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Chapter 1 : a strange New World
Character :
At just 17 years old, Octavius von Steelheart has become a living legend within the Imperium, his name echoing across the galaxy as both a rallying cry and a dire warning. The youngest Lord Commissar in history, he bears a responsibility that would crush lesser men, yet he carries it with the unyielding strength that has earned him the moniker "The Lion of Cadia." Born into the venerable House von Steelheart, Octavius was destined for greatness from the moment he could hold a laspistol. His family, one of Cadia's oldest and most respected, has produced countless warriors, but none have risen as swiftly—or as far—as Octavius.
His meteoric rise began in the darkest of times. At the tender age of 14, Octavius witnessed the unthinkable: the fall of Cadia. The world that had stood as the Imperium's bulwark against the horrors of the Eye of Terror was shattered before his eyes. As Cadia crumbled into ruin, Octavius did not falter. With Creed's disappearance leaving a void in leadership, the young scion of House von Steelheart stepped forward, assuming command of the Cadian 8th Regiment. It was a role that should have been far beyond his years, yet he embraced it with a resolve that inspired those around him.
Under his command, the Cadian 8th was not merely saved from annihilation but forged into a symbol of defiance. Octavius led his comrades to new victories across a galaxy engulfed in war. From the cold, metallic tomb worlds of the Necrons to the brutal, green-skinned hordes of the Orks; from the enigmatic and deadly Eldar to the relentless tides of the Tyranids; from the cunning forces of the Tau to the nightmare legions of Chaos itself—Octavius has faced them all and emerged victorious. His name is spoken with reverence by those who fight under him and with fear by those who oppose him.
Octavius von Steelheart is more than just a commander; he is the embodiment of Cadian resolve, a warrior who stands unyielding in the face of overwhelming odds. His youth belies the depth of his experience and the weight of the burdens he carries. He has fought and bled across a thousand battlefields, each scar a testament to his indomitable spirit. In the shattered remains of the Imperium, where hope is often as scarce as ammunition, Octavius stands as a beacon of both—a young man whose destiny was forged in war and whose legend continues to grow with every victory.
Agripinaa 41st Millenium
The battlefield on Agripinaa was a hellscape of fire and fury. The acrid stench of burnt promethium and charred flesh filled the air, mingling with the cries of the wounded and the roars of battle. Lord Commissar Octavius von Steelheart, the Lion of Cadia, stood amidst the chaos, his black greatcoat billowing in the heat of battle. His bolter thundered in his hands, each shot a righteous decree of death, while his chainsword hummed with lethal anticipation at his side.
Across from him, a towering Chaos Lord, clad in twisted, baroque armor adorned with profane symbols, snarled in fury. The two warriors had been locked in a vicious duel, their every move shaking the ground around them. The Chaos Lord, a hulking brute of muscle and malice, swung his massive axe with the strength of a berserker, each blow capable of cleaving through ceramite. Octavius countered with skill and precision, his movements fueled by the steel resolve of his bloodline and the unyielding faith in the God-Emperor.
As their weapons clashed once more, sparks flew, and a deafening crack split the air. The ground beneath them seemed to tremble as reality itself buckled under the strain of their conflict. Octavius felt a strange pull, as if the very fabric of the universe was tearing apart. The Chaos Lord's eyes widened in sudden realization, but before either could react, a blinding light enveloped Octavius.
In the next heartbeat, the world around Octavius vanished.
The roar of battle, the heat of the flames, the stench of death—all were replaced by an eerie silence. The Commissar found himself standing in a forest unlike any he had ever seen. The air was crisp and cool, the scent of pine and fresh earth replacing the burnt metallic tang of the battlefield. Tall, ancient trees with emerald-green foliage stretched high above him, their canopies swaying gently in a breeze that carried the soft rustle of leaves.
Octavius instinctively raised his bolter, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings with steely gray eyes, every sense on high alert. He was no stranger to sudden shifts in battle, but this—this was something else entirely. The ground beneath his feet was firm and alive with the quiet hum of nature, so different from the blasted wasteland of Agripinaa.
His mind raced, trying to make sense of what had just occurred. Had the Chaos Lord unleashed some foul sorcery? Had he been drawn into a warp rift?
"Where in the Emperor's name am I?" Octavius muttered, his voice low and tense
Unbeknownst to him, his every movement was being watched. Far above, hidden among the leaves and branches, tiny cameras tracked his progress. In a distant control room, Ozpin observed the newcomer on a series of monitors, his brow furrowed in contemplation. The man on the screen was unlike anyone he had seen before—dressed in dark, military attire that seemed both archaic and advanced, a large bolter strapped across his chest, and a golden aquila hanging around his neck. There was a cold determination in the young man's eyes, a look of someone who had seen more war than his years should allow.
"This is... unexpected," Ozpin murmured, adjusting his glasses as he leaned closer to the screen. He had seen many things in his time as Headmaster of Beacon Academy, but the sudden appearance of this armored warrior in the Emerald Forest was a mystery he had not anticipated. He tapped a button on his scroll, opening a communication channel to Glynda Goodwitch.
"Glynda," Ozpin said, his tone calm but laced with urgency, "we have a situation. An unknown individual has appeared in the Emerald Forest—armed and clearly experienced in combat. I believe we need to monitor him closely and prepare for a possible encounter, please bring Team RWBY with you."
"Understood, Headmaster," Glynda's voice crackled through the speakers. "We be there shortly."
Meanwhile, in the forest, Octavius continued to move cautiously through the undergrowth, his senses alert. He had no idea where he was, but he knew one thing for certain: whatever strange forces had brought him here, he would not let them catch him off guard. The Lion of Cadia was not one to be easily taken by surprise.
Then he heard a noise in the foilage and a black creature exit it
"By all that is Holy on Terra!" he exclaimed while taking out his bolter and shoot at the daemon the bullet hitting his head exploding in multiple shards then Octavius saw how the corpse of the creature disintegrate into thin
"Okay, that was unexpected, now where I'am?" He then proceed to pushed forward into the unkown bu then the silence of the forest was gradually broken by a distant sound—a low hum, barely perceptible at first but growing louder with each passing second
Octavius then look up into the sky and see a strange valkyrie in the sky floated in the air just above the trees then the hatch of the airplaned opened revealing four flamboyant character of multiple color, They were young—around his age, and dressed in what appeared to be combat attire, though it was far more colorful and flamboyant than any military uniform Octavius had ever encountered.
One of them, a girl which hair is black with red tips at the end and a crimson cloak billowing behind her she look at him with her big silver eyes. She was the first to catch his eye. She stood at the front of the group. Beside her, a blonde girl with striking liliac eyes and an athletic build grinned confidently, her fists clenched and ready for action. To their left, a dark-haired girl with a bow perched atop her head observed him with cautious eyes, while the last of the group, a girl with snow-white hair pulled into a ponytail, watched him with wariness
then the four girls jump the aircraft and land infront of him, their agility surprising him but recover quickly after all he saw stranger thing in life
the four of them look at Octavius and can see the scar on his face, the black greatcoat adorned with medals and honors that they don't recognized and the peaked cap on his head but it was the eagle made of gold that hang on his neck that intrigued them
The girl in a black corset, now standing before him, offered a tentative smile. "Hi there!" she called out, her voice bright "I'm Ruby. Ruby Rose and this is my teammates Weiss, Blake and Yang and, uh, who might you be?"
"Greetings Civilian! I'am Lord Commissar Octavius von Steelheart of the Astra Militarum," he replied, his voice calm and authoritative. "Scion of House von Steelheart, and commander of the Cadian 8th Regiment." His gaze swept over the four of them. "And I would like to know where I am, in which Segmentum and which Imperial Sector this world is in?"
The four of them look at each other, it's their first time hearing a name like that and don't know what mean
Ruby cleared her throat and squared her shoulders, trying to match the gravity of Octavius's demeanor with her own resolve. "Uh," she began. "I'm afraid I don't know what any of what you just said means."
Octavius look at her in bewilderment
"Ok that was not what I expected to heard, can you at least tell me where the nearest PDF outpost is so I can contact the Imperium" he said with confusion
the four of them look at him with bafflement in their eyes
Yang, who looked as equally baffled as her teammates. "What's a PDF outpost? Sounds like something out of a sci-fi novel or a history book." she said
"What do you mean you don't know what the PDF is, it's the Planetary Defence Force who is the the first line of defence of countless Imperial worlds of course."
Then realisization begin to draw upon Octavius that maybe he is on a lost world that on far corner of the galaxy "Tell me. Do you have any knowledge of the Imperium of Man? The God-Emperor of Mankind? I need to know if there is any connection, or if I am truly on a lost world."
Ruby looked puzzled, her brow furrowing. "The Imperium of Man? The God-Emperor? I've never heard of them. We have our own history and legends here in Remnant, but nothing that sounds like what you're describing."
Octavius's face tightened as he absorbed the implications of her words.
The shock of realization began to settle over him, a cold dread seeping into his bones. The idea that he might be in a world entirely disconnected from the Imperium's reach—one where the Emperor was an unknown entity—was almost too much to fathom.
"How can this be?" Octavius murmured, almost to himself. He then take a deep breath and explained what the God-Emperor is
"The God-Emperor of Mankind," Octavius began, his voice calm,"is the immortal ruler of the Imperium of Man, a vast empire that spans across the galaxy. He is the guiding light of humanity, the ultimate protector and the source of our strength. He is a divine being whose will shapes the very fabric of our existence."
He paused, noting the blank looks on their faces. Ruby's eyes widened with interest, while Yang leaned in, her curiosity piqued. Blake and Weiss remained silent, absorbing the information.
"Picture this," Octavius continued, choosing his words carefully, "as a god-like figure who is both a savior and a leader. He is worshipped as a deity by billions of people, and His will is absolute. The Imperium, under His guidance, fights to protect humanity from the myriad threats that assail us."
Ruby tilted her head, still trying to grasp the concept. "So, he's like a really powerful ruler or something?"
Octavius smile falter for a moment "Yes, but I suggest you speak of the Emperor with more respect. You're fortunate that I am not a member of the Inquisition, or your ignorance might have been met with far harsher consequences."
The gravity of his words seemed to hang in the air, causing the four members of Team RWBY to exchange uneasy glances. They could see that this was more than just a figure of speech to Octavius—it was a deep, unyielding belief that shaped every aspect of his life. Ruby, in particular, bit her lip, realizing that their casual attitude might have unintentionally offended him.
"I'm sorry" she said with a hint of sadness
Octavius studied her for a moment, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. He could see that her apology was genuine, and while their ignorance was troubling, it wasn't born of malice. They were simply unaware of the vast and perilous universe beyond their own.
"Very well," he replied, his tone softening. "You are in a unique position, and it is not your fault that you do not understand the true nature of the Emperor."
Octavius, heroic smile return to grace his face as he looked at the four young warriors before him.
"Now," he said, his voice steady yet carrying a note of warmth, "may I ask what you all are doing here in this forest?"
Ruby Rose, the leader of Team RWBY, returned his smile, albeit with a hint of her characteristic nervousness. "We were sent here by Professor Ozpin and Glynda Goodwitch," she explained. "They wanted us to find you and bring you to Beacon. Apparently, your sudden appearance caused quite a stir, and they're really eager to meet you in person."
Octavius's smile remained as he processed this information. A part of him remained cautious—he had no knowledge of this "Ozpin" or "Beacon," Yet, there was something about Ruby's earnestness, and the way the others stood by her, that made him feel as though these people might be worth listening to.
"Very well," he said, his tone resolute. "If your leaders wish to speak with me, I shall accompany you to this Beacon. However, know that I do this out of a desire to understand this world better, not out of submission. My loyalty lies solely with the Emperor, and I shall not be swayed from my duty."
Ruby nodded, her expression serious. "We get that. We just want to help you figure things out. If you're lost, Beacon's probably the best place for you to start."
The other members of Team RWBY shared similar expressions of agreement. Weiss Schnee, with her air of composed nobility, added, "Beacon is a place of learning and refuge. We may not know of your Emperor, but we can offer you knowledge and assistance."
Octavius appreciated their words, though he remained guarded. He knew that his journey here—wherever "here" was—would require more than just brute force. Knowledge and alliances could be just as powerful as a chainsword in the right circumstances.
"Lead the way," he finally said, gesturing for them to continue. "I shall meet this Ozpin and hear what he has to say."
With that, the five of them began to move through the forest toward the waiting Bullhead. As they walked, Octavius couldn't help but glance around at his surroundings, still adjusting to the unfamiliar terrain and the strange, vibrant colors of the forest. The world was so different from the grim, war-torn landscapes he was used to.
As they approached the Bullhead, Ruby turned to him with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Beacon's not too far."
Octavius nodded, though his mind was already racing with possibilities. If this "Beacon" truly had the resources to help him, then he would use them. And if not, he would find his own way. The Emperor's light was with him, even here, in this strange and distant world. He would not fail in his duty.
As they boarded the Bullhead and the craft lifted off, heading toward Beacon, Octavius allowed himself a moment of reflection. He was far from Cadia, far from the Imperium, but he was still The Lion of Cadia. No matter what this world held for him, he would face it with the same courage and determination that had earned him the title of Lord Commissar. The Emperor's will was his guide, and he would see it done.
The Bullhead's engines hummed steadily as it cut through the air, heading toward Beacon Academy.
Octavius von Steelheart sat silently, his eyes fixed on the horizon as the unfamiliar landscape unfolded before him.
The world of Remnant was unlike anything he had ever seen—lush forests, towering mountains, and a sprawling cityscape in the distance. It was a world seemingly untouched by the endless war that plagued the Imperium
Ruby and her team remained quiet, sensing Octavius's contemplative mood. He was an enigma to them—his manner, his armor, and the weight of his words all suggested a man far older than his youthful appearance.
As the Bullhead began its descent, Beacon Academy came into view. The grand spires of the academy rose majestically above the surrounding landscape, a beacon of hope and learning. Octavius studied the structure with a critical eye, noting the strategic placement of the buildings and the natural defenses offered by the terrain. It was a place built for more than just education; it was a fortress in its own right.
The Bullhead landed smoothly on a platform near the academy's main tower. The hatch opened with a hiss, and Ruby was the first to step out, followed by Yang, Blake, and Weiss. Octavius followed, his boots hitting the platform with a solid thud. He took a moment to survey his surroundings—students in various uniforms moved about the campus, some glancing curiously at the newcomers, especially at the imposing figure of Octavius in his dark greatcoat and peaked cap.
"This way," Ruby said, gesturing toward the main building. "Professor Ozpin's office is at the top of the tower. He'll be waiting for us."
Octavius nodded and followed them, his expression unreadable. The group made their way through the pristine halls of Beacon, the atmosphere a stark contrast to the war-torn environments Octavius was used to. Yet, even here, he could feel the tension—a sense that, despite the peaceful appearance, this was a place where battle was always just on the horizon.
As they ascended the tower, Octavius's mind was focused on the upcoming meeting. He knew nothing of this "Ozpin," but if the man had authority here, it was worth hearing what he had to say. Still, Octavius kept his guard up. Trust was not something he offered lightly, especially in a world so foreign to him.
Finally, they arrived at a large set of double doors. Ruby knocked, and after a moment, a voice from within called out, "Enter."
Ruby pushed open the doors, revealing a spacious office with large windows offering a panoramic view of the academy and the surrounding countryside. Behind a large, ornate desk sat a man with silver hair and glasses, dressed in a sharp, tailored suit. He held a mug in one hand, and his expression was one of calm curiosity as he regarded the newcomers.
"Welcome," the man said, his voice smooth and measured. "I am Professor Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy. Please, come in."
Octavius stepped forward, his gaze locking with Ozpin's. There was something about the man—an air of quiet authority, tempered with a deep understanding of the world around him. Octavius recognized a leader when he saw one, and Ozpin certainly fit the description.
"I am Octavius von Steelheart, Lord Commissar of the Astra Militarum," Octavius said, his voice firm.
Ozpin nodded, take a sip of his trusted mug."and what is this Astra Militarum you said to belong to?"
Octavius take a deep breath before explaining "It's the Imperium of Man's primary army and it's first line of defence from the myriad threats which endanger the existence of the Imperium. It is comprised of countless billions of men and women - hundreds of thousands of different regiments, supported by a vast array of light and heavy armoured vehicles"
Ozpin set down his mug on his desk before saying "I see, and what this Imperium of Man for them to have need of an army this big?"
"The Imperium of Man is a vast empire," he began, his voice carrying the authority of a seasoned leader. "It stretches across the galaxy, encompassing millions of worlds—each one different, yet bound by a common purpose. From the hive cities of Necromunda to the forge worlds of Mars, from the agri-worlds that feed billions to the fortress worlds like Cadia, where I was born and raised, the Imperium is the shield of humanity against the countless horrors that lurk in the void."
As he spoke, the room fell silent, everyone hanging on his every word. Even Glynda, who had initially looked skeptical, was now listening intently.
"The enemies we face are beyond your imagination," Octavius continued, his expression darkening. "Xenos races that seek our destruction, heretics who would tear down all we have built, and the ever-present threat of Chaos, a force of pure evil that corrupts all it touches. It is by the Emperor's will alone that we stand against these threats, fighting on thousands of fronts across the galaxy."
Ruby's eyes were wide with awe. "Thousands of fronts... Millions of worlds... That's incredible. I can't even imagine how big that must be."
Ozpin look right in his eyes and ask "You said you were born on Cadia could yo utell us more about it?"
"Cadia was a fortress world, a bastion of humanity that stood as the bulwark against the horrors that lurk in the galaxy. We were the first line of defense against the Eye of Terror, a rift in reality from which the forces of Chaos spill forth."
The members of Team RWBY exchanged glances, clearly intrigued but also confused. Ozpin, however, remained focused, his interest piqued.
"Cadia, you say," Ozpin murmured, as if committing the name to memory. "And this Eye of Terror... it sounds like a place of great danger but why must you speak as if it is no more?"
Octavius nodded, his expression grim. "It is. And Cadia... Cadia is no more. It fell to the forces of Chaos, but not before we made them pay dearly for every inch they took. I am one of the few survivors."
Glynda's stern demeanor softened slightly at the mention of such loss "How can this be?" she ask
"The Blackstone Fortress, Will of Eternity which if you want is the size of a moon and that Abbadon the despoiler made it crash on the planet which wiped out most of Cadia's defenders and tectonically destabilised the world"
everyone is silence at this news but it what he said that shock them more
"I was only 14 years old when Cadia fell," Octavius began, his tone grave. "Despite my age, I was already serving in the Cadian 8th Regiment, one of the most storied and battle-hardened units in the Astra Militarum. On Cadia, we are—were—trained for war from the moment we could hold a lasgun. It was our duty, our purpose. The Cadian 8th was more than just a regiment; it was a symbol of defiance against the forces of Chaos that threatened all of humanity."
Octavius took a deep breath, his gaze momentarily distant as he recalled the horrors of Cadia's fall. He had faced many battles since then, but the memories of that day were forever etched into his soul. With a steady voice, he continued his story, aware that the people before him were struggling to grasp the scale of the universe he came from.
He paused, allowing his words to sink in. The room remained silent, the gravity of his story hanging heavily in the air. Ruby and her team listened intently, their expressions a mixture of empathy and shock.
"Cadia had stood for millennia as the bulwark of the Imperium, a fortress world that no enemy had ever truly conquered. But that day, the Eye of Terror unleashed its full fury upon us. We fought with everything we had, every man, woman, and child taking up arms to defend our home. But the forces we faced were beyond anything we had ever encountered. Daemons, traitors, and the horrors of the Warp itself descended upon us."
"But despite the odds, we held the line," Octavius continued, his voice resolute. "The Cadian 8th fought to the last, refusing to yield even as the planet itself began to crumble beneath our feet. I lost comrades, friends, and family that day. But we did not give up. We made the enemy pay for every inch they took, and though Cadia was lost, we did not let it fall easily."
Ruby's eyes were wide with amazement. "You were just a kid, and you were already fighting in a war like that? That's... incredible."
Octavius nodded solemnly. "There was no choice. On Cadia, we were all soldiers. The survival of the Imperium demanded it. And when Creed, our lord general, vanished in the chaos, I found myself leading what remained of the Cadian 8th. We rallied, we fought on, and though Cadia was lost, we continued to bring the Emperor's justice to the enemies of mankind across the galaxy."
Weiss, who had been quiet up until now, finally spoke, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and concern. "You've been through so much, and at such a young age. It's hard to even imagine."
"It's been three years since then," he said, his voice carrying the weight of countless battles and losses. "In those years, I've fought xenos, heretics, and all manner of horrors that would drive most men to madness. The galaxy is vast, and its dangers are endless."
As he spoke, he noticed the shocked expressions on their faces. Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang exchanged wide-eyed glances, and even Ozpin and Glynda seemed taken aback by his words. There was a pause as they processed what he had just said.
"Wait, three years?" Yang finally blurted out, unable to hide her surprise. "But that would mean... you're only seventeen?"
Octavius nodded, his face adorn with his big smile. "Yes. I am seventeen years old."
The room fell into stunned silence. They had seen the scars on his face, the steely determination in his eyes, and the way he carried himself with the weight of command. Everything about him spoke of someone much older, someone who had endured more than his years should allow.
Ruby was the first to speak, her voice soft and filled with disbelief. "I... I thought you were older.
You've been through so much, fought so many battles... and you're only seventeen?"
Octavius looked at her, his gaze unwavering. "In the Imperium, age is no shield against duty. From the moment we are born, we are forged for war. There is no childhood on Cadia, not in the way you might understand it. We are soldiers, every one of us, from the day we can hold a weapon. I may be young by your standards, but in the Imperium, we do not measure worth by years. We measure it by the strength of our will and the blood we shed in the Emperor's name."
Blake, usually reserved, looked at Octavius with a mix of empathy and sorrow. "That's... a lot to bear, especially at such a young age."
"It is the way of things," Octavius replied simply. "I do not seek pity or sympathy. I am a soldier of the Imperium, and I will do what is required of me, no matter the cost. My youth does not diminish my resolve."
Weiss, ever composed, spoke up next, her voice tinged with respect. "You've accomplished more in seventeen years than most people do in a lifetime. It's... remarkable."
Octavius inclined his head slightly, accepting her words but not letting them affect his stoic demeanor. "My duty is my purpose. The Emperor has given me the strength to endure, and I will continue to serve him until my last breath, whether that be here or in the distant battlefields of the galaxy."
Ozpin, who had remained silent for some time, finally spoke, his tone thoughtful. "You are indeed a unique individual, Octavius. It is rare to find someone so young who has experienced so much. Your presence here, in Remnant, may be more significant than any of us realize."
ozpin look at him and then begin to speak "Given the unique nature of your situation and the fact that you are so far from your home, I propose something that might be beneficial for both you and us. We would like to offer you the opportunity to become a student here at Beacon Academy. However, given your circumstances, we would position you as an attached student rather than a fully integrated member of one of our teams"
The offer was unexpected, and Octavius considered it carefully. Becoming a student at Beacon was a far cry from his role as a battle-hardened Lord Commissar, but it also represented an opportunity to learn more about this strange world and to find a way back to his own
"I accept your offer," Octavius said, his voice firm and resolute. "If being an attached student to Beacon and working alongside your teams will aid in understanding this world and fulfilling my duties, then I shall do so."
Ozpin's eyes twinkled with approval, and he gestured to Ruby and her team. "In that case, we will assign you to Team RWBY. They will act as your primary contact and guide you through Beacon and the world of Remnant. As an attached student, you will not be a full member of the team but will have the opportunity to learn from them and contribute as needed."
Ruby's eyes widened slightly, but she quickly masked her surprise with a bright, welcoming smile. "Looks like you'll be joining us, Octavius! We're happy to help you get settled in. Beacon is a big place, but I'm sure you'll get the hang of it."
Weiss, ever the voice of reason, gave a nod of approval. "We'll do our best to help you acclimate. Beacon has its own way of doing things, and I'm sure it will take some time for you to adjust."
Blake and Yang shared looks of agreement, their expressions a mix of curiosity and support. "It'll be interesting having you around," Blake said. "We're sure you'll bring a unique perspective to the team."
Octavius inclined his head in gratitude. "Thank you. I appreciate the opportunity and the assistance. I look forward to learning about this world and contributing in any way I can."
Then Ozpin look at his scroll and say "We will give you, your own room, it's normally for at teacher but I belive that we can make an exeption this time, I gave the location to Ruby she can lead you there"
Glynda, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke. "I will oversee your integration into Beacon and ensure that your training and duties are managed appropriately. It is essential that you adapt to our methods while also maintaining your own responsibilities."
With that, the meeting concluded. Octavius, accompanied by Team RWBY, left Ozpin's office and began the process of acclimating to Beacon Academy. Though he was far from the battlefield he knew so well, he approached this new chapter with the same determination and resolve that had carried him through countless wars. The halls of Beacon were unfamiliar and strange, but he was prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
I hope you liked this chapter, expect a op character I don't know when I will uptade this so stay tuned