided that the bar was a good place for a refresher. Weiss and Flynt joined them as well while their friends continued to tear it up on the dance floor. Jaune had no doubt that they could all keep it going for hours, one of the many benefits of having an Aura and Huntsmen training.
"Well, would you look at that," Flynt said, pointing. Jaune followed his finger to find Ruby and Penny on the very edge of the floor, dancing a very slow waltz that didn't fit the music at all.
"Just like the Haven Dance," Weiss commented, smiling at the memory from the last Vytal Festival. "Those two are so perfect for each other, it's ridiculous."
"Couldn't agree more," Jaune replied, holding up his glass. "To being ridiculously perfect for one's boy- or girlfriend."
"Hear, hear," Pyrrha smiled, clinking her glass to his. "Speaking of perfect, I've reserved us all rooms at a hotel nearby, on the off chance we'd want to sleep somewhere closer than our dorms."
"And what hotel would that be?" Weiss asked.
"The King Ozma Hotel," Pyrrha replied, taking a sip from her glass.
"Good Oum, Nikos," Flynt said, staring at her along with Jaune and Weiss. "That's a bit much, don't you think?"
"It's a special occasion and I've got lien to burn," Pyrrha replied, smiling. "Some tickets for one of your concerts would be a nice thank-you though."
"You got it, Nikos," Flynt laughed. "Up for more dancing, Schnee?"
"Flynt," Weiss rolled her eyes as she placed her glass back on the bar and took him by the arm. "We've been dating for two years now; when are you going to start calling me by my first name?"
Pyrrha laughed and finished her own glass before offering her arm to Jaune. "Care to dance, Jaune?"
He was about to say yes when he heard a chiming sound and a red phone symbol appeared in his vision. He had a message coming in, and it wasn't from anyone on his Scroll.
"In a moment, Pyrrha," he answered, getting up from the bar. "I need to visit the men's room. Be right back."
In the men's restroom, he quickly found an open stall and locked himself inside. Sitting down on the toilet, he looked at the phone symbol and mentally confirmed the call. The symbol changed and expanded into a screen. A man in a uniform behind a desk appeared, his caller ID identifying him as "Handler". In the window behind him, the night sky shown, the stars far more brilliant than could be seen anywhere on Remnant.
The man's message, which was quintuple-encrypted and was now being quintuple-decrypted as it played, also appeared as real-time text just off to the side of his image.
"Congratulations on a job well done, Operative Arc. The final stage of Operation Shattered Eclipse will be commencing shortly. Maintain cover and stand by for further orders. Homo Aeternus!"
"Homo Aeternus," Jaune muttered as the message ended and the call cut off. As he was already in the restroom, he dealt with the little business he had before heading out. At the entrance to the men's room, he paused and looked out over the crowd, his eyes glowing a faint purple.
Pyrrha, waiting for him at the bar. "Hope Jaune doesn't mind me just-just choosing that hotel without asking. Prob-probably won't mind once we're in the room…mmmh."
Weiss, dancing out on the floor. "Why say yes to more dancing? Going to get sweaty, going to get nasty/gross."
Flynt, dancing with Weiss. "Hope she gets sweaty. So hot when sweaty, hair down."
Ruby. "Hope Penny doesn't-doesn't mind dancing slowly. How she's robot and I-I'm still worst dancer?"
Ren. "They said that playing 'Dance, Dance, Evolution' wouldn't help me dancing."
"Why that gorgeous girl dancing alone? Maybe she won't mind/dislike a partner?"
"Oh. My. Oum. Is that Pyrrha Nikos? Should go and ask her for an autograph? No, no, probably has to deal with crazy fans time, all time. But what if never get chance like this ever again?"
"Why all these songs by Schnee-Weiss? Great singer, but plenty of other artists/singers out there. Guess another thing money/lien can buy."
"So far, so good. Please, please, let no one insult Xiao Long. That dress - just begging idiot/fool/jackass say something."
"Red head, hot hot hot. Great ass/boob/legs-great everything! Not Faunus - still hot - maybe can wear fake rabbit ears? Want/Like to grab, throw down, make her squeal-"
With a start, Jaune zoomed in on that particular set of brainwaves, honing in on a man hunched over at the bar, not two meters away from Pyrrha, ogling her.
"YOU."
The man jumped, almost upsetting his drink, and looked around in a panic. When his eyes alighted upon Jaune, he froze as Jaune's eyes blazed purple.
"Piss off before I make you piss yourself in front of everyone."
Hurriedly, the man slapped some lien down on the bar and began threading through the dancers, almost knocking into a few.
Jaune's eyes turned back to their usual blue hue before he straightened his collar and began walking back to Pyrrha at the bar. Seeing him, she brightened right up and walked up to him. They met up in the middle of the dance floor and without a word, began to dance to the music as they had before. Her eyes shone up at him, love blazing through them as surely as a smoldering fire.
Guilt squeezed at Jaune's heart, as it had been for the past year now, and he stuffed it back down as he had so far. For now, he just wanted to lose himself in the now, and in Pyrrha Nikos.
Any guesses as to what is going on behind the scenes? There's a clue in the title, a reference to a specific event in Stellaris.
Ok, here's what I got so far for RWBY canon changes:
Salem isn't the Queen of the Grimm here. She does exist, but in a far different capacity than in RWBY.
Ozpin isn't an reincarnating wizard here. Neither was Ozma, who is Ozpin's grandfather here, the last King of Vale.
Cinder Fall isn't the Fall Maiden. Like Salem, she exists, but in a different capacity.
Ozpin, Salem, and the Maidens don't have magic here. Rather, they are simply powerful Psychics. The legends of the Wizard and the Maidens are stories of past Psychics, whose powers were mistaken for magic.
The Brother Gods won't actually be gods, but they are still very important for the past of Remnant.
As there are Relics in Stellaris, I will be keeping the Relics of RWBY, but they won't be magical, just powerful pieces of technology.
So, thoughts? Opinions? Ideas? I hope that you reading this, and are looking forward to more. That song cover of Katy Perry's E.T. is really helping me to keep writing this, so I'm excited to do more.