Well then, here we go again with yet another fic. I truly never do learn, do I?

As the name implies, I got this idea while doing a CYOA. At first, I was making a horny one, but as I went on, I realized I could do something with it and make a fic. This is not going to be the Remnant we know, that's for sure.

Fair warning. I said I originally made this a lewd CYOA and it shows. There will be a lot of futanari in this, and the MC will be having sex with them. Though just like TSGBP (futa version) there will be no futa-on-male content. The closest to that will be a handjob from the MC when he's fucking them, but that's it.

Beyond that, I actually have a lot of ideas for this fic, and hope to mesh the story and horny well together, lol. We'll see if that happens though.

Also, it will take some time to fully explore just what the hell the MC changed in Remnant. Some will be revealed in this chapter, while others could be revealed ten chapters down the line as an example. It would just take too long and would be too boring to do it all at once, so stick with me please, lol.

But enough with my rambling! Onto the story!

Regium's POV

My eyes opened up, and immediately I noticed something was off.

"Why am I laying under a tree?" I mutter to myself.

I sure as hell don't remember falling asleep outside. I very distinctly remember laying down to go to sleep in my own bed. I remember taking a bath and shower to wash off the day's stresses, and afterwards making me a grilled cheese sandwich and hot coco, sitting down in a chair near a window as the rain pattered outside. I was idly scrolling on my phone as I ate my late night meal before I came upon something interesting.

A RWBY CYOA.

It seemed interesting enough, and it gave me something to do at least. I even decided to have a little fun with it at first and started to make it as lewd as possible. You know, for shits and giggles and all that.

But then I got really into it. Like really, really into it. So, I decided to take it a bit more seriously, but still have fun making it.

I changed a lot about the world of Remnant; to the point it didn't even really resemble the show. Instead of a more modern setting like the show, I added a lot more fantasy elements into it.

It was honestly really fun, and I went to bed with a smile on my face, happy that tomorrow was the start of the weekend, which meant no work for me.

Which led to my current predicament. I wasn't the best cook by any means, but even I wasn't so bad that I would create something that would make me come outside due to it.

The morning sun was well out now, though there was still some darkness from the night still lingering, giving the sky a beautiful pinkish tint to it. Looking slightly from where night met day, I stare up in confusion.

"Why is the moon shattered?"

"Because, you're on Remnant now."

I quite literally jumped from where I was sitting down, and another strange thing happened as my heart rate started to beat a little faster.

I knew that voice. I knew it very well, but more importantly, was the fact that I quite literally jumped twenty feet into the air.

I'll admit and say that I slightly panicked as I came back down to the ground, but marvelously, I was able to fall in a way that didn't hurt me whatsoever. Nothing. No pain whatsoever. Though, I did feel a tiny minuscule of… something leave my body. So much so that I just barely noticed it, and before I knew it, it was restored.

'Ok, that was fucking weird.' I thought. Turning back around again to where I heard that voice, I was once again left confused and slightly aroused at the scene.

There, floating directly behind the tree, was a gargantuan female blue figure that resembled a genie of some kind, her expression unreadable as she looked down upon me with her arms crossed.

That naturally accented her very, very large breasts that, while amazing, no doubt, was tipped with something I wasn't expecting. Nipples.

That might sound odd, because of course a female figure would have nipples. It would be stranger if they didn't, after all, and ninety-nine point nine percent of the time I would agree with you. Except for this one instance.

Because I knew who that figure was. It was Jinn from RWBY, and I very distinctly remember her not having nipples, let alone blue ones, of any kind.

"Am I dreaming?" I muttered the blue figure's way as I tried to figure out exactly what was happening. Was it a lucid dream? It would explain why Jinn had nipples now.

Ah, fuck. Am I going to wake up now? Anytime I do realize I'm in a dream, I always wa-

"No, you're not. I'm sure I'll see you later."

And just like that, she was gone again. One moment there, another gone.

"Shit, she's gone." I said to myself, looking to where her figure once stood.

Wait, if I'm dreaming, can't I just bring her back? I mean, that is how lucid dreams work, right? You can control what you do in your dreams and all that.

A grin came over my face as I realized I can do that. I never lucid dream, and I very much would like to enjoy it while I can.

Focusing, I think of willing Jinn back into existence, a million thoughts going through my mind of all the things I could do.

I waited for her to come back, but oddly she didn't. Strange. I thought of willing her back once more, my mind more concentrated on it, but again, it doesn't work.

I tried it at least a half dozen times to get her back into existence, but no matter how hard I tried, it just wouldn't work.

'Well, this fucking sucks.' I thought with a sigh. Figures, the one time I'm able to lucid dream and I screw it up immediately. Sounds like something I would definitely do, so it doesn't surprise me really.

'Welp, I'm not going to have fun now. May as well wake up and try to get the same dream again.' I've been able to do it a few times before, so why not now? Then again, knowing my luck, I won't get the same dream of a tall, sexy blue genie and instead I'll have a nightmare about being chased by a half dozen naked dudes wanting to have sex with me.

I tired to wake myself up like I have dozens upon dozens of times before when I noticed I was dreaming, but yet again I was left stumped.

It wasn't working. I was still here under the morning sun and waning broken moon. In fact, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't wake up.

Panic began to sink in. Something was wrong. Something was very, VERY wrong.

I tried pinching myself, but all that got was a wince of pain from me. I tried slapping myself afterwards, but all that did was just leave a red handprint across my face. I tried choking myself, but all it accomplished was leaving me gasping for breath as my vision started to go dark.

I tried everything I could think of to wake myself up, but no matter what I did. It. Just. Wouldn't. Work.

I tried calming myself down, but I was having a hard time with it. I know I shouldn't panic in these situations. I needed to calm down and think this through, but my mind was running high right now and I was much more emotional than I thought I should be. I've been lost in the woods before in the dead of night with no animal sounds whatsoever, my only companion a flashlight that barely even worked.

I've never been more scared in my life before that. I didn't really believe in the paranormal or tales of monsters in the dark, seeming more like stories to me more than anything, but I'd be damned if I didn't start believing then.

This wasn't nearly as bad as that. I just couldn't wake up, is all. No big deal. No sir, not at all. I'm sure it's happened to multiple people before.

So why the hell was I much more emotional? I've never really been emotional, so it doesn't make any sense whatsoever.

Unless… no, that's not possible. Is it?

I couldn't have. It was just a dumb CYOA. There's no way that I…

… It was better to make sure. And if what I thought was true actually is, then it made sense why Jinn disappeared all the sudden. In fact, it only gave it credence… in which case, I'm a fucking dumbass.

'Please tell me it isn't true, please tell me it isn't true.' I repeated to myself like a mantra as I focused in on myself.

My heart dropped.

There, pooling within me, were two things of energy. One, a cool, calm blue, and the other a hot, strong red.

My magic. And my aura…

…gods dammit all.

'Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! Shit! SHIT!' I mentally screamed in my mind as I reeled my hand back and thrust outwards in rage at the tree that I was standing under. My fist made contact, and the tree literally exploded.

It didn't even hurt. My vast aura reserves took it like a champ. The same can't be said for my psyche as I was finally starting to come to grips with myself…

…There is still one more thing I can test to make sure this isn't a test, but I'm grasping at straws at this point as I tried to deny the simple truth.

Dejectedly, I put my fingers in a 'cross' like hand sign that would look very familiar to a whole lot of weebs back home.

I focused in on my aura, and like I've done it a thousand times before, two clones suddenly appeared on either side of me like a shimmer instead of a cloud of smoke.

It was a little disorienting at first, but that's to be expected when you suddenly gain two new minds. I got over it quickly though as I looked at myself from two new angels, and from the looks of my clones, we were all thinking the same thing.

We were absolutely screwed, and it was all my fault.

I let out a deep breath and the clones disappeared once more. They were powerful, both having a third of my magic and aura reserves and two thirds of my physical abilities. Which, considering my build, was a fucking lot. I was basically the Naruto of Remnant, if I continued with my analogy from my clones.

I was going to need that bullshit luck of his as well. Every. Single. Bit.

But first, I needed to calm down, and I needed to do it right. It was easier said than done though considering one of the drawbacks I selected was to have heightened emotions, and right now I was feeling a lot of negative ones. There's also the fact that I made myself a Grimm magnet as well, along with making the Grimm, much, much stronger like the true dumbfuck I am.

I REALLY fucking hated myself for some choices in my build right now, but there was nothing I could do about it except deal with it.

Silver lining though was the fact that I picked the 'Extremely Easy' difficulty to give me more points in the COYA because I just love reading a power fantasy setting. Key word there is 'read' and not 'live.'... I'm really going to regret some of these decisions, I just know it.

But future me could deal with that, because right now present me needs to get this show on the road, and I need to do it now.
I looked down the hill I was on and I sighed in relief as I saw the large city in the distance. Vale.

I was able to choose where I started and thankfully Vale was an option, especially with the starting point I chose.

It was time to find a little shop called "From Dust Till Dawn" and meet up with the series main character, and hope and pray that I will be able to leech off her success…

… Oh who am I kidding. I made myself too big of a target for that, especially with one particular choice of mine in that damned CYOA.

Regium's POV

The City of Vale, not the country (though maybe the country as well), was actually quite beautiful. The buildings were nice and stylized, the streets were somewhat clean, and the general vibe of everyone was a sense of happiness.

The last part somewhat surprised me considering just where we were, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense that everyone was all happy looking.

The Grimm were generally attracted to those with negative emotions. At least, that's the way I remember it from the show, but I shouldn't rely on that considering how much I fucked with the world.

I digress. But back to my point, since Grimm were attracted to strong negative emotions, it would make sense for everyone trying to be upbeat and happy, especially with the power they have now.

The City of Vale was a testament to that line of thinking. Billboards that were in the city advertised water parks and the such, showing people having a grand ol' time at them. News Stations played heartwarming stories almost exclusively from what I saw, and there seemed to be some kind of stand selling tooth-aching candy around every corner, with a decent amount of kids getting a free treat from said vendors, much to their delight.

It seemed like a great place to be, but I knew for a fact that the illusion could be broken with a snap of a finger, especially as night approached.

That was about to be tested as well as I finally arrived at my destination. The place where it all started… a dusty little shop.

It really wasn't anything special from the outside looking in, just a regular old mom-and-pop shop that you could find in towns and such. Just that instead of interesting nick nacks to sell, the store instead sold weapons-grade dust…

You know, thinking of it now, it really wasn't all that different from a few of those shops back in the States.

Realization aside, I was still quite a bit nervous for the things to come. I mean, I would be in a fight soon, and aside from sparring with a few friends back home, I've never really been in a fight. Plus, I was also nervous because I was afraid that Ruby, and the rest of the main cast at that, had changed to much from the people I knew from the show, meaning that any meta knowledge I had of them is completely fucked, which meant that I can't exploit that possible advantage.

Oh, who was I kidding, I changed way too much for the characters to be the same. I would consider it a victory in itself if they kept even some of their personalities.

That was about to be put to the test though, as I squared my shoulders and steeled myself as I walked into the dust shop, with a ring of a bell announcing my arrival.

The inside was actually quite nice. Most of it was made of some kind of wood that gave off a homely feel, and it was also quite large. Then again, it would have to considering the amount of dust that was stored here.

Beyond that, it was also well lit and sold more than just dust, I noticed. There were a few magazines of different topics to my immediate right, and on a few shelves were some tacky home decor that I most certainly would put in my own home. I absolutely love home decor. If I had my own place, or money for that matter, I probably would have bought some of the stuff.

"Can I help you with anything, son?" An old man's voice called out to me. Looking in the direction of the voice, I let out a massive internal sigh of relief when I noticed that it was the same shopkeeper from the show. Small victories, I know, but I'll take anything I can get.

I shook my head, "No sir, I'm good. Just looking around if you don't mind."

He waved me off, "That's fine, son. Just don't break anything is all I ask. You want a snack and something to drink?" He asked with a raise of the brow.

I was a little caught off guard by the question, so it took me a moment to answer, "I don't have any linen on me, sir…"

A soft look came over the old man's face that made it seem like he was pitting me, but I didn't have enough pride to really care for that, "It's fine, son. It doesn't cost that much to replace it."

He turned around and opened a fridge with some water and unknown, but familiar, pops inside. He grabbed one of the water bottles, and after shutting the fridge door, opened another box and picked something out of it that reminded me of a chocolate bar of some kind.

Turning around, he said, "Catch." With that, he tossed the water bottle first, and once I caught that, he tossed the bar afterwards.

"On the house, and don't worry about repaying me. It's just a bottle of water and a snack." He said with a smile that reminded me very much of my late grandparents on both sides of my family.

I was determined and made it a personal mission of mine now to pay back his kindness ten fold. I even had some ideas on how to do it as well.

He continued, "If you're looking for company, there is a nice Wolf-Faunus girl in the back checking out some of the weapons catalogs that I have. Don't tell her I said this, obviously, but it looks like she could use someone to talk to. Maybe a friend. I would do it myself, but beyond our shared love of weapons, I don't think we'd have much in common." He ended with a chuckle.

My heart skipped a beat when he said Wolf-Faunus, and I immediately knew what he was talking about. I should know, I made the decision to turn her into one.

I didn't let it show on my face though. Instead, I just smiled warmly at the old shop keep, "I'll do that. Again, thank you so much for the free stuff."

He just smiled back at me warmly in that same grandfatherly tone and nodded my way and gestured towards where the person he was talking about was.

I internally sighed and decided to just bite the bullet and confront the consequences of my actions. With a final nod the shopkeeper's way, I turned around and made my way to where he indicated.

Rounding around a few shelves that had various products on them, I stop dead in my tracks at what I see. Well, more who I see.

There, standing up with some headphones on and reading a weapons catalog was a very beautiful girl.

She was short, at least a foot shorter than me if not more. She wore a predominantly black skirt with some red mixed in at the shoulders, cuffs, and very bottom of her skirt. On her back, she wore a red cape that if it was anyone else, then they wouldn't be able to pull it off. It really did look good on her. Her boots were the same story as her skirt, mostly black with red mixed in at the top and bottoms.

But despite her amazing outfit, I was more focused on her physical characteristics.

Most notably were both the wolf tail and ears on top of her head. Just like her short hair, they were mostly black, but the tips ended in dark red highlights that just made her pop out even more than she already did. It was easy to tell that she took good care of her hair, as it was almost shining despite the dark color. Both on top of her head and her wolf tail. It honestly made her look absolutely stunning.

From my angle, I could see that her eyes were a dazzling silver that left you almost entranced in their beauty and depth. Her face was just as stunning, having some of the softest features I've ever seen while at the same time holding a firmness that made you not want to underestimate her despite her soft looks.

Moving down, she actually had decently large breasts. Not big by any means, but bigger than most girls her age. Definitely another byproduct of my decisions in that CYOA though. Her waist was slim, and from my side profile of her, I could see that it spread out into some very large hips and an amazing ass that made you know for certain that she had an active lifestyle. She also had some nice thighs and to top it all off, her legs too were long.

If there ever was an eleven out of ten girl out there, it was her, and I was about to strike up a conversation.

Damn, how was I going to do this? It would be very awkward and weird for me to just walk up to her and start speaking. Come on, Regi, think…

I looked around the isle until I found exactly what I was looking for. Another weapons magazine. A plan began to hatch in my brain as I picked it up and approached the girl.

As I approached, I noticed that one of her wolf ears, the one nearest to me, twitched as it heard me approaching. Cute.

She looked over my way with both a curious and shy expression at the same time as she closed her catalog, though she saved the page by placing her thumb in it.

Reaching into one of her pockets, she paused whatever she was listening to and took out one of her earbuds.

"Yes? Can I help you?" Her voice was both soft yet had an undeniable energy to it.

I nodded and held up my magazine, "Yeah, you look like you know a lot about weapons and I was thinking about buying this one here. Do you recommend it?"

Gosh, this was so fucking awkward, but if it meant me getting an "in" into the plot, then I'll endure. Plus, the catalogue did look interesting from a glance, so I wasn't totally lying.

She looked at it curiously for a moment before her face lit up in recognition, "Yeah! That's a good one! I actually have a copy of it back home. It's got some amazing weapons and talks about some of the best Hunters and Huntresses out there!"

She came in with the save to make this conversation not weird as fuck with her bubbly energy as she geeked out over the catalogue that I was holding.

I handed it out to her, "Care to give me an example? I'm new to Vale and don't know much about anything here really." I asked, and while still somewhat shy, she took it without complaint.

She began to flip through the pages of the magazine as her tail started to wag in excitement, a small flush coming over her face as she realized it as well. It was honestly adorable, though I don't think she would appreciate the compliment.

She continued flipping and skimming pages as she spoke, "New to Vale, huh? Where exactly are you from?" She asked.

Thankfully I had an excuse that would actually work, as I heard about it a few times while walking through the streets of the city.

"I'm from the frontier, actually. Been there all my life." I said.

She looked up at me, eyes widened a little bit, "The frontier, huh? What's it like out there?"

I tried to keep calm as I spoke, because according to COYA her new Faunus features gave her the ability to smell emotions from people.

"Tough. Real though. The Grimm out there aren't any joke, that's for sure. Lost a lot of people out there." Gods, that was edgy…

Her tail immediately stopped wagging and her wolf ears flattened at what I said, and I felt like an asshole for bringing down the mood.

"Oh… I'm sorry I asked. Didn't mean to bring up any bad memories."

It actually felt like I kicked a puppy with the way her tone sounded, and for some reason I thought that made me racist. Speciests? Thought for later, as right now I wanted to save the conversation.

"It's fine. You didn't know, and while it is cynical of me to say, I didn't really allow myself to get close to many people for that exact reason."

Gods, that really sounded so fucking edgy. Wasn't I supposed to easily make friends now? That's what one of the choices on the COYA advertised, but I was starting to think I got ripped off.

"But, enough about me. Where are you from exactly?" I ask, trying to steer the conversation anywhere else.

She perked up a bit, happy as well to steer the conversation elsewhere as well, "I'm from Patch, actually. I'm here with my sister to get some school supplies that she'll need for Beacon Academy."

"Beacon huh? Pretty sure even I heard of that place. They train Huntsmen, right?"

I already knew the answer, but if I was going to play the country bumpkin card for my lack of identification, then I'll do it.

She nodded happily, and I was pleased to see her tail wagging again, "Yep! Some of the best Huntsmen in the world have come from Beacon, and my sister will be joining them!

"Not you?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

Her smile became more melancholic as she spoke, "No, unfortunately not. I'm not old enough to join, and by the time I'll be able to, she'll be in her third and final year."

"Damn, I hate to hear that for you. You two sound close."

"Don't swear!" She playfully exclaimed, causing me to roll my eyes as a smirk came over my face as she giggled at my reaction; a beautiful sound if there ever was one.

She stopped her giggling and continued, her smile going back to being small, "Thanks for the support though, I appreciate it. And yeah, we are close. I couldn't tell you how many times we snuck out of the house to hunt Grimm on our own, or if we were feeling really adventurous, we'd hit up one of the Dungeon's back home."

She chuckled at the end there, but I didn't as I felt my blood go cold at the mention of Dungeons. The CYOA didn't mention anything about Dungeons.

Shit.

"Hey, are you ok? You smell much more distressed." Her voice cut off my internal screaming and cursing and I mentally kicked myself once more for forgetting that she could now smell the emotions of people with that nose of hers. Also, what is up with that? Could dogs do that back home? Was it racist of me to think of her as a dog? So many questions, yet so few answers.

I shook my head, "Sorry about that. It's just… I lost a lot of people I knew to Dungeons." I talked out my ass, and I was mentally praying it worked.

It did, but I kicked myself again as her tail stopped wagging and her wolf ears flattened on top of her head, once again making me feel like an asshole.

"Oh… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it. I should have kno-"

"It's completely fine." I cut off her line of self deprecation before it could begin. "You couldn't have known. No harm no foul, am I right?"

Her smile returned somewhat, "I suppose so." She said, turning her head slightly away at the end.

An awkward silence soon fell over the both of us, and I fucking hate awkward silences. So, I decided to ask the question I've been dying to ask since I got here, even though I was sure I knew the answer already.

"Forgive my manners, but what's your name exactly? I forgot to ask in all the excitement."

She turned her head back to me as she spoke, "Ruby. Ruby Rose."

That's what I thought, even if I wished it weren't true. This all but confirmed that this was a different world from canon…

No use in crying over it though. Might as well make the best of it.

I held out my hand, "Name's Regium Violaceous. Though please, for the love of everything, call me Regi or Reg." I somewhat cringe at saying my name out loud. I love my parents, I truly do, but naming was NOT their strong suit.

She giggled once more at my pleading tone as she took my hand and shook it, "It's nice to meet you Regi, but I think your name sounds great! 'Royal Purple', is what it translates to, right?"

I chuckle a bashful laugh and do that tick of mine of scratching the back of my head as I spoke once more, "Stop, or you'll make me blush."

She giggled once more.

I continued, "But yeah, it means something like that. Though it's not as beautiful as Ruby Rose."

She actually flushed at that and looked away nervously as her tail began to wag even more, much to her visible chagrin if the way she stared at it, all but commanding it to stop with just her beautiful silver eyes. Alas, her body didn't care about her embarrassment and her tail wagged happily anyway.

I just chuckled and finally let go of her hand, "I hope you don't mind if I pick your brain a bit more on what Vale is like considering I've lived in the boonies all my life. Anything you know would be useful." I said casually, not feeling tense for the first time since I got here.

"Honestly we probably know about the same amount. Patch isn't exactly well known itself, and if it wasn't for our Dungeon's, we probably would have been forgotten about by now."

"Well, maybe we can learn together? I'm still waiting to see what you found interesting in that magazine I handed you." I teased, pointing at said magazine.

Ruby flushed even more when she realized that she had, in fact, completely forgotten all about the magazine, causing me to laugh at her expense.

"Sorry about that." She said, somewhat embarrassed as she began flipping through the pages again.

"It's fine. I was too busy conversing with a good looking girl to notice it either."

I cackled once more when she somehow got even more red. Playfully flirting and teasing her was fun, I've come to find, and it seems she didn't mind it either.

Regium's POV

After I was through teasing her, Ruby did show me what she was talking about in the catalogue she was talking about, and it spiraled from there.

To say I learned a lot from her was the understatement of the century. I learned more from our conversation than I did my entire time walking the streets of Vale.

To start, there were more monsters than just Grimm, though they weren't considered as nearly as deadly as the Grimm.

They were also your standard fantasy monsters as well. Goblins, Orcs, Centaurs, Minitours, the whole nine yards. They were, on average, not as strong as the Grimm and could only be found in Dungeons.

That's not to say that they can't be powerful. Far from it, as I learned of something called "Dungeon Breaks" from Ruby, and it was just as terrifying as it sounded. Basically, if a Dungeon wasn't cleared regularly, then there was a chance that the creatures in the Dungeon could break out in hordes and lay waste to the surrounding area. They didn't happen regularly, thank the gods, and an experienced enough Huntsmen team could take them on, but they were still a significant threat that couldn't be taken lightly.

We would have talked about more than just that, and we just about did as Ruby finished up explaining some of the rewards she got from a Dungeon Dive one time, but we were rudely interrupted by what I was waiting for this entire time.

"-And that's how Yang go- oh? Can I help you sir?" Ruby cut herself off as she stared at something behind me, and my heart leaped in my chest.

Turning around, my suspicions were proven correct as a large man in a white mask approached us.

He said, "Alright kids, don't do anything rash and just hand over all your valuables."

He had his weapon out and aimed right at us, and I was willing to admit that my heart was pounding in my chest right now.

Ruby and I looked at each other, then back to the man, then back to each other again. Finally, Ruby turned towards the man one more time and said the famous line, "Are… you robbing us?" Well, a famous line that was slightly changed, at least.

The man, clearly irritated, spoke harshly, "Yes, I am! Now hurry up and hand over your stuff before I blast you kids!"

Ruby looked back to me once more, and despite the tense situation, smirks came over both our faces at the same time, such was Ruby's energy. We understood each other perfectly then.

My leg lashed out in a picture perfect sidekick and slammed into the man at lightning speeds, his aura visibly shimmering at the blow as he went flying down the aisle. Thank the gods for that option that let me virtually know every martial art from back on Earth.

I turned back to a slightly stunned Ruby, and I couldn't help the grin on my face as I reached behind myself and took a small, purple cube from one of my pockets. I clicked a series of combinations on it, and from the cube it was, it changed into a mighty war axe as tall as me and weighing a metric shitton. Despite that though, I barely even felt the weight. I didn't know how the CYOA was going to do my weapon, but I must say that it passed with flying colors from me.

"Ready to go whoop some ass?" I asked, smile still on my face.

"Language." Ruby simply stated as she reached behind herself and retrieved her iconic weapon. Crescent Rose.

It shifted just like mine, and from the boxy appearance it first had, it changed into a tall scythe that looked absolutely potent. She nodded my way, her smile growing.

I didn't need to be told anything else as I turned around and made my way down the aisle to see that the man I kicked was just now recovering, with a few men in similar attire helping him up.

"That was quite rude, you know." A voice called out.

Looking over, my grip on my weapon tightened as I saw who it was. Roman Torchwick.

He looked exactly as he did from the show. Bowler hat, snappy suit, nice cane, and who could ever forget his ginger hair and smug smile.

"And you are?" I ask with a raise of my brow.

"Roman Torchwick. Nice to make your acquaintance, Purple Guy, Little Red. You do know it's rude to kick people down aisles, you know?" My lip twitched at his nickname for me as he bowed our way before straightening himself up and looking over towards his downed man.

The shopkeeper was currently trying to sneak his way out the back, and due to his kindness towards me, I made it a point to not destroy his shop too much.

"You're man was the one that threatened us!" Ruby exclaimed from beside me, Crescent Rose in hand and primed to cause havoc. She honestly sounded cute when she was angry, but I didn't say that obviously.

"Well, I do apologize for interrupting you two's little date." Ruby sputtered, "That was quite rude, I admit, but you still should have just handed over your stuff. Now, we're going to have to beat you down."

The man that I kicked was firmly on his feet once more, and he looked absolutely pissed as he stared me down, and his friends beside him didn't look too happy either.

The grip on my weapon tightened.

"Boys." Roman said, "Get them."

Well, that's the chapter. I hope you enjoy it!

I'm going to be honest and say I really enjoyed writing this. When I was doing the CYOA, I was just doing it for shits and giggles, but as I said above, I got to thinking about it, and realized I could make a fic out of this. Now here we are, lol.

I was tempted to remove the Futanari aspect of this, and if I want more people to read the story then I probably should, but in the end I decided against it. I created this story with sexy fun time of male-on-futanari (Which there is hardly any), so I'm going to stick to it, lol.

Like I said above and what was in the chapter, this isn't the Remnant that we know. Far from it actually. I'll give a hint and say we won't exclusively be on Remnant. Another clue as to what I mean. Look up the anime Gate. Yeah, that was one of the options in the CYOA, and what ultimately pressed me into writing this. Take note however this isn't a Gate fic. I just stole the gate idea from it. Needless to say, but our main character and the supporting cast are in for one hell of a time.

I'm actually going to try to go back to my roots and make really long chapters like this one. I miss doing that kind of thing with Sisters for Life and I hope to replicate that. So, don't expect many chapters, but do expect them to be long.

I also tried to do what many of you suggested and take things a little slower and flesh out stuff like character descriptions in this chapter. It's been my number one critique, and I hope to remedy that. So, tell me if I succeeded or not. I would highly apricate it.

Like always, tell me what you liked about the chapter and what you didn't. I can't learn if I don't, so don't hold back. Also, if you have any suggestions or questions, shoot them my way. I'll be more than happy to hear them and answer them.

Now, question for today!

Who is your favorite RWBY Character?

Personally, mines got to be Ruby, but I would love to hear your all's favorites!

But, that's all I got for you for today. So, until next time, and have an amazing day!