Monty Oum, the creator of the world of Remnant and the world of RWBY, had just enough time for a final trip. He loved all of the characters he had created within the world of Remnant. He had a right to. They were all badasses forged in his own mind.
When Monty found him, he smiled. A boy sitting in the same endless plane of existence that Monty had conjured up in his unconscious mind.
This boy was possibly the most personal of creations to Monty in the RWBY universe, for he was the life behind him.
The boy, Lie Ren, turned his head to face Monty. He did not say anything. He could not. His voice had been taken away, so Monty did the talking for him.
"Hello, Ren." Monty greeted. This time, Monty was not wearing a suit. He was simply wearing what he'd wear on a day to day basis.
Ren raised an eyebrow, confused as to who it was. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words did not come out.
"You, uh... Can't really talk. Sorry about that." Monty apologized, helping Ren up. "At least not for now. I'm sure they'll find someone else to give you a voice."
Ren just nodded, seeming to understand the matter of the situation clearly. Monty frowned.
"This entire world is my creation... But you're the only creation of mine that truly reflects who I am, or at least who I was." Monty said, extending his arm for a handshake.
Ren denied the handshake, and instead hugged his creator, his voice, his inspiration.
"I trust that you'll be fine here. I just thought I'd come to tell you about the whole voice thing. It shouldn't make much of a difference, though. That's another similarity between us. We don't talk much." Monty chuckled. Ren smiled in return.
Suddenly, the world behind Monty grew drastically bright. Monty turned his head, departing from Ren.
"Well, that's my cue." Monty sighed, shutting his eyes as well. "This is going to suck, having to leave you all behind."
He stepped away, the staircase ahead of him ascending upward into the never ending nothingness. The animator turned his head to his creation as he placed his foot on the first step, smiling at Ren.
"Keep going." Is all Monty said before he walked up the rest of the steps and out of Ren's sight.
Ren never spoke of the dream he had that night, knowing it was not just a dream, but instead a creation. A figment of Monty's imagination.
Ren would hear Team RWBY speaking of the dream in the future, and would be able to silently confirm his suspicions.
Monty Oum had existed, and still did, though not physically. He lived on through creations like Lie Ren, or Ruby Rose, or even in the movements of Agent Texas.
Afterall, Monty didn't truly pass away. The afterlife just needed some help to make things more efficient.