AN: Well... this chapter took twice as long to get done. The AI is terrible at remembering details... It kept swapping weapons, and hair color, and suddenly giving Asher 2 Semblances?
I have to have the AI write in scenes, because it only likes to give about 800 words at a time, even if it cuts of a smoothly flowing interaction.
Each Scene took about 4-5 attempts to get sounds good, or to make sense. Whereas the first chapter mostly took one, maybe two... except for one part.
But anyways this is an interesting idea, i kind of get to enjoy the story alongside you guys. I don't know what the AI will come up with, nor if it'll make a lick of sense. At least it seems to have the RWBY crew down pat.
John Aiden Sullano: (May I ask what kind of AI is used? Is it possible to send the link?) Honestly, I'm thinking about swapping around to test different AIs. I was just going to say outright, but i want to figure out what the best one is. But I'm sure if you try any one on the web right now it'll give a good enough result. Just be Super specific about details you want.
As Scarlett and Yang continued their conversation from the previous day, they were interrupted by a commotion nearby. Curiosity piqued, they turned their attention to a group of students surrounding a towering figure with silver hair and a stern expression. It was Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company and a well-known name among aspiring Huntsmen and Huntresses.
Scarlett's eyes widened with intrigue as she recognized Weiss. She nudged Yang and whispered, "Isn't that Weiss Schnee? I've heard stories about her family's Dust empire."
Yang nodded, her excitement evident, whether it be by Weiss herself, or just the commotion has yet to be seen. "Yeah, she's got quite the reputation. Let's go see what's happening."
They approached the group, where Weiss was engaging in a heated discussion with a fellow student. Scarlett couldn't help but be drawn to Weiss's strong-willed demeanor, despite the tension in the air.
"You think just because you come from a famous family, you're entitled to special treatment?" The student challenged Weiss.
Weiss stood tall, her voice firm. "I don't expect any special treatment. I expect to be judged based on my own merits, not my family name."
Scarlett admired Weiss's determination to forge her own path. She stepped forward, catching Weiss's attention. "Hey, I'm Scarlett Vermillion, and this is Yang Xiao Long. We heard the commotion and thought we'd see what's going on."
Weiss glanced at them, her expression softening slightly. "Nice to meet you both. This is just a disagreement between me and... Well, we're still working on that part."
Yang chimed in, her tone playful. "Well, we hope you sort things out. We'd hate to see any unresolved issues distract you from becoming the best Huntress you can be."
Weiss's lips curled into a small smile. "Thank you. I appreciate your support."
As the tension dissipated, Scarlett, Yang, and Weiss engaged in a lively conversation, sharing their aspirations and the challenges they had faced on their journeys. Their different backgrounds and personalities created a dynamic dynamic within the group.
Meanwhile, Asher and Blake's conversation delved into deeper topics, exploring their shared interest in "literature" and their views on the world. The more they spoke, the more Asher realized that beneath Blake's quiet demeanor lay a passionate soul yearning for justice and equality.
"You have a keen intellect and a unique perspective," Asher remarked, admiration coloring his voice. "It's refreshing to meet someone who isn't afraid to question the world around them."
Blake's eyes sparkled with appreciation. "Thank you, Asher. I feel the same way about you. I'm curious to learn more about the depths of your knowledge and experiences."
Asher's gaze softened, a rare glimpse of vulnerability. "There's much more to me than meets the eye, Blake. I hope our paths cross again, so we can continue these enlightening conversations."
On the other side of Beacon's ballroom, Violet stood near the refreshments table, her eyes scanning the crowd. She marveled at the energy and excitement that filled the air, but she couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed. As a new student, she was still finding her place in this new environment.
Amber, on the other hand, leaned against a nearby pillar, her arms crossed as she observed the festivities. She exuded an air of confidence and mystery, her amber eyes flickering with curiosity.
Violet noticed Amber from across the room and decided to approach her. She mustered her courage and made her way through the bustling crowd until she stood next to the enigmatic girl.
"Hey there," Violet greeted with a warm smile. "I'm Violet. Are you also a first-year student?"
Amber turned her attention to Violet, studying her for a moment before offering a small smile in return. "Nice to meet you, Violet. I'm Amber. Yes, I just started at Beacon. It's quite the experience so far."
Violet nodded, relieved to have struck up a conversation. "Tell me about it. It's a lot to take in, but I'm excited to see what lies ahead."
Amber's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What brought you to Beacon? Is there something specific you're hoping to achieve?"
Violet hesitated for a moment before answering. "I've always wanted to use my skills to protect others, to make a difference. Beacon seemed like the perfect place to hone my abilities and become a Huntress."
Amber's expression softened, her voice filled with understanding. "I share that sentiment. I believe it's our duty to defend the weak and fight against injustice. We're not so different, you and I."
A sense of camaraderie blossomed between Violet and Amber as they discovered their shared ideals. They continued to converse, delving into their backgrounds, strengths, and aspirations. Violet learned of Amber's formidable combat skills and her unwavering dedication to justice.
In turn, Amber discovered Violet's artistic talents, her skill with a blade, and her determination to protect those in need. They marveled at each other's unique abilities, finding inspiration and admiration in their shared passions.
The Beacon ballroom was alive with morning smiles as Scarlett weaved her way through the crowd. Her eyes were sharp, scanning the room for familiar faces. As she approached the refreshments table, she noticed a young man with azure hair leaning casually against the wall.
Scarlett, wearing her signature red dress, approached Asher with a friendly smile. "Hey there! I'm Scarlett, and who may you be?"
Asher glanced up, his icy blue eyes meeting Scarlett's warm gaze. He smirked, seemingly unimpressed by her presence. "Asher. What can I do for you?"
Taken aback by his dismissive tone, Scarlett raised an eyebrow but maintained her composure. "I just wanted to introduce myself. We're both first-year students, so I thought it would be nice to get to know each other."
Asher chuckled condescendingly. "Well, aren't you the social butterfly? Look, Scarlett, I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to become a Huntsman, and that's it."
Scarlett's smile faltered, but she refused to let his demeanor discourage her. "I understand that we all have our goals, but it's not a bad thing to form connections with our fellow students. We can learn from each other and support one another."
Asher's eyes narrowed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Support? Please. I don't need anyone holding me back. I'm perfectly capable of handling things on my own."
Scarlett's patience was starting to wear thin, but she remained calm. "It's not about holding each other back; it's about pushing each other forward. As Huntsmen, we'll face challenges that are nearly impossible to overcome alone. Working together can make us stronger."
Asher scoffed, his tone mocking. "And what makes you think we'd make a good team? I have no interest in wasting my time with someone who thinks friendship is more important than survival."
Scarlett's eyes flashed with determination, a flicker of fire igniting within her. "Survival is important, but it's not the sole purpose of being a Huntsman. It's about protecting others, fighting for justice, and making a difference in the world. If you can't see that, then maybe you're not cut out for this."
Asher's icy gaze met Scarlett's fiery one, a silent battle of wills passing between them. Their interaction had taken a turn for the worse, each holding onto their own ideals, unwilling to yield.
The tension in the air was palpable, and those nearby could sense the brewing conflict. Scarlett, fueled by her passionate belief in the power of camaraderie, and Asher, driven by his self-reliance and determination, were on a collision course that would test their resolve and potentially shape their journey at Beacon. Scarlett and Asher stood at odds, their brief encounter leaving a bitter taste in their mouths.
As the morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the Beacon ballroom, casting a warm glow on the room as Scarlett, Amber, Asher, and Violet went about their morning routines.
Amber and Violet stood near their respective bedrolls, engaged in an animated conversation. Amber's auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders, resembling a vibrant sunset. A few hairs sticking out in disarray.
Violet, her hair a shade of deep violet matching her name, listened intently, her eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and excitement. They laughed softly as they shared stories and whispered secrets.
Meanwhile, across the room, Scarlett hastily changed into her combat attire, frustration still lingering from her encounter with Asher. She zipped up her red jacket, symbolizing her fiery determination, and adjusted her gauntlets, ready to face the challenges ahead.
Asher, with his azure hair and sapphire eyes, maintained his distance from the others, engrossed in his own morning routine. He meticulously adjusted the straps of his armor, ensuring a perfect fit, and tightened the laces of his boots. His solitary focus displayed his unwavering commitment to his training.
As the four students prepared for the day, hunger began to gnaw at their stomachs. The enticing aroma of breakfast wafted through the air, drawing them to the dining hall. They reconvened at the entrance, Asher keeping a stoic distance from the rest.
Scarlett, determined to set aside her animosity, approached Amber and Violet with a genuine smile. "Morning, you two seem rather energetic today. Mind if I grab some breakfast and fuel up for the day with you?"
Amber returned the smile, her eyes alight with warmth. "Absolutely! I could use some food before we jump into training. What about you, Violet?"
Violet nodded eagerly. "Definitely. I'm starving! Let's go."
As the trio made their way to the dining hall, Scarlett cast a fleeting glance in Asher's direction. He met her gaze with a cool indifference, his resolve unyielding. She sighed inwardly, realizing that their clash of personalities might not be resolved so easily.
In the dining hall, they filled their plates with a variety of delicious offerings. The aroma of fresh pastries, sizzling bacon, and steaming coffee enveloped them, invigorating their senses. They found an empty table and settled down, ready to savor their breakfast and share their plans for the day.
Amidst the clatter of cutlery and friendly chatter, the four students enjoyed their morning meal, their paths intertwined in the vast tapestry of Beacon Academy. Little did they know that destiny had a way of bringing people together, even those who seemed destined to clash.
Glynda Goodwitch's commanding voice echoed throughout the School, drawing the attention of all the students. "Attention, students! Please gather at the cliffside for an important announcement regarding initiation. Prepare yourselves, for your training is about to be put to the test."
The eatery quickly emptied as students made their way towards the designated meeting spot. Violet, Scarlett, and Amber exchanged a knowing glance, their newfound friendship solidified by their shared excitement. Asher begrudgingly followed suit after noticing Scarlett.
Outside, on the cliffside overlooking Beacon's vast forest, students congregated, buzzing with anticipation. The atmosphere crackled with nervous energy, each student aware that initiation would be their first true test of strength, teamwork, and survival.
Glynda Goodwitch stepped forward, her presence commanding attention. Her voice carried across the cliffside, projecting authority and expectation. "Students, the time has come for your initiation. You will face challenges that will test your skills, resilience, and ability to work together. This is where you will prove yourselves as Huntsmen and Huntresses."
Violet, Amber, Scarlett, and Asher stood, side by side with other fellow initiates, each with their own hopes and fears. The bonds of friendship and rivalry intertwined, forming a web of potential allies and adversaries. Glynda's voice resonated once more, her tone firm but encouraging. "Now, prepare yourselves. The Headmaster has more information for you."
Ozpin, standing at the edge of the cliff, cleared his throat, capturing the attention of the aspiring Huntsmen and Huntresses. The weight of his words settled upon the students, and a hushed silence fell.
"Students of Beacon," Ozpin began, his voice steady and commanding, "today marks an important milestone in your journey. As you may already know, partnerships play a vital role in your training and development as Huntsmen and Huntresses. These partnerships will last for the entirety of your four-year studies at Beacon."
The students exchanged glances, realizing the gravity of this announcement. The significance of choosing the right partner was not lost on them.
Ozpin continued, his gaze sweeping across the gathering. "It is essential that you find a partner with whom you can work well, trust implicitly, and rely on in the face of adversity. To determine your partners, I have devised a unique method."
He paused for a moment, letting the suspense build, before revealing the unexpected twist. "The first person you make eye contact with after landing in the Emerald Forest will become your partner."
Whispers of surprise and excitement rippled through the room. The students contemplated the implications of this method, realizing that their fate rested on a single moment of eye contact.
Ozpin's voice resonated with a sense of urgency. "However, let me make one thing clear. The Emerald Forest is a treacherous place, filled with danger at every turn. The instructors will abstain from intervening and observe from a distance. This is a test of your survival skills, determination, and ability to work together under pressure."
His eyes met the gazes of the students, emphasizing the seriousness of the task. "Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path if it means securing your safety and obtaining the relic. Remember, the possibility of death is very real, and you must be prepared for the challenges that lie ahead."
As the weight of his words settled upon them, the students exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of excitement and apprehension. They understood the risks involved, but their desire to prove themselves burned bright within their hearts.
Ozpin concluded, his voice filled with unwavering confidence. "Your objective is to seek out a relic, one per pair of partners, hidden within a temple on the other end of the Emerald Forest. Retrieve it and return to the cliff with the relic in your possession."
The Cliff fell into a thoughtful silence, the gravity of their mission sinking in. A powerful gust of wind blew across the cliff, causing the students to brace themselves. In the distance, they could see the immense treeline of Beacon's Forest, a place where legends were made and challenges conquered.
The atmosphere at Beacon Academy's initiation was charged with anticipation and nervous excitement. The students, gathered on the launch pads, waited eagerly for their turn to embark on the daunting journey into the Emerald Forest.
Among the crowd stood Ruby Rose, her silver eyes shining with determination. She was joined by Weiss Schnee, the heiress with her air of aristocracy, Yang Xiao Long, the energetic and confident fighter, and Blake Belladonna, the mysterious bookworm with a hidden past.
On another part of the platform, Jaune Arc, the earnest and somewhat clumsy young man, stood nervously alongside his newfound students Pyrrha Nikos, the skilled warrior with a heart of gold, Ren, the calm and collected fighter, and Nora Valkyrie, the boisterous and thunderous girl with a penchant for destruction.
As the students exchanged nervous glances. Asher, with his azure hair and sapphire eyes, stood with an air of quiet confidence. Scarlett, the fiery-haired huntress, exuded an aura of determination. Violet, with her flowing auburn hair and captivating amber eyes, stood close to Asher, exchanging encouraging words.
Amber, her hair ablaze with the hues of a setting sun and her golden eyes filled with determination, completed the quartet. Her presence added a sense of unwavering strength to the group.
The tension in the air grew palpable as Headmaster Ozpin's voice boomed through the wind, addressing the assembled students. Ruby and her friends listened intently, absorbing every word.
"Initiation is upon us," Ozpin's voice echoed. "The moment you've all been waiting for."
The anticipation surged within the students as Ozpin continued, "Now, remember, the Relic is not only a symbol of your status here at Beacon but also the symbol of your ability to work as a team."
Ruby exchanged a determined look with her friends, reaffirming their shared commitment to succeed.
The students looked at each other, excitement and apprehension mingling on their faces. The possibilities were endless, and their fates would soon be decided.
But before the teams could be formed, they had to prove their worth. The initiation process awaited them, a crucible of challenges that would test their mettle and forge them into true Huntsmen and Huntresses.
As the platform beneath their feet began to rise, the students felt a surge of adrenaline. They gazed at the vast expanse of the Emerald Forest stretching out before them, its mysteries and dangers beckoning.
Ruby, Weiss, Yang, Blake, Jaune, Pyrrha, Ren, Nora, Asher, Scarlett, Violet, and Amber stood side by side, ready to face whatever lay ahead. The bond between them was yet to be formed, but the seeds of friendship and camaraderie had already been planted.
With hearts pounding and determination burning bright within their souls, they took their first step forward, venturing into the unknown, united by their shared goal—to become the best Huntsmen and Huntresses Remnant had ever seen. Asher, Scarlett, Violet, and Amber stood on the launch pads, their hearts racing with anticipation as the platform beneath their feet began to wind. The mechanical whirring of the machinery drowned out all other sounds, leaving them in a cocoon of nervous excitement.
Asher stood his twin tonfas, now transformed into sleek twin-bladed pistols, were strapped securely to his sides. As the wind ruffled his hair, his sapphire eyes scanned the horizon, his mind focused on the challenges that awaited him.
Scarlett gripped her rapier tightly. Its blade gleamed with an otherworldly brilliance, hinting at the fiery power it held within. Her semblance surged within her, ready to be unleashed. She wore a determined expression, her piercing eyes filled with an unwavering determination to conquer whatever lay ahead.
Violet clutched her staff. Its sturdy wooden exterior concealed the crossbow mechanism hidden within. With a gentle twist, the staff transformed into a formidable weapon, poised to defend her against the impending danger.
Amber adorned her armored gauntlets. As she flexed her fingers, the gauntlets shifted, transforming into sleek energy pistols attached to her wrists. Her semblance coursed through her veins, lending her an aura of radiant power. Her golden eyes glimmered with determination, a testament to her unwavering resolve.
As the platform reached its zenith, the students braced themselves, their hearts pounding in unison. With a sudden jolt, they were launched into the air, hurtling towards the emerald canopy of the forest below.
Each of them used their unique skills to ensure a safe landing. Asher, his semblance melding with shadows, wove a tapestry of darkness around him, cushioning his descent as he gracefully touched down on the forest floor. Still enveloped in shadows, engaged in a fierce battle with a snarling Beowolf. His twin-bladed pistols whirled through the air with deadly accuracy, striking true as he seamlessly transitioned between close-quarters combat and precise ranged shots.
Scarlett, her semblance ablaze, summoned a fiery vortex beneath her feet, slowing her fall and guiding her gently to the ground with a controlled burst of flames Her eyes ablaze with determination, faced off against a menacing Ursa. With a flourish of her rapier, she unleashed a torrent of flames, engulfing the creature in a blaze of searing heat. Her semblance danced around her, enhancing her control over fire, allowing her to manipulate the flames to her advantage.
Violet, her affinity with nature pulsating within her, called upon the plants below to reach out and soften her landing. Vines and leaves sprouted from the forest floor, cradling her with gentle strength as she alighted gracefully upon the verdant cushion. Her green eyes focused and determined, found herself confronted by a pack of agile Nevermore hatchlings. With a swift motion of her crossbow, she launched a volley of arrows, each finding its mark with uncanny accuracy. Calling upon her semblance, she summoned vines from the forest floor, entangling the creatures and restraining their movements.
Amber, her connection to the sun's energy surging through her, absorbed the sunlight around her, infusing her body with its radiant power. The energy enveloped her, forming a protective cocoon of light that broke her fall and gently placed her on the forest floor, unscathed. Radiating with an ethereal glow, faced a massive Alpha Beowolf. As the creature lunged at her, she deftly evaded its attacks, her energy pistols firing rapid beams of pure sunlight. Her semblance surged within her, empowering her strikes and imbuing them with a radiant intensity that seared through the Grimm's defenses.
Amber found herself walking along a narrow trail lined with dense foliage. The sounds of rustling leaves and distant wildlife filled the air, adding an eerie ambiance to the surroundings. She moved with purpose, her steps deliberate and focused.
On a different path, Asher scanned the area, alert and watchful. He walked with confident strides, his hunter's instincts guiding his every move.
Violet followed a winding path that led her deeper into the heart of the forest. Her amber eyes shimmered with curiosity and determination, reflecting the dappled sunlight that filtered through the trees.
Scarlett moved with agility and grace. Her sharp eyes scanned her surroundings, searching for any signs of danger or opportunity.
As Asher rounded a bend, he caught a glimpse of movement up ahead. He quickened his pace, his eyes narrowing in focus. Just as he turned a corner, he found himself face-to-face with Violet.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. The forest sounds faded into the background as a connection sparked between them. Violet's amber eyes widened in surprise, and Asher's gaze softened, mirroring her astonishment. Asher tightened his grip on his tonfas, his sapphire eyes focused and determined. He activated the hidden blades within them, revealing the lethal pistols. As the Grimm lunged forward, he swiftly dodged its initial attack, maneuvering with swift and calculated movements.
Violet swiftly extended her staff, the transformation mechanism activating with a flick of her wrist. The staff morphed into a powerful crossbow, ready to unleash a barrage of bolts. She loaded an arrow, pulling back the string with practiced ease.
The Grimm charged again, its massive claws swiping through the air. Asher expertly deflected the attack, the twin blades of his tonfas meeting the Grimm's claws in a clash of metal. The force of the impact sent shockwaves through his arms, causing him to stagger back slightly.
Seizing the opportunity, Violet took aim with her crossbow. She released a volley of arrows, each one finding its mark, but the Grimm proved resilient. It retaliated with a ferocious swipe of its tail, catching Violet off guard. She managed to dodge, but not without taking a glancing blow that sent her sprawling to the ground.
Seeing his partner in danger, Asher swiftly moved to intercept the Grimm's next attack. He deflected its claws with a flurry of strikes, his tonfas a blur of motion. However, the Grimm's sheer strength proved overwhelming, and Asher found himself on the defensive, struggling to keep the creature at bay.
Meanwhile, Violet regained her footing, her determination burning bright in her amber eyes. She reloaded her crossbow and took aim once again, this time targeting the Grimm's vulnerable spots. Her arrows found their mark with precision, weakening the creature's defenses.
With a final surge of strength, Asher launched a powerful counterattack, exploiting the Grimm's momentary vulnerability. He unleashed a flurry of strikes, his tonfas raining down blows upon the creature's weakened form. The Grimm let out a deafening roar, finally succumbing to the relentless assault.
Exhausted but victorious, Asher and Violet stood side by side, panting heavily. Their battle with the formidable Grimm had left them battered and bruised, but their spirits remained unbroken. They had proven their mettle as a team, relying on each other's strengths to overcome a powerful adversary.
Meanwhile, Amber continued along her path, her steps steady and purposeful. As she turned a corner, she collided with Scarlett, their eyes locking in a brief but intense moment. Amber's golden eyes widened with recognition, while Scarlett's fiery gaze held a hint of challenge.
Amber and Scarlett, locked in a brief but charged eye contact, felt a unique energy pulsating between them. Whether it would manifest as friendship or rivalry remained to be seen. Suddenly, a menacing growl echoed through the trees as a massive Grimm emerged from the shadows. It was a fearsome creature, its razor-sharp claws and jagged teeth gleaming with malice.
Scarlett tightened her grip on her rapier, the blade humming with anticipation. With a swift flick of her wrist, the weapon transformed into a flamethrower, flames dancing along its length. She took a step forward, her eyes locked on the approaching Grimm.
Amber flexed her armored gauntlets, feeling the surge of power coursing through her veins. The gauntlets crackled with energy as they transformed into sleek pistols, ready to unleash a barrage of devastating blasts. She took her position beside Scarlett, her amber eyes gleaming with determination.
The Grimm lunged forward, its massive claws slashing through the air. Scarlett deftly sidestepped the attack, her rapier sweeping out in a graceful arc. Flames erupted from the weapon, scorching the Grimm's hide and causing it to recoil momentarily.
Amber stood her ground, her gauntlets pulsating with energy. She unleashed a rapid flurry of shots, the energy projectiles streaking through the air and striking the Grimm with precise accuracy. The creature howled in pain, but it refused to back down.
Undeterred, the Grimm launched itself at Amber, its claws slashing with deadly precision. She managed to evade most of the strikes, but a glancing blow grazed her side, leaving a deep gash in her aura. Amber gritted her teeth, the pain fueling her determination.
Scarlett recognized the danger her partner was in and quickly sprang into action. She directed a torrent of flames at the Grimm, creating a fiery barrier between it and Amber. The searing heat caused the creature to retreat momentarily, giving them a momentary respite.
Amber refused to stay down. She focused her energy and unleashed a powerful blast from her gauntlets, the energy tearing through the Grimm's defenses. The creature roared in agony, its movements slowing as its strength waned.
In a final, desperate attempt, the Grimm lunged at Scarlett. She swiftly parried its attack with her rapier, but the force behind the strike sent her stumbling backward. The Grimm seized the opportunity, its claws raking across her arm, leaving her aura flickering for a brief second.
With a surge of determination, Amber launched herself at the Grimm, her energy pistols blazing. She unleashed a barrage of shots, each one finding its mark. The Grimm let out a final, tortured howl before collapsing to the ground, defeated.
Breathing heavily, Scarlett and Amber surveyed the aftermath of their intense battle. Both bore weakened aura from their encounter with the formidable Grimm, but their resolve remained unshaken. They had faced adversity together and emerged victorious, their partnership forged in the crucible of combat
AN: Well well well, Asher and Violet. I kinda of figured the AI was going to put Asher and Scarlett together with the way it was having them bicker about their ideals, but well, the AI decides... kinda.
It kept trying to Pair Asher and Weiss, as well as Scarlett and Jaune, even with me specifically saying, only make partners between these four characters.
For some odd reason it also loves to constantly remind us of their hair color and eye color... even if it gets it wrong 5 times out of ten.
No semblance use in the partner fights, interesting choice though. I feel like these people unnecessarily swap weapon forms, but oh well, part of the characters now.
So the way I feed the AI info, is i take the previous chapter, have the AI look at it, and have it make recommendations, and basically tell it to follow those recommendations itself. Afterwards I ask it to create a new chapter with These plot points. Seems to work better than winging it... at least for more details...
Violet cant control fire... and why does she suddenly have a two Katanas? Asher stop trying to be so damn edgy, Yang... why are you suddenly fighting Scarlett. its like baby sitting babies... who can destroy the house in seconds.
pretty entertaining when Amber suddenly gains the ability to break the fourth wall and simply delete her Enemy... no further explanations... Although maybe i should make a blooper Side "story" with the funny bits of AI craziness