Chapter 1

I see him again taking aim with his bow at a bunch of mercenaries traveling in a convoy to nearby city inattempt to start a civil war.

I can clearly see from his face that he has done this countless of time, his stone face fixed in a neutral expression. Uncaring even.

Though it didn't matter as he let his arrow fly.

He had already left his position of where he shot from in favor of another. He took aim with his bow yet again, but this he aims for all the soldiers in the area.

He notches his bow and aims at one of them.

He lets it fly.

And the man falls dead.

The rest, surprised and panicked as they desperately tried find where the shooter came from.

But alas, they could not find him. And one by one he picked them off, till none remains.

He lowered his bow and released a sigh. He done his job and he is being called back. It was a relatively short mission compared to the others I've seen. But still one he keeps in his memories.

As I watch the Counter Guardian disappear I look over towards the many dead bodies that littered the area and had a thought.

'Did it really pained you kill these people? Because I don't feel anything.'

And with that final thought I awoke.

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Golden eyes stared at the ceiling set in a neutral expression, having been awoken by the Dream Cycle wasn't a uncomfortable accurence anymore, it's more like a new learning experience if anything.

The Counter Guardian had no doubt been doing his job for eons, if not more, so I never really run out of new things to see. Whether they be good or bad, it is never decided. Though it's mostly the latter.

I reached for my scroll that lay on my nightstand and checked what time it is. It says 3:52 am, a little over 3 hours after I slept. As a Demi-Servant, a human housing a soul of a Servant within them, I don't need much sleep, I only need about roughly 3 hours of sleep and that could last me for about a week before I feel tired. The same goes for eating, while it is necessary I don't need to eat much, the Prana in the air is more than enough to sustain me. Weirdly enough.

But I digress, I have more than 2 and a half hours left before sunrise and with everyone still being asleep all the activities I could do are limited to something that doesn't make to much noise.

I got off my bed and looked around for something to pass the time with. My feet ended up taking me to my desk where lay a device that had been commissioned by one of my very few customers. I had nearly forgotten about it.

It's strangely similar to the Hidden Blade from Assassins Creed. My customer was an aspiring huntress who was going to enroll in Beacon Academy this year and asked me if I could make a mechanical weapon. She showed me the blueprints of it and I nearly laughed when I saw it. Needless to saw I took on the project and asked to be payed only when I show her and is satisfied with the finish product.

I sat down and grabbed the Hidden Blade, I only need to attach a few more mechanical parts and it's finished. While it did cross my mind to add to my arsenal, I ultimately decided against it. While I admit it is useful, theres very little it can do outside assassinations and possible sneak attacks. Maybe a few cheap stabs here and there but when you can make sword out of thin air? Yeah, don't need it.

Click

And with that final mechanism in place the Hidden Blade is finished, I have really have out done myself this time. Or maybe I over did it. I set a reminder on my scroll to notify my customer that the product is finished. No one likes reciving a call at *looks at scroll* 4:24 am.

I stood up from my desk and made my way to my closet. I picked up a black tank and began changing into that. As I took off my shirt I stopped halfway once I saw my reflection on the mirror. The scars that litter my body where always a sight to see, but to most individuals they'll most likely be horrified at the sight.

I took off my shirt and examined my scars once more. I started from the bottom, a slash mark from the right of my hip to my stomach, a stab under my left rib, three claw marks on my left chest, a large stab wound on my heart and finally a slash from my right shoulder going down to my chest, overlapping the three claw marks.

I turned around and looked at my back, whipped marks from that time I was captured and tortured and three more claw marks, this time from my left shoulder blade going all the way to my tail bone.

My arms were probably the only part of my body that has the least amount of scars. Both of them sported some slash marks, more on my left rather on my right though, since I'm left handed, I instinctively use my dominant hand for blocks.

'It's all thanks to Avalon that I stopped getting new scars. I'm really glad that I met those fairies.' Lucis thought as he placed a hand on his chest and felt Avalon's presence from within him.

When I first got here, I thought that I'd start over with a new body. Seeing as I had a child form it was just the logical conclusion. But it wasn't, my body just reverted into a child's one, thus keeping all previous scars I've obtained. Albeit they're a bit more faded now. It was a heavy ordeal trying to convince Mom not to hunt down the "One's who did this to me" when in actuality the ones responsibile where already dead. By me or my allies.

I sighed and put on my tank top and headed out back. There, a perfect place for my mind to wander while keeping my hands busy. My Forge. Yes, a Forge. An open Forge to be precise. Complete with all the necessary tools for blacksmith. Or at least, a guy with an Item Creation skill. Ranked A. Yes, I'm gloating.

'I have about 2 hours before I make breakfast.' Lucis mused. 'I guess I'll make something simple.'

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Item Creation- it is the skill to manufacture magical items, from implements of war to items for daily use.

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Knock Knock Knock

Three heads briefly stopped eating and turned towards the knocking coming from the door. Their mother stood up after giving a quick gesture to Lucis and his sister to continue eating while she went to answer the door.

Lucis already knew that there were people coming, his Presence Detection Skill wasnt just for telling. And even if he didn't the Bounded Field he placed around his house, as crudely as it was, would have definitely alerted him of any intruder that would dare cross the boundaries of his home.

'Never had a problem with burglars ever since.' Lucis thought as he took another spoonful of his breakfast.

Her mother reached the front door and opened it, slowly. In his mind a plethora of swords came forth, ready to strike down the unknown individuals if they proved to be a threat. While his Bounded Field didn't detect any ill intent it can't hurt to be prepared and his Presence Detection, not in its current Rank at least, can identify people he hasn't met yet.

"Who is it?" I asked while subconsciously curling my hand, grasping a handle that has yet to exist. I moved my body in the direction of the door, ready to move.

My mother seem to have froze a bit before stuttering out an apology and opened the door to reveal the guest. What greeted my eyes is what I could describe as... trouble. Expected, but trouble nonetheless.

Inwardly I sighed in slight irritation. I didn't let my guard down though, not to these people I won't.

I stood up and walked towards the guest, "So," I began as I stood straight and looked at our visitors in the eye. "What is the Headmaster of Beacon Academy doing in a place like this?"

The man stood there with a smile on his face, next to him was woman with blonde hair dressed in an attire that would describe her as a teacher, Glynda Goodwitch.

"Good Morning young man," Ozpin greeted me. "We were hoping we could talk to you about something that occurred last night."

At that statement my mother gasp and gave me a critical look. "Sweetie, I thought you said you were just going out for a walk." She said before pinching my cheek. "You have a lot of explaining to do young man."

Even though I have the durability of a servant, for some strange reason when my mothers angry her strength surpasses me.

"Ahh~ Mom, not in front of guest."

Try as I may I could not let the woman's grip on my cheek loosen, in fact it tightened earning another yelp from me.

The Headmaster chuckled at the sight and even Miss Goodwitch seemed to be holding in her laughter, evident by her small smile. "Miss Clovites, I can assure you that you're son hasn't done anything illegal if that is what your thinking. In fact he has done a good deed if anything." Hearing that my mother let go of my cheek. Damn, that hurts like a bitch.

"What was my son doing last night Mr. Ozpin?"

Wordlessly, Miss Goodwitch handed him a scroll. A little button presses and the scroll shows an image of me drawing my bow. There's no crackle yet, but I'm sure they saw if they reviewed it thoroughly. The picture moved again showing Ruby being swarmed by the goons, the next image showed how my arrows destroyed their weapons.

I look back at Ozpin with a raised brow who in turn just gave a knowing smile. I looked at Miss Goodwitch who seemed to be impressed with my display of skill. And finally I looked my mother who's eyes shined. A cold shiver ran down my back.

"We were hoping that you could tell us what you were doing in such a place and doing such a thing." Ozpin said with a smile.

Seeing as I have no way out of this I relented. "Ok, what do you want to know?"

"Well," Ozpin began as he tapped his cane. "What were you doing at that night and why did you involve yourself with Ms. Rose? The person you helped."

I scratched the back of head and held in a sigh. "Well, I was on my way back home after a nightly walk outside. I take those usually to clear my head. Since it was already night and I really wanted to get home I hopped on top of the rooftops to travel faster."

"Then I saw some shady looking people walk into the Dust store, thinking that they were up to no good I waited a little to see if they were gonna rob the place." At this point my mother paid even more attention. Most likely worried for my sake.

"They did, but I didn't expect for a little girl with a huge scythe to take them all on. Seeing as the girl was struggling I decided to help out. From a distance that is. And you all know the rest."

Ozpin nodded at that final bit. "I see, thank you young man. You did a good thing, helping out Miss Rose like that."

Beside me, my mother bopped her head in agreement. "Yep, that's my son for you!" She said brightly.

I shrugged. "It's what any normal person would do... I think."

'Well, any person with a motive at least.'

"Indeed." Ozpin, agreed. "You seem to have a good sense of justice and with the skill to back it up. May I ask where you learned Archery?" When I gave a questioning stare he elaborated. "It is uncommon for people to still use a bow over Firearms nowadays."

If one would bother to notice you could see that he's discreetly fishing out info out of me. Now, I know Ozpin is VERY old. So he must have experience in this kind of situations. Me? I do have some, but I usually kill the person rather than talk to them.

I shifted my posture a bit and opted a more relaxed stance. "I usually do archery as a form of meditation. I then discovered that I was apparently too good at it and from then on I just kinda rolled with it."

I can see Ozpin nodding in understanding and Goodwitch simply raising her eyebrow in surprise or absurdity I don't know. Women where a lot harder for me to read. Maybe that's just an Emiya trait.

"I see." Ozpin said while standing up. "In that case would you be interested in coming to my school?"

I faked a pause, thinking that he cought me by surprise while my mother let out a surprised gasp. "Why?" I questioned.

"Well, why not?" He said with a smile. "I see someone with great potential to do good. I've read some of your files, or lack there of if I'm being completely honest, and it doesn't matter to me if you don't have any background education relating to combat." He then showed me the scroll with the image of me shooting the bow. "Your skill with a bow has already showed us enough, especially if it's good enough to disarm every hoodlum there."

I stared at the man with a neutral expression, my eyes blank as I think about what he said. His offer didn't surprise me at all, in fact I had anticipated it the very moment he came here. Almost every individual that has the capability to fight as well as I will be invited to attend beacon to fight for HIS cause.

No. What I was thinking about is how much skill I unconsciously showed last night. No one, at least someone my age, should posses such proficiency with a bow to disarm a dozen or so armed thugs from 500 meters away. The mere sound of it already seemed ridiculous. You could probably hit them with a sniper given that you have a great position. But with a Bow?

...I've cought his interest. I can see it in his eyes. It's almost the same look that every higher being I've faced gave me. It sickens me to no end.

But enough of my past let's focus on the present. Or more specifically the thing in front of me.

"Can you give me a day to think abo-" I was rudefully cut off by hand covering my mouth.

"He'll go!" My mom said in an excited tone that surprised not only me but apparently the little kitten that had snuck it's way here.

"What!?" Sarah's shouted questioningly.

I tried asking as well but the only thing that was heard was the muffled sound of my voice. I pried my mothers hand off my mouth. "What?" I asked after sucking in some air.

"My son would be happy to go to Beacon."

"Mom?" I didn't like where this is going.

Ozpin nodded his head. "Then it's settled." He said before facing with a smile and placing his free hand on my shoulder. "Welcome to Beacon."

In complete disbelief I wordlessly looked over to Goodwitch, who just smiled. "We will see next week for the initiation." Her eyes then turned sharp. "Please don't be late. I will not excuse tardiness."

And with that both of the most troublesome guest we've had turned to the door and left with a wave and some goodbyes. That was without a doubt the quickest visit we've had. The sound of the door closing brought me back to reality, silently wishing that it hadn't.

'What on Remnant just happened?'

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Presence Detection- is the ability to detect other Servants and local Mana sources. Though as of right now Lucis can use it to detect people and differentiate people who has their aura unlocked and those who don't. He can also sense the Grimm for some reason. His range is roughly 6 km.

'It's never a good idea to play hide seek with me. You lost is guaranteed.'

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"What was that all about?"

After our talk with the immortal headmaster we resumed our eating our breakfast. It only after we were eating the we decided to discuss the elephant in the room.

Right now I was sitting cross legged at the only table in the dining room, my mother and sister sitting together on the opposite side. My mother looks unperturbed while Sarah was glaring at me with puffed cheeks. I made eye contact with her but she just looked away with a huff.

It looked down right adorable in my opinion.

The seemingly long silence was broken by the mother who gave me a soft. "I think you should go dear. I think this is a good opportunity for you. You can finally go to school again, well a hunters academy but my point still stands." Her smile faltered as she looked down. "After all, you didn't have normal childhood because of me..." she said quietly.

And it was at this point Lucis knew where this conversation was heading. He stood from his chair and looked at his mother dead in the eye.

"How many times do I have to tell you? I wasn't your fault." He said in a loud yet gentle voice. "You collapsed. You were tired. You hit your limit. And I willingly took the responsibility to look after this family. You tried stopping me but I didn't listen. It was all me, so don't go start blaming yourself for that. That was all in the past now. No need to beat yourself up over it."

He sat back down with a tired sigh. He had say all those things everytime she was about to blame herself. Looking over I could clearly see that her mood had flipped, her smile returned, but I could see the slightest bit of guilt in there.

'Let's change the subject.'

"So, Beacon. Never thought you'd make me attend." I said out loud. Knowing my mother she won't allow me to not go, so there's little point in discussing the topic any further. While going to Beacon has its ups and down, I'll just be wasting my time there. I'll be very limited in what I can do. They'll have cameras all around, one wrong move and I could expose some of my magic to the wizard. It was then I noticed that Sarah was staring at me weirdly. "What's up Sarah?"

Sarah in turn just straight up ignored me. She wouldn't even make eye contact with me. This is surprising because this is the first time she's even done this sort of thing. She's usually more vocal, I mean the kid talks a lot. Usually. When I'm around anyways. But to just straight ignore me?

"Sarah you know I won't understand things unless you tell me." I said to her. "And don't go saying that it's nothing. Don't go try and avoid the question or else I'll stop making the Super Sarah Cupcakes anytime soon."

That seemed to have worked, she flinched and froze at my words. Mom giggled lightly, her previous worries seemed to have vanished.

"Now sweetie," Mom scoots in close to Sarah and placed her hands on her shoulders. "I know why you're upset but you have to understand. You're Big Brother never went to school like you are now, and that's probably why he has only two friends-"

"Hey."

"It wouldn't be fair like that now, would it?" She finished as she smiled her. Sarah lost most of her pout and just began to look more sad.

"I don't want Nii-chan to go."she mumbles. "I want him here. I don't want him to go anywhere."

'So that's why...'

"Sarah..." I stared at my sister trying to find the right words to say to her. Eventually I just spoke what's on my mind. "It's not like I'll be gone forever. Beacon is actually pretty close. It's just one bullhead ride from here to there actually. And I planed on coming here during the weekends anyways."

Sarah sets her gaze on me. "You're going to come back?" I nodded in resolute. "Promise." I nodded again. "Super Sarah Cupcakes promise?"

I chuckled lightly, "Yes. Super Sarah Cupcakes promise."

She then smiled at me. The biggest smile I've seen all day and I just couldn't help but smile myself. It was at this point in time that I considered that smile as 'Precious'. Yes, it is something very precious to me. Something that in my worthless life can fight for. So with all my strength, I will protect that smile.

Why? Well the answer is quite simple actually.

Because it is my duty as a Big Brother.

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After discussing my admission to Beacon I headed up to my/Sarah's room. I immediately summoned my book and checks its contents.

"Nothing." I muttered.

I snap the book shut and let it fade away. I'll be attending Beacon. I have received no mission or quest from the book, I'll be going there with no direction at all. If I'm lucky, I could avoid getting tangled up in the main plot... No, knowing me I'll end up getting involved one way or another.

I sat down on my bed and opened my Dimensional Storage. Shocked that I can do this? Well, so was I at first. The Dimensional Storage, DS for short, is actually a magic spell I learned from one the previous worlds I've been to. Its main use is to store any item you wish. It's actually a pretty basic spell, one of the reasons that I could learn it easily. It's where I store all my items, tools, weapons and even materials I've collected throughout my travels are stored. I couldn't understand the specifics of it, no matter how hard I try I just couldn't comprehend it since I wasn't native to that world.

I grabbed a very Familiar looking device. It's was my phone. My Samsung Galaxy S9 to be exact. One of the very few items that was with me went this whole shindig happened. Although it's looking a bit worse for wear now given how old it is. I regularly reinforce this and do repairs every once in a while so that it won't break. Right now it has a battery that can be charged using mana, I made it myself.

I used to take photos in every world I've been to. But I've stoped after the fourth world, seeing as there's no point in doing it anymore. It's not like I can just show this to people. I just mainly use to listen to music or play my offline games. Thank god I installed emulators in this thing. Nice job past me!

But I'm getting off topic. I boot up my phone and went to my gallery. And check all the photos that were of me in my original world.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing there. Oh don't get me wrong, the photos are still here but... all the photos that have me were all heavily blurred out, almost in an unrecognizable state. I can make out simple details like hair and eyes color, since I'm white as fuck, but anything else is completely blurred. Everyone else is fine except for me.

Why just me?

I remember asking that question over and over in the past but I never really did know why so I gave up and moved on. The only thing I didn't lose then is my name.

Okay. Enough reminiscing about the past. After applying a little reinforcement I placed my phone back in the DS and laid down on my bed thinking about Beacon.

"Fuck. I'm really going, huh?" I said to myself. "This entire event just messed up my plans." I fell back on my bed face first. Maybe a good nap will help east my worries. Although it seems that wouldn't even get that due to an alarm that went of from my scroll.

"That's right. I have a delivery to make."

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"So, how is it? If there are any problems tell me immediately."

I sat at my couch as I took a sip of my cup of joe. I watched my "customer" fiddle with the Hidden Blade. The Blade showed and hidden itself a couple of time before my customer gave a satisfied nod.

"Good work as always, Lucis." My customer said in a satisfied tone. "You really know how to make a girl happy."

"Enough with your jokes Claire. If your satisfied then give the compensation so I can go to bed." I put down the cup and crossed my arms.

"After having a cup of coffee?" She questioned. I just shrugged and took another sip.

Claire Cyan, is the customer that I was talking about. She and I are about the same age. She has long blue messy hair that's tied into a ponytail with an orange ribbon. She wears a weird type of body suit that looks tight but is actually flexible considering what's it's made out of. Kinda reminds me of a modern day ninja. She's also my neighbor and childhood friend.

"Of course, Of course." She said with wave before leaning forward, giving me a great view of her ample breast. "So, which one you want? The money or me?"

Irritated, I stood up and grabbed her rabbit ears and started tugging it.

Did I neglect to mention that's she's also a Faunus?

"Ow ow ow!"

"The money if you would."

"Okay okay! Just let go of me first." She pleaded as she tried to remove my grip on her ears.

I complied and sat back down. She rubbed her ears while muttering stuff like "Idiot" and "Ear puller" but that all flew over my head.

"Seriously Lulu, if this is how you treat girl then I'm worried that you won't get a girlfriend." She said as she handed me the lien.

I pocketed the lien. No need to check because I trust Claire that she gave me the right amount. "I have no interest in getting a relationship and what did I say about calling me that?"

Claire just giggle.

"So," Claire started. "I heard from your mom that your going to beacon. What's that's all about? I thought you said you weren't interested?"

I sighed. "I wasn't. I was my mother's idea. And you now as well as I do that there's no convincing her once she's made up her mind." I omitted the fact about the headmasters visit lest I want this conversation to drag out any longer than it should.

"You know..."

"Hmm?" I look up to see Claire acting a little nervous for some reason. She was looking away while poking her index fingers together. I also noticed that she has a faint hue of pink on her face.

"I'm... glad that you're... going." She muttered quietly, if I hadn't reinforced my hearing I would have heard her. Maybe she thinks I can because her hearing is better than mine. "Maybe we... could finally spend... m-more time t-together. Y-you know, like when we were kids." Her voice grew quieter and quieter with each passing sentence making me very glad that I reinforced my hearing.

"Yeah. Just like the old day." I was unaware of the smile the crept up on my face, thought Claire wasn't.

"Alright, get out so I can finally go to bed. Today has been so taxing on my mental fortitude. So if you could."

Claire giggled and made her way towards the door.

"See you soon, Lulu!" That blasted nickname. But before I can call her out she had already left.

A sigh escaped my lips and I sat back down. I was going to beacon. That was that. I'll most likely involve myself in the main plot just so I could steer it in my direction. The butterfly effect is gonna be a bitch. But if I keep the changes to minimal I may still hold the advantage.

I wonder how life would treat me in Beacon?

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The Bullhead. A highly advance carrier that can transport a large amount of people and still have some legroom to walk about. Though this type of bullhead, the one that I'm currently on along with the future students of Beacon, is a transport type that was specifically made to carry such large amounts of passengers. And one of those passengers is Me, staring out at the one of the many windows of the aircraft.

A week can fly by when you're not paying attention. Which I spend mostly doing nothing other than what I usually do. Mom and Sarah saw me off a little while ago but not before Sarah giving me a little farewell present.

I absently rubbed the earring on my left ear. Apparently the little kitten gave me an earring as a farewell present. She wore one while I wore the other. It's a little pink lotus flower design. Simple and nice. She said that even if we're apart we'll always be together through this earrings. I was so moved by what she said that I placed it on my ear right then and there. I had to reinforce it so that it wouldn't break upon impact. Right now it doesn't looked out of place considering what I'm wearing.

Speaking of my attire, I was currently garbed in my True Battle outfit. The Red Holy shrouds were back were they belong. The tail coat was wrapped snugly around my waist as is the arm sleeve on my left arm and the headband on my head. It honestly felt weird at first without these. It's like a part me was missing or incomplete... And I also felt kinda naked without them too.

The Holy Shrouds are nothing more than conceptual weapons at best that resist any negative effect directed towards me. They have very little magical resistance and no physical resistance. This was used by the church after all and they specialized in dealing with the vampires being rather than mages. I think, I'm a little iffy on my Type-Moon lore.

I continue to stare out the window until a familiar voice caught my attention.

"So you really are attending Beacon, huh?" The voice, definitely male, can be heard to my left along with the sounds of foot prints coming closer. "And here I thought you said you weren't interest?"

I snorted at that comment before shooting back my own. "And here I thought you'd be emptying your guts in the bathroom right now."

"After being chained by the leg and getting tossed around in the air?"

I let out a chuckle at the memory. I tore my gaze from the window and face the person speaking to me.

"Yes, I guess after that experience someone would most definitely get cured of their motion sickness." I let out another chuckle. "How have you been, Jaune?"

Clad in a familiar regal looking armor of blue and silver, in which the blonde haired boy closely resemble a certain King of Knights, is Jaune Arc. Only son of the Arc family, aspiring huntsman, and both my only trustworthy friend and disciple.

He shrugged and let out a smile. "I've been better."

Our meeting was entirely coincidence, by pure chance. And something that I fully exploited. I was 10 at the time when I worked as delivery boy, I managed to fool my employer that I had a speed-based semblance which allowed me to travel far faster than a normal bullhead.

One day while I was on the job I was asked to deliver a parcel to the Arc family. Knowing my chancing of meeting Jaune at a young age were extremely slim back then, I took the job immediately. After traveling at full speed for over two hours straight I finally made it to the Arcs and that's where I had met Jaune.

From then on we became fast friends and I pushed him into becoming a huntsman. Even as to go far as unlocking his Aura for him. I trained him, thought him some proper etiquette and crafted his weapons and armor that he now wore today.

"So, how your mom and Sarah?" Jaune asked as he took the spot next to me.

I sighed. "Mother is doing fine, and Sarah had grown quite a lot since you visited. You should come over next time."

"Of course. Just be sure not to invite Claire again. Seriously, why is that girl so perverted?"

"You can blame her dad for leaving all of his porno mags out and about. Talk about bad parenting am I right?"

We shared a laughter as we continued catching up throughout the flight, I wasn't until a holographic projection of Goodwitch played giving a message to all the passengers on board.

"Lucis look," Jaune called as he looked through the window. "Its beacon, we're finally here."

"Yeah." I stare out the window to see Beacon Academy in all its glory. From here on I'll be living a life of a honest to good huntsman I'm training. Yeah right. The bullhead lands and everyone onboard begins to depart.

"And so it begins."

[STORY END]

Heya guys! Been a while huh? I honestly got no excuse to use other than my real life problems, my job for one. I work the graveyard shift which makes it difficult for me stay awake at certain times. The other is that I just lost the will to write. A writers block if you would, I just couldn't find it in me to write since I would always compare my story to others out there. Much more better and fleshed out ones. But I've come to realized that how I write is just fine. Perfectly fine. So I'm trying my best at continuing my story. The next chapter to Akame ga Kill - Why Me? might come out Saturday or earlier if I have the time.

Anyways that's all I have to say, and also please keep leaving reviews. It fuels me!

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