"My time, in this Void, is ending. By death or otherwise, I do not know. But for once in my life, it puts fear into my very being. For once, in the thousands of years in this… Void, I fear to think what will become of me. But that is for another conversation, a conversation I hope we have another time." His blackened eyes turns to me, as before he was staring off into the Void behind me, almost as if he was reminiscing. "I come before you, due to the fact that you maybe the only living bearer of my mark, who is skilled enough, more connected to the Void, and most notably, one who disdains me the least. That is why I am here, to entrust you with this task, my last quest, and quite possibly, the only task I regret not completing. This quest will determine the fate of this world, and the Void itself."

He stops hovering, as he plants his feet before me. He walks towards me, as he now stands a couple feet in front of me. "I know that you recognize this relic." He lifts his right hand up, as stone particles appears from his grasp. The Void particles form a twin-bladed knife. "This ritual knife was used to create us. To create me, it is now going to be used as the weapon to permanently kill me ." He turns to me. "Yes, us, I was not the only one who was sacrificed that day. Throughout the time, not only I spent the thousands of years observing and giving various individuals my mark. But I spent those years expunging the mere mention of the other that was sacrificed. With the annals cleared of her name, the mere mention of her is impossible, with the only shred of proof left of her existence in this world... is here." He points his left index finger to his head.

He places his hand down, and resumes. "I need you to retrieve this twin-bladed knife, and as you may have realized, it can kill me, and the other. That blade, is the only weapon that can kill her. Retrieve it, through any means necessary." A short pause later, he continued. "Once it is done, head to mountains in Karnaca, there you will find a mining camp, the Shindaery Mining Camp. It is where mortals such as yourself can enter the void."

"Where exactly am I going?" I ask.

He looks at me more intently. His blackened eyes staring into my very core, my very soul. "There is a reason why it is universally called, 'The Void.' It is because; that is what it is, a void, a gap. The mortar that connects the very bricks that holds an entire building. The ocean that separates islands and nations from one another, yet it connects the whole world together. The very space that connects yet separates celestial bodies in the universe. The Void is always there, and seems impossible to destroy. Until recently."

His body quickly dissolves, as he displaces himself from a couple feet in front of me, to the cliff side behind me, overseeing the Void. "Far beyond The Void, there is a world. A world that is a former remnant of itself. Much to my dismay, the woman you are tasked to kill is growing in power, and threatens The Void in its entirety." He turns to me. "Travel to this 'Remnant,' kill the woman."

"Am I to complete this task alone?"

"There is already a man there bearing my mark, or used to be, who I tasked to kill her. But he seems to be having trouble, as centuries have past and yet he has not completed it." He teleports closer. "My only regret, in the four thousand year existence in this Void, is never having the chance, or will, to defeat her. Since it is nearing my time, and many bearers of my mark have come and gone, you maybe the only one who can complete this task."

"If that is so, why haven't you given this twin-bladed knife to the man who is tasked to kill this woman?"

He looks at his hand, summoning his miniature knife again. "This blade was lost in time, and I personally wanted to be kept that way. One who wields it can not only gain similar powers to one who bears my mark, such as yourself. But also has the potential to kill me, that is why I entrusted it's existence to the few who worshipped me, who would never think to ever eliminate me." He turns to me. "The man in Remnant is one who does not hold me I the highest regard." I gave the Outsider an understanding nod.

"How do you know that I do not wish to kill you once I retrieve the knife?" The Outsider raised an eyebrow. Then I remembered that I am in the Void. "Nevermind… forgot everyone is an open book in this place."

Then, The Void around us shutters. An eerily loud ear-piercing screech erupted around us. I quickly shut my ears in a vain attempt to block out the sound from rupturing my ear drum. I look up to see the Outsider looking around us, as if the sound was not even affecting him. Then, only mere moments later, the sound ceased to exist. I look around, to search for a source of any type to explain such occurrence. I then turn my attention to the Outsider, to give me an explanation.

He returns his attention to me. "My undoer quickly approaches. I must speak with her, before I make arrangements for your journey."

"Shouldn't you be preparing yourself? Making an effort to protect yourself from Billie Lurk?"

He shakes his head. "No, it is too time consuming, and a fruitless endeavour. This quest I gave you, it is too important. I must make sure you have every advantage you need to face my other." His expression changes to one in resignation and acceptance, but yet filled with sorrow. "This is more important then my life." The Outsider snaps his head at a random direction. "She awakens soon," he turns back to me. "This maybe our final confrontation, I wish you all the luck in the Void in your journey. Once completed," he comes close and places a hand on my shoulder, "may you live a long life with Angela."

A bright light appears, consuming me. Then, only darkness reigned supreme in my vision.

Karnaca. So this is how it looks like? No offence to the locals, but this looks like a decrepit seaside city on the verge of being flooded. By either the sea or bloodflies, I can't tell, nor do I care. I'm here for one person, and one person only.

Its been a month since my last encounter with the Outsider, and in that span of a month, I have been having reoccurring nightmares, sadly I always forget what they were about once I wake up. Since then, sleep hasn't come easily, yet it has not stopped me from my mission.

I have been able to purchase a ticket to board a ship heading to Karnaca. Looking at it from a distance, the city looked nice, serene, almost picture perfect. Now up close, I'd say the presentation looked worse then Dunwall during its plague years. I wonder how Corvo and Emily has been doing, I'm sure they are fine.

But I did not arrive here to judge a city, or two, I'm only here for one woman, Billie Lurk. If she was successful in eliminating the Outsider, then no doubt she'd have the twin-bladed knife that I need to kill 'The Other.' That or get the information from her about the knife's current whereabouts. No doubt the effort and the amount of determination one would need to kill a god, they might want to hide such a powerful relic. Or give it away as quickly as they have acquired it.

Luckily, this isn't my first time being in Karnaca. I am well aware of the black markets around town, a good place for any information, as no doubt for a mission such as Billie's, you need the best equipment at hand. Literally, heard she only had one.

Maskless, I make my way to the more economic side of the city, as I walked through the dingy docks, as the locals did their menial tasks; A sailor cutting the essentials out of a whale, probably could score some whale bones from him. A merchants selling fishes, and a homeowner complaining about bloodflies infesting their neighbour's abandoned home. I'm sure there's an overseer outpost just a couple blocks away, no doubt they're preaching the good word of the Abbey.

Not much has changed in Karnaca, well… maybe a bit. Rumours running amok about a body double taking the place of the real Duke, but nobody is complaining. I make my way through the docks, searching for a specific symbol sketched on the walls. Where is i-

Bingo, the two black hands and an arrow, I wonder how no guard has ever seen this? Either they're more stupid than I thought, or they know what it is, and either not doing their duties, or they too require the assistance of the underworld. Either way, I'm not complaining, I make my way inside, finding myself in the basement of an apartment. Following the arrows of the black hands, I found that the inside of a supposedly abandoned apartment, they set up shop. A shop with heavy security both inside and out.

"You! Hands up where we can see them." A woman in combat wear threatened me, a simple pistol loaded and pointed at me. Two guards, including the woman were outside, and another three inside the shop itself. All heavily equipped with swords and pistols, with two of them inside the shop having lever-action rifles, no they doubt 'acquired' from the military.

I do as I were told, and raised my hands up. I slowly approach the vendor inside, as the woman with the pistol still has her sights on me. I look at the vendor himself.

A working man, bald and a goatee with simple clothing greets me. "Good day to you traveler. I can tell you're not from around here in Karnaca, and that you're on a mission. But I do apologize for the less-than-kindly introduction my security has given you. Recently, there has been a string of robberies at our installations, and the business has loss a significant amount of coin, due to the fact. So security is a massive priority. Anyways, what can I do for you?" He had a forceful smile in his face in order to hide the anxiousness.

"Just information, most likely you can give it. The robberies, who conducted them?" I ask.

"Well, if the shopkeepers are to be believed, the first few robberies might have been one of Delilah's witches. As they possessed magical abilities, doing the impossible to get in our tightly locked shops."

"Clearly not tight enough." The woman next to me cocked her gun and pressed it on my head. "Is this really still necessary?" I asked her.

"We're not letting our guard down stranger. You look just as armed as the two bitches that robbed the previous shops." She spat back at me.

"For fucks sake I'm not going to rob you. I just want info." I look back at the vendor. "I am more interested by the more recent robberies. Any idea who robbed the shops this time?"

"Yes." The vendor replied. "One of the shopkeepers got a quick glance at her before being knocked out. It was Billie fucking Lurk herself! Daud's protégé!" The vendor exclaimed.

Bingo, "Yes, that is why I am here. I need to see her." I said.

"Gonna kill her?" A guard from inside the shop asked.

"Depends whether she friendly or not. Most likely the former." I replied back.

"How do you know? Know her?" The woman next to me asked.

"From run-ins. She's more of an acquaintance than a pal. But we hardly meet, so it's most likely she has forgotten about me." I said. "But we're getting off track here. Listen, I just need to know where to find Billie Lurk. She has something that I need." I look back at the vendor.

"That's easy, she not putting a massive effort into hiding herself. Well, at least to the underworld, she is still very much wanted by the guard. She hangs around 'The Chokers Delight.'" The vendors says.

"The Chokers Delight? What the fuck type of tavern name is that?"

"It's a speakeasy. Neutral ground for assassins, mercenaries, such as the company around us right now, and other members of the underworld. A place of relaxation, and comfort for those who kill for a living. No doubt a place you'll fit in perfectly." He replied.

"Wait a minute, if you and other blades for hire knows where she is, and the fact that she's wanted by the guard, why not turn her in?"

"Because everyone is fucking terrified of her." The woman next to me answered. I face her to let her continue. "Not even the Eyeless would go toe-to-toe with her, and they're the leading gang around here. If they can't handle her, how can we? Someone who singlehandedly robbed our shops and almost eliminating the Eyeless completely by taking down Shan Yun, Ivan Jacobi, and Dolores Michaels herself! Everyone just backed off from her!"

I process this, finding it to just narrowly make sense. "I see, I guess. So where is this speakeasy?"

"The next district over, in the market district. Down in clover street, find the largest abandoned apartment, and look for a set of stairs leading to its basement. You'll soon face a reinforced door." The vendor said.

"Reinforced door? What's the password?"

"Sorry, but that's all that I can give you. You'll have to pay to know. Black market policy, you know." The vendor nervously smiled.

I raise an eyebrow at him, carefully studying him and taking in every feature for future reference. 'Tie him down, break every bone in his body one at a time. Let him uselessly shout out, in an vain attempt for freedom. As he refuses to speak, I'll just continue to break everything. That'll get me something… right? Well, one can only be hopeful.' "I see, well thank you for the information. Anyways, I'm not paying for your little password, got better things to spend my coin on. And your other stuff? I'm already equipped and supplied to the max. I thank you all for the lack of hospitality, but your services earns a win in my book. However, if I do come back, it's because I couldn't find a free way in, so... toodles!" I wave off, as I walked away, back facing the company behind me. Before I left the room, I gave the vendor a small sinister smile, and a wink to top it all off. All I got in return were pinprick eyes, and a stiff body.

Classic locked door for a speakeasy, a small caged hatch big enough to show a face for identification. Lets hope it's just a password and not anything else, like a tattoo, an invitation, or anything else down the line.

*Knock, knock, knock*

The little hatch opened, and appeared a bald man, definitely a tough guy. "Password?" He asked.

"Fucking hell, I'm paying that shopkeeper another visit soon." I respond.

"Ha, you and a lot of people then. No password, no entry, I wish you luck stranger."

I scoff, "Ha, yeah, suck a cock."

The man started laughing hard. I couldn't see his face, so I assume he was hunched over. What was so funny about an insult? "You're funny, and a lucky bastard. Correct." The small hatch closes, as I heard the door unlocking a moment later. He opened the door to let me in, who knew the password was an insult?

I walk inside, as I do, the man gives me a grin and a hard pat on the back of my shoulder. I give him my own grin and make my way inside.

Right away, I don't even know how I didn't catch this smell outside, but the stench in this place, well… let's just say it wasn't just a speakeasy. Moans in the background, a lot of near nude woman casually walking around, their bouncy assets catching the attention of the men around them, and a few women as well, finally the stench of sex in the air. I could tell that when the shopkeeper said that this was a place for relaxation, he meant it. Ignoring the smell and the distractions around me, I make my way to the bar, no doubt someone like her would be there, toasting herself in killing a god, or drowning the memories of one's regret down a bottle.

The bar was a simple setup, at the centre of the large room, was the bar counter, where the bartender, well… tended. Around the room, beside the walls were the leather padded seats, the more comfortable seats that you can only exit though one way. Beside those tables and closer to the bar counter were the usual wooden restaurant tables with wooden seats. Overall, it wasn't a very unique bar, it had the usual's. A billiard table at the corner, a small stage where some entertainers can 'entertain,' and a back door that certainly led to either the storage or staff only premises. It was also well decorated, for an establishment meant to care for killers, it was pretty luxurious. Nice yet small chandeliers hung from the ceilings, a few paintings depicting serene and natural environments from across the Isles, and the walls were painted in a nice warm red, with stylized golden curves and stars glistening the walls. The room was dimmed a bit, to set up a nice and calming environment, well calming to a point, if you can block out the moans in the background.

As I took a good look around, I spot my target. Billie Lurk sat, not alone… that'll complicate things. Said company had a brown coat and dark pants on, with a flat cap on, masking his identity from the world. From what I can tell, well from the nose down, said company is a young boy, with pale skin, yet his skin is also unnaturally perfect. Must be some aristocrat trying to hire her.

I sit down at one of the empty tables, luckily there weren't many people around, so there were a good amount of empty tables. Making myself comfortable, I eye my target from a distance, watching their every move, because when he moves, I move.

After a few minutes, my patience rewards me, as he seems to get up, with two empty glasses at hand. Looks like someone wants refills. He stands up, and walks towards the counter. With the window of opportunity opening up to me, I slowly get up, so I it doesn't look as if I got up in time with the boy. I glance around, spot the boy asking and waiting for the refills, while everyone else were still mingling about. I make my move towards Billie.

I approach her, as she continues to just stare at the table under her resting arms. Making myself known, I sit down across from her, where that boy once sat.

"You know, it's impolite to sit down without the permission of the one who is already sitting down at the same table." She speaks out, never making eye contact with me. Her tone, like venom, telling me to leave.

"I know, but I didn't feel like talking first. Plus the leather seating is much more comfortable than those flimsy wooden chairs around." I responded.

"Who are you, why are you here? And whatever you're offering, no deal." She looks to the side, with an annoyed expression.

"Actually, I'm here for something that you have… and that you used to kill a god." She finally glances at me, first with suspicious eyes, as she studied my features. All of a sudden, she looked surprised, with relief showing in her eyes. "Relax, I know you killed him. I have not spoken with him in quite awhile, so I assuming you actually did the impossible."

She huffed. "Yeah, you can say something like that." She shook her head, "But actu-"

"Listen, I don't care if you killed him. Thing is, there's something larger at stake right now." I interrupted her. At the last sentence, I lean in closer to her and whisper. "Before his demise, he gave me one last quest. A quest to kill someone who threatens the entire world… and the Void."

Her eyes… didn't seem to widened at my revelation. "Right… but before you continue, I nee-"

"Billie, who is thi-" Another voice enters the conversation, a very… familiar voice.

I turned to face an expected random young boy who sought the best assassin around for some menial task. But what I ended up seeing was the reason why the voice sounded so familiar. The god I haven't spoken to since a month ago, stands before me. Not in the void, not with pitch black eyes, but in flesh and blood.

The Outsider himself stands before me, and he isn't dead.

"Wait… the fuck?"

"Um… explain."

All three of us were now in a small room, where Billie has set it up as a temporary living space. I literally don't know what's up with Karnaca and the word 'abandoned,' because we were inside yet another abandoned building. Said building is sitting dangerous close to the Royal Conservatory. The building is still closed to the public, as it was still infested with overseers and oracular sisters.

Back inside Billie's shelter, the Outsider was all too happy to explain. "Apparently, in a world full with darkness and sin, with only a few burning candles of hope and kindness. I was lucky that one candle had saved me." He looks at Billie Lurk. "I am truly grateful for what you have done. As you already know, I am indebted to you for the entirety of my mortal existence." He respectfully bowed.

"And as I already told you, relax, it's fine. Daud spared me when I betrayed him, in return, he let me go, no strings attached. To honour him, and the kind Empress of the Isles that not too long ago I helped, I just followed their example." Billie smiled.

"So how did this happen?" I curiosity asked, in an almost deadpan manner.

"Do you not want to make yourself comfortable Specter? It is quite an extensive tale." The Outsider gestured the whole room.

I peak around the small room. I spot a table sat a few feet from the window that is overlooking the conservatory. I walk towards it and sat down on the table. I then turn to face both the former Outsider and Billie for an explanation, as my expectant look tells them to continue.

"Right, so, first, what do you want to know?" Billie ask me.

"Just, explain the whole thing, from the top." I asked her.

Billie Lurk and the Outsider shared a glance before both of them turned back to me. Billie took a seat on her bed, cross-legged. "It all started, when I rescued my mentor, Daud…"

For the next hour and a half, Billie explained all that had happened in the supposed death of the Outsider. With the man himself adding small details of her endeavour. As the story reached its epic conclusion, the ending caught me off guard.

"So you did not kill him?" I asked Billie.

She shook her head, "No, I didn't. I couldn't kill him, it wasn't his fault, he did not ask to be sacrificed that day. Its also unfair to blame him for everything that has been done. We had an incredible power, it could have been a gift, to be used for good. Instead we just darkened the world even more." Billie was somber at the last word, which is understandable, I could see the amount of regret and sins burdened on her shoulders. At least she made what I believed to be the right choice, considering the immensity of the mission ahead of me.

"I see, well if it's any consolation, I believe you made the correct decision. Forgiveness and mercy is a true step forward into a righteous path." I gave her a comforting smile, letting her know that I approve. In response she had a small smile of her own. But before our good feelings could continue, I had to bring us all back to earth. "Well anyways, back to what I am here for."

She quickly recomposed herself. "Right, of course, you want to knife, correct?"

"Yes, he is in need of that knife Billie. Remember the first conversation we had after leaving the Void?" The Outsider spoke.

"Whatever that convention is about, I'm sure he told you why I am in need of that knife, and what I am about to embark in." I explained, as she nodded in agreement.

"Yes, he told me about his incomplete matter that needs to be resolved. As a matter of fact, I do plan on aiding you in your mission." Billie said, which completely caught me off guard.

"You're coming with me?" I cautiously ask.

"What? No, I still have a few personal matters to tend to here in the Isles. Plus, I need to keep the Outsider close to me as well." Billie responded, taking a quick glance at the Outsider.

I curiously look to the Outsider. "You are not going back into the Void with me?"

He shook his head. "I can not, and I refuse to go back into the Void. For four thousand years, I have stayed in the Void, and watched this world from a distance. Sometimes appearing before individuals at a few alters and dreamscapes. I wish to keep my eyes cleared, I wish to breathe and eat again. I am sorry Specter." He looked apologetic at me. To be completely honest, his explanation was a mixed bag for me. On one hand, he did spend his whole godly existence in that plane of empty space, it makes sense that the Void would be the last place he would ever want to visit. But then again, this mission, this quest was the upmost of importance. If any of its details are to be trusted, the entirety of the Void, and not to mention this world we live in, is at stake here. For someone as the Outsider himself, I'd imagine that he would sacrifice his personal comfort to ensure the safety of lives that count on him. But in the end of the day, it be a much easier task if I completed alone.

"I see, well, it won't make much of a difference anyways, I work better alone." I responded.

"Thank you, Specter." The Outsider gave me a small, yet genuine smile.

Well, since I'm only learning about a few new details about this mission, might as well press for more. "Since clearly there was a lot of fine print about the mission I signed up for, is there anymore details I need to know?"

The Outsider steps up. "Remember that man I told you about, the one who used to bare my mark?" I nod, showing him I remember. "Just when you reach Remnant, his name is Ozpin. He is the headmaster of an academy, an academy called Beacon Academy. Ask around and you will eventually find him and his school."

"I see, anything else?" I ask.

I look between the two in front of me. Billie shook her head and shrugged, telling me all that I needed to know. While the Outsider was much less the same, putting up his best neutral expression, but key word, best. One thing he hasn't realized, most likely due to the fact that his eyes were not pitch black anymore, is that the eyes of a person can conflict their own face. It may have been unnoticeable to many, but after years in the business of killing and negotiating to various people, I could tell that he was not disclosing something. Well knowing him, if it is important to my mission, he will disclose it if he truly wants me to succeed. Anything else, might as well be filler at this point.

"Alright, when do we depart?" I ask.

"Tomorrow morning. We wake up early, and we move fast. If we move efficiently, we'll be there by the end of the day, same place where I slept last time. Day afterwards, you'll be entering the Void, and traversing it's planes, seeking Remnant." Billie explains, as she looks at the clock beside her bed. "Its already eight, we should get some sleep." She explains as she moves to one of the luggage cases, taking out a few clothes. She then moves to a corner, giving herself some privacy. She quickly peaks out for a moment. "Anyone one of you peaks, expect a broken nose." She then quickly moved out of sight.

The Outsider quickly followed her lead, as he moves to his bed, and removes his brown leather jacket. As he settles himself on his bed. "Goodnight Specter." He says to me.

The table that I was sitting on was decently comfortable, enough so that I could probably get a few winks of sleep. "Night." I call out. It took awhile for me to actually fall asleep, because before I could even close my eyes, two distinct sounds of breathing can be heard. But not too long after, I finally felt the heavy weight upon my eyelids, as sleep finally envelopes me.

"Angela!"

"P-P-Please."

"Hold still! You'll make it worse!"

"P-Please, j-just save our bab-" She coughs out blood.

"I'm saving you both, just please stop moving!"

"I d-don't think I'll m-make it."

"Don't give me that! Where's your spell book, and your ingredients?"

"P-Please Ravian! J-Just save our daughter…"

"Nonononono, please, Angela! Stay with me! Please, open your eyes baby please, please open your eyes! Please stay with me! I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE! Not without you…"

"So that's why there are two blades in this one knife. To represent the two individuals sacrificed that one day." The Outsider explained to us, as we made our way to the mines.

*CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH*

Shindaery Peak is the tallest peak in Karnaca, as being such, it took awhile to get to the mining quarry that many has forgotten about. So due to that fact, the path to the mine was little to none. Meaning we had to take a few improvised routes to the mines, and according to Billie, we're taking the same path as she did when she first ventured here to the mine. As such, we walked past the various plant life, both dead and still bright green, to the animal life the inhabited the wilds around us.

*CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH*

The sound of each step was enough of a jolt to keep me awake. I had another nightmare, the same nightmare that plagues me ever since I last spoke with the Outsider in the Void. The faces are again, blurry, yet I remember only bits of the dialogue. I'm starting to believe that my nightmare is linked to my past, a past that I have long forgotten, literally. From what I remember, it was always the same two people though. I remember Angela, that name from the Outsider gave me a month ago. Now Ravian, a unique name that I remember from my nightmare. Question was, who was Ravian? Who was Angela? Were they lovers? I did remember something about a baby, but that's all I got from the dream. It was most likely Angela's child, if there was anything to do about a baby. Speaking about a Angela...

"Hey, Outsider." The man in question turned to me, as we were walking side-by-side, with Billie leading the group. "The last time we spoke, in the Void I meant, you mention the name of a woman. Angela, who is she?"

The Outsider took a moment, he looked rather impassive, but then again, his eyes showed something completely different. He turned to me. "That is not for me to disclose."

What the hell is that supposed to mean? I glare at the former god. "Hey there mortal kid, you're not a god anymore, remember? I don't even remember why I took the deal. But right now, I think I deserve a few answers, so enough of this cryptic bullshit. Who is Angela? Who is Ravian? Who the hell am I?"

He turns to me, an angry expression paint on his face. "Listen, while I understand your anger, in the end of the day, you made your call, and you paid the price."

Now it was my turn to get angry, but before I even thought of attempting anything, Billie gets in-between us. "While I don't know what happened between you two, let's focus on getting to the mines! If the Outsider is telling the truth, and I'm pretty sure he is, then we need to haul ass, now." She glared at me specifically, and I immediately dropped the topic. I guess we'll talk about it another time.

The Outsider looks at me, with an apologetic expression. "If it is any consolation, everybody has their time, a time where they find out the reason why they were born." I turn to him, signalling him to continue, as we all kept walking. I could even tell the Lurk was also listening into his 'consolation.'

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Their time of action, to prove their worth. Whether they succeed or fail, it's completely up to them. For example, for Corvo, it was the days where he proved himself innocent from the accusations of him killing Jessamine Kaldwin, by rescuing her daughter. For Emily Kaldwin, they were the days where she took back the throne from her usurper, her own aunt, Delilah Copperspoon. Lastly, take our own Billie Lurk, who recently had her time, the days where in which she freed me." The Outsider spoke. At the mention of her name, Billie Lurk's head went up, back straight and was walking with a bit more confidence in her stride. She must feel proud of her accomplishment.

"So you're saying that my time is soon? My story? My…" The word made me cringe a bit, due to how cliché it felt. "…destiny?"

The Outsider titled his head from side-to-side. "More or less, sure."

I huff. "Feels like I'm in a some sort of stupid bedtime story."

Billie laughed at my remark. "It certainly did feel like that when I was trying to kill the Outsider, like being the protagonist in some sort of story. A story where the world is in peril, and it is up to a certain young lad to save the day, and in the end, fuck the princess."

Me and Lurk chuckled at her description. While the Outsider just shook his head, a smirk playing on his features. After a minute of laughter, it all died down. I first spoke up. "Well, yeah, I kind of does, doesn't it? Well… minus the fucking of any princess or damsel."

Lurk turned around, and started walking backwards. "How come? Don't have a special someone waiting for you?"

I shake my head. "No. Hasn't been a priority. That and um, just haven't found the right woman I guess."

Billie chuckles. "Don't sound too hopeless, you'll find her eventually." She turns back around, leading us deeper into the forest. "So, speaking about being the protagonist. Every protagonist has their own unique… quirk, about them. So, enlighten me, as we travel to the mines."

Quirks huh? I look down to my left hand, a gloved hand specifically, as I'm sure its quite obvious to her that I have the Outsider's mark. "Quirks. So you want to know about my powers." I asked. Billie just nodded her head, without looking back at me. "Well, the first power being how I quickly move around. I call it Grapple." I lift my left hand up, and activate my the mark. Instantly, a small yet sharp shard of Void stone appears in the middle of my palm. "It shoots out this hook, which is a shard of the stone that makes up the Void. It'll attach to anything, and I can hang off surfaces as well. I can also grab things from a distance, but it does have a range. From what I remembered, in the days I spent with Corvo, my Grapple about the same range as a blink. "

Billie nods. "Impressive, and about Corvo, how do you know him?" Billie asks.

"Well, I met him days after all charges were dropped and he was pronounced innocent from killing the Empress. I was moving around Dunwall one night, and he tackled me." I smirk a bit, remembering that night and the days that followed. "It was tense at first, he thought I was another assassin, trying to take the life of Emily. It was then we both learned about each other's mark, after a quick duel that is. Luckily I did persuade him that I wasn't a threat, cause afterwards he explained his desire to learn more about his mark, and see if he can acquire new abilities for him. So I helped him out, that's all."

"An interesting tale Specter. That means you had the mark long before Corvo got his, but not before Daud." Billie rationalized. She then peaked her head up. "How old are you?"

"39."

"Ha!" Billie barked out loud. Before I could ask why, "We're the same age." Billie answered.

"Lucky us?" I replied, not knowing how to respond.

"Ha, don't sound too excited. Anyways, I am still curious about your powers. Continue?"

Forgetting about what just happened, I happily oblige. "Well, next I have dark Vision."

"I know what that is, move along." She responds.

I shake my head. "Okay then, next, Stop time. That's self explanatory." I hear an all around chuckle from my two companions. "Next one is pretty unique, I call it, 'Envisioned.'"

"Wait, what?" Billie turns around.

"Judging by your tone, you know what the Envisioned are, correct?" I asked, in which she nodded. "Okay well, this power just let's me summon two max. To aid me, and whenever I am not spotted, they too will remain in the same state, they're practically invisible, except to me and anyone who bears the mark, or has a connection to the Void. Only when I want them to be seen, they will be seen."

Billie looks at me, with a bit of caution and wariness. "That is pretty powerful." She comments.

In which I can't help but agree. "Yes, well, the only down side is that it takes a lot from me to summon two. Summoning creatures from the Void is demanding.

Billie then turns back around and we all continue walking. "Well, that's about four now, what's the other two?" She asks.

"The other two being 'Void Entity,' and 'Influence.'" I say nonchalantly.

"Wow okay then, let's start with Void Entity, what does that do?"

"Well, it turns me into a void entity."

"And what exactly is a Void Entity?"

The Outsider then chimes in. "A Void entity is another being that resides in the Void."

"Besides the Envisioned, flying whales, and shadow walkers." I included into his description.

"What do these Void Entities look like? How come I never came across any when I entered the Void?" Billie then asks.

"Void Entities have a humanoid figure, but their bodies are completely made up of Void stone shards. Making them able to fit into small openings and past semi permeable surfaces." The Outsider continues.

"Like chain link fences and inside small vents." I added.

"And much like the Envisioned that Specter can summon, he will only be seen when he wants to be seen. Otherwise, those that do not bear my mark, or do not have a strong connection to the Void, they will not be able to see him." The Outsider then continued.

"Impressive, how about Influence?" Billie asked.

"Influence means that Specter can influence others. But depending on ones mental strength and stability, that will determine whether or not Specter can influence them." The Outsider explained for me.

But I just wanted to simplify what he said. "Its mind control." I give her a smirk. "Basically, I can influence weaker minds to do my bidding, while more stronger minds will either make the influence time shorter, or I simply can't influence them."

Billie Lurk then looks at me with a look of approval. "Looks like the Outsider has gifted you with powerful tools. You must have a powerful connection to the Void, or have a lot of spiritual remedies in order to have the mana you need to power them."

I tilt my head to the side. "Eh, kind of?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, as I'm sure you know, if one has powerful artifacts from the Void, they have the connection to the Void itself. So in a way, you draw power from the Void, through your artifacts."

"I know, and what artifact, or artifacts, do you have that connects you to the Void?"

"This." Using my left hand, that bears the mark of the Outsider, I slowly swipe my hand across my face. As I do, the familiar stony surface of the Void rock begins to cover my face, starting from the sides of my face. As they move, they converge to the middle, as it completely covers my face, forming a stony mask. Said mask had no identifying facial features upon its rocky surface, its practically faceless. Well, almost faceless, on top of where the right eye is supposed to be, the identifying mark of the Outsider is engraved upon the mask, as it glowed in a menacingly dim red light.

"Creepy, and fear inducing, you remind me of a certain masked felon." Billie commented.

"Yeah, it does put people a bit on edge once they see me."

"Can you see out of that mask?" She asks, as she waves her hand in front of me.

"Well, it wouldn't be a mask if I couldn't see anything, right?"

She ponders for a moment, before nodding in agreement. "Makes sense." She then does a 180 and continues trekking forward. "Come on, we're losing daylight, I would like to get there by nightfall please."

I nod in agreement, as I swipe my left hand again across my face, showing my face once more. "Okay, lead the way."

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*

"OPEN UP! IT'S THE ABBEY! WE KNOWS THIS IS A COVEN!"

*Silence*

"You asked for it! Open it up Pierson!"

The Overseer places a crowbar on the door, and immediate places pressure on it.

*Creak, creak* *CRUNCH*

"GO, GO, GO!"

*BANG* *BANG*

"WATCH IT! WATCH IT!"

"I hope you Overseer scum all ROT IN THE VOID!"

*WOOSH* *BANG*

*BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG*

"YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOUR BROTHERS NEED YOUR HELP! STOP BEING A WUSS AND GET IN THERE!"

"There sure are a lot of dead bodies here." I said, as we stood in the main atrium. We arrived at the mine last night, resting at the same place Billie did two months ago. Then this morning, we all got up to make out move into the deeper levels of the mines. But as we trekked through the dark tunnels, I did notice how deserted this mine really is. When we actually got inside the deeper levels, I found out what became of the cultists, specifically, what's left of the cultists. As we now stood in their main atrium, books scattered all around, clothing, furniture and utensils all forgotten and littered. Last, but not least, the rotten corpses of what used to be the cult. Still in their fancy wear, although torn to shreds and covered in dried blood, the whole picture showed a massacre that took place. But why, was the question in my mind.

"They were all eliminated, the last task I gave to the Envisioned. Eliminate them with the extreme prejudice, ensuring that nobody will ever share the same fate as I did." The Outsider explained, as he kneeled over a book. A book that contained knowledge of the artifacts that have been touched by the Void. The book now was smeared in blood, and barely readable.

"A lot of death happened, I remember just watching the massacre ensue. I felt slightly bad for them, but it had to happen." Billie commented, as she overlooked the atrium. "I remember this place being so packed, it was difficult to navigate unnoticed."

"The Envisioned, they did a good job." The Outsider continued, as we continue to survey our surroundings.

"I know from a few experiences. Okay, lets get this done. Time is of the essence, we must be efficient." I said as I turn to Billie. "Where's the Eye?" She points into an elevated cave tunnel at the side of the atrium. "Alright, let's get moving then, shall we?" But before I could take a step forward, I was stopped by Billie.

"Hold on there. You forgot something."

"Huh?" She pulled out the twin-bladed knife, as it manifested itself from thin air. Shards of the prevalent Void stone appeared and quickly formed into the fabled knife itself. It looked just like my mask, in terms of its texture, it was just in the shape of a double bladed knife. She held it in her hands, clearly she was a bit hesitant in giving it to me. "Any day now." I break her daze.

She quickly shakes out of her stupor. "Oh, sorry." She quickly hands over the knife. As she did, the knife itself formed into a normal looking blade. With the hilt looking like the hilt of an Overseer blade. But once I took hold of it, it shifted back into its supernatural form, with shards of the blade looking like it's floating centimeters away from the blade. Right when the blade was on my grasp, I immediately felt the power hidden in this blade. The power that single-handedly created a god.

"Wow." Was all I could say once I felt it in my hands. I look over to the Outsider, and he visibly looked uncomfortable. Realizing why, I quickly sheathe the blade. Well, it disintegrated in thin air. "I apologize for that."

"Its understandable." He nervously responded. I only nodded in agreement.

The three of us move pass the catwalk, and into the upper tunnel. There we were met with a rocky climb to a narrow gap, that led to the Eye Of The Dead God. We carefully climbed the steep wall, as the Outsider almost slipped a few times, with me managing to catch him once, as I was the last one to climb, therefore being below him. Once on top, we crawled through the narrow gap, and into the small room that contained the ancient relic.

The room itself, was dimly glowing red, the same shade of red from my mask. It was a small room, not small enough that it would have been a tight fit for all three of us. It was simply small enough that all of us could easily touch the cave ceiling without much effort. The room was decently size, it was more of an animal den like size. But the main attraction, was the Eye. The red orb that was mounted in stone. With the stone around if forming the structure of an eye. It looked as if it was part of a larger statue, but for some reason, it was trapped inside a sudden cave-in, resulting in just it's eye being shown, and the ridiculously small room we were all in. But one of the more creepier aspects of this room, was the Eye. No matter what, you just felt as if it was always watching you, studying you, judging you and many more. It felt… alive… sentient, like the old god before the Outsider was never truly gone. It just remain dormant, and I felt almost afraid to waken him.

"I know, it's a sight to see. But we have a mission to do here Specter." Billie said.

"No, it isn't that. Its just, really… unsettling to see. Looks as if it's watching your every move." I responded to her. I take another quick glance back at the eye, and I still feel it's piercing gaze upon me. I quickly turn away before I lose myself again. I look back at my companions. "So, is this where we split ways?" I asked.

"Sort of, but remember what you need to do to get to Remnant." The Outsider said.

"I remember, use the Eye to find the portal to the Void. From there, follow the path to find the shattered moon, approach the moon and get to the portal that leads to Remnant. There, find this Ozpin, and help him get rid of the 'Other.'" I recite.

"Good, and what happens after a year?" Billie asks.

"Return here to Isles, where you will meet me with hopefully some backup. Then return to Remnant to finish this once and for all." I say.

"Correct, but before you go, you need this." The Outsider hands me a black bonecharm.

"What is this for?" I asked him.

"Use it to gain access to the knowledge in the Void. Simply put, the world of Remnant is a vastly different world then here in the Isles. So as you make your way to Remnant, you will need to learn everything you need to know about the world."

"Why didn't you explain all to me?" I emphasized the 'you.'

"The Void will offer a better explanation, and a visual aid, to help better understand."

"So it will explain better then you ever will."

"Precisely, yes."

I nod. "I see, okay then, you have my thanks."

I then turn my attention back to the Eye itself. Staring deep into the ruby-like gem imbedded in the rocky surface. I take a deep breath, and slowly reach forward.

"Alright." I touch the Eye. Immediately, there was a reaction. The energy surrounding the eye was now covering my right arm, as it shined brightly. A small whirlpool of energy swirling at the palm of my hand, as I felt my eyes sting from the sensation. I wanted to cry out in pain, but before I even started to really feel the tremendous amount of agony, it vanished. The pain, the bright light on my hand, it was gone. Above me, I see the Eye, as it was just dark. Like all the life within it was suddenly gone. I heard the whistle of the wind behind me, as I turned around, to face the sight of the Void. Around me, all I saw was the merging of two worlds, violently clashing against one another, as it looked like one was trying to dominate the other. The world felt like it was in a standstill. At that moment, I never knew I could see the energy around me, all living matter swirling around me and through me. Simply put, it was a moment of clarity.

"I could see everything…"

"Specter! Specter! Are you alright?" I turn to see my compatriots looking at me worriedly. With Billie Lurk calling out to me.

"I see everything." I just say, even words fail to describe immensity of the sight.

Billie just laughs at me. "I had the exact same reaction, word for word."

I look to my left to see the edge of the Void, which was just a vast plane of emptiness. With a few floating islands, the whole Void was just, a dull grey. A few feet in front of me, was a small path leading to the edge. The right side of the edge had what looked to be a telescope, and a few crates. This area looked to have been an observation post for the cultists, to study the Void from afar. One of the more interesting points of interest was a body imbedded into the very rocks of the Void. The stony formations looked to have been keeping the poor corpse stuck into the side. But the main attraction was what was at the very middle of the whole post. At the very edge, was a portal, and inside said portal, was the image of a shattered moon, Remnant.

"I see the portal. I know where to go." I say as I look at my companions.

"Then this is where we split ways." The Outsider said, as he places a hand on my shoulder. "Remember what you need to do, and remember your end goal. The fate of everyone rests with you. I wish you all the luck in the Void, to help you in this perilous quest." The Outsider gave his farewell.

"Don't die." Was all Billie said, with a genuine smile, showing her jesting.

I smile back at the two. "Thank you, in about a year's time, I hope you gather a formidable force to help me." I look back at portal for a moment, before looking back at the two. "Until then, I wish you two luck, and a good day." I slightly bow to indicate my sincerity. I then look back towards the portal, and make my way to it. As I traverse the edge to the Void, I look back to see the Outsider laying his hand on an invisible wall. That must be the wall of the room, they can't see me anymore. I look back at the portal, continuing my trek. I go over the safety string that divides the post from the steep drop, and took a few steps before being directly in front of the portal. A whirlpool of energy circulating the portal, as various rocks and debris clashes against one another, as I felt the portal's tremendous gravitational pull, but it wasn't powerful enough to just take me away. I slowly reach out my right hand, then not a moment too soon, I interacted with it. Then I couldn't see, all I saw, was pure white.

The whiteness dulls, and my vision returns to me, as the sight of the Void greets me once again. I am in the Void, as I look around to see various floating structures, feeling the gusting winds of the everlasting storm in the Void. Ahead of me, I see floating rocky platforms that created a haphazard path for me to follow. It was just a very straight path for me, and I could see my destination from afar. A shattered moon was at the distance, a long trek if I do say so myself, but luckily the Outsider gave me homework while I make my way to this new world.

I pull out the black bonecharm that the Outsider gave me, and I could already feel the power circulating the bonecharm. Then I look around the Void, as I call out. "Show me what this new world has to offer me."

Instantly, two small pillars made up of the Void rocks appears beside me. In-between the two pillars, an image formed, showing a map of an unknown world, as I saw four or five very distinct continents. I knew that this was the world I was about to enter.

I turn to look at the path ahead of me, seeing I had a lot of ground to cover. I then take a glance at the image forming in-between the two small pillars.

"Lets do this." I start to walk.

At first, I thought the name Remnant, was some sort of placeholder name that the Outsider gave to this world. But apparently, the world is actually called Remnant. But moving past that, the world of Remnant, was far more interesting than I thought. Four kingdoms, Atlas, Mistral, Vacuo, and finally Vale. With Vale being where I need to go, as one of the first things I learned was the Beacon Academy was situated in Vale. But not only learning that, but monsters inhabited this world. Monsters called Grimm, terrorize the wilds, men and woman called Huntsmen and Huntresses fight to keep the public safe from the creatures. Being trained at such a young age, they were highly skilled, and the job demanded them to be so. What Aura was, the uses of Aura, and semblances, I rationalized that this aura and semblance talk was as close as they were going to get to the powers that I have. I felt like I was going to a fairy-tale land, a place that only exists in fiction.

I took a closer look into the culture and technology, to find that the kingdoms of Remnant are more advanced than any nation under the Empire, especially the kingdom of Atlas. Flying aircraft, more advanced clockwork soldiers, small rectangular devices that could hold all the information that one could ever want. Rich cultures and not to forget, another species. Faunus, they were called, humans with animal limbs and other special abilities. The more I read, the more excited I got to explore this amazing world.

But the more I read, the more I saw that this world was not all sunshine and rainbows. Apparent racial discrimination against the Faunus from the humans, Faunus that are unhappy with it, so various groups rally for more rights. One in particular, the White Fang, I should keep them in mind for future reference. I continued reading and seeing the darker side of this paradise. Corrupt government officials, that doesn't surprise me, terror attacks, mistreatment, and many more. Then it started to sound like much closer to home, assassins, death, corruption, rampant crime, with criminals getting away with it, due to status, or by their semblance. I was immediately reminded of Daud, and imagined that if everyone had an aura and semblance, than that would make criminal acts much easier to pull off. Crime must be a big issue with a world such as Remnant, where basically everyone has something close to supernatural powers.

Unfortunately, as the Void shows more, it also hides more as well. It's the Void's twisted way of keeping things in balance, even though it was in peril, and it was up to me to save it. So as I learned about the world of Remnant, I couldn't dig up anything that could help me on my mission to assassinate the Goddess that was also sacrificed with the Outsider. I was only able to learn about the world of Remnant, with basic facts that any from that world would know about.

Besides the learning, the journey itself to Remnant, although boring, did have eye candy. The Void around me never failed to amaze me. With its floating islands, and floating debris of what was once whole buildings, with the furniture and occupants inside. The occupants themselves looked as if they were frozen in time, doing their various activities. I would occasionally past a flying whale, they were always unsettling to me. Their bloodshot eyes following my every move, as I hear their various clicks, whistles and lonely moans. They always did sound lonely, as they cry out into the empty Void. I would also past the occasional Void entity and Envisioned. Envisioned would always ignore me, as I do my best to not provoke them. But the entities would grow curious at my presence. Their humanoid form would be hiding, while also doing what they can to take a peak at me.

I did learn something about the Void, and that its mostly connected with my world, the world where the Isles exists. As I only saw the whales from my world, and the various structures and objects from it as well. I just simply ignored the fact and pressed forward, while also doing everything I can to commit the various details about Remnant into my skull.

But much like any journey, it always must come to an end, as I reach my destination after twelve hours. Dismissing my source of information, I take a closer look at the portal to the world of Remnant. A few hundred metres from where I am, there was a simple large platform, with the portal to the world open, swirling around in its place. Above it was where the large, and to scaled shattered moon resided. Weirdly enough, behind the portal, was a large amount of Void Entities, all bowing their heads towards the portal. One could easily mistaken them for statues, as I almost did. But from a distance, I could see their bodies being made up of the usual Void stone shards. But before the portal, were two points of interest. The first being the table beside the portal, well it was more of a stone slab, but the was something very interesting on said slab.

A heart.

The other interesting point, a void entity stood in front of the portal, not facing it, but facing away from it, like it's waiting, waiting for me. What's interesting about this entity, was that it had a piece of apparel on them.

A white cloak.

I closed the distance, eventually I reach the platform. Not wanting to be rude, I first approach the entity. The entity themselves look very, graceful, serene, almost as if she was in some sort of peace.

As I stood a couple feet from them, she looked up at me. Her face, although completely made up the Void stone shards, she look, beautiful. Although, her face showed one of, vulnerability, one with completely sadness, as if something was taken from her.

She takes a step forward, and reaches a hand out to me, as she laid it on my chest. She moved her head towards the side of my head, and whispers to my ear.

"Please, we were never meant to fall like this. I... was never meant to die. Free us... free me, they miss me, and my heart cries out for them."

At the last sentence, I could hear a sob escape her lips. But before I could even ask for an explanation, she immediately pulled away, as she was walking towards the edge of the platform. "Wait! What do you mean! Who are you!?" I call out. But my pleads fell on deaf ears, as she was now off the platform. She floated away, joining the entities that grouped up behind the portal to Remnant. I knew it was too late for me to ask, as her head dropped down into a bow. Then, much like the other entities, she sat there, as stiff as a statue. Her vibrant white cloak crystalizing into the familiar texture and colour of the Void.

What she said, she sounded as if she was imprisoned, or something in the lines of that. But before I could think about it more, I refocused my attention, I remember that I still had a mission to complete. I then turned to face the stone slab beside the portal. I wasn't mistaken, that is a heart. I could see through the small window that it had the same gears and what-not that replaced the insides of the heart.

I slowly pick it up, not knowing who is inside this heart. I take a closer look at it, to find that it looked like any heart the Outsider gives to a select number of bearers.

I give the heart a gentle squeeze, expecting to hear a voice, but to my surprised, I hear nothing. Thinking that I didn't squeeze it hard enough, I squeeze it harder. I cringe a bit at the sound it made, and unfortunately, much like the first time, I hear nothing. Fearing I would damage the heart, I realized that it must be empty. Strange, I wonder who's walking around heartless right now? Funny how any asshole fits that description.

Placing the heart in a secure pouch, I take a closer look at the stone slab that the heart rested on. Beside where the heart was resting, was an engraving that read.

'The Gold Dust Woman. -O'

I realized that this was a gift to the Outsider. Remembering the old Serkonan folk song of the same name, I nod my head with a satisfied look. "Don't know what it's for, hopefully I will find out."

I then turn my attention to the portal, it looked like any portal in the Void, so I do the same thing as I did for the previous portal. I reach out, and made contact.

Again, my vision goes white.

The white dulls into familiar colours once more, as I see a familiar relic. Again, I was on a platform, behind me was again the edge towards the void, so technically, I'm in Remnant right now. Ahead of me, I see the Eye Of The Dead God, as it red light dimly shone, beckoning me forward. But there, beside the relic was an odd sight. A large luggage case, above it, on the walls, is a bunch of text written in blood. Who's blood, the answer literally lies beside the luggage case, as a corpse laid upon the ground.

But before I could further examine the scene, I interact with the Eye. Immediately, the scene plays out, the energy from the Eye envelopes my right arm. A bright light swirls at the palm of my hand, and the split second sensation of pain stings my eyes. Only this time, I felt something being violently removed from me. In an instant, the clarity dulls, and I see everything at a mortal view once again.

I look around, finding myself in a cave, as there was literally no light. I rationalized that no one has ever been inside this cave, unlike the mines at Shindaery Peak. To counter the lack of light, I just activate my Dark Vision.

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My vision, well it was still dark, but it was considerably better with Dark Vision. I look around, the room was larger than the one at Shindaery Peak, with an actual tunnel leading to the room. A tunnel big enough to walk through, instead of a narrow gap to crawl through.

I look to examine the body and luggage. First, the luggage, it look like any other luggage case. Next, the body, it was that of a man. He look Caucasian, a very plain white shirt on, and pants that was made out of denim. They look pretty stylish, as last I heard in Dunwall, denim is a relatively new type of cloth that was discovered. Back to the body, beside it was a kitchen knife, that looked pretty dull. Taking a closer look at the body, it appears that there were cuts at both wrists, and finally the neck. His death must have been a very slow and agonizing one, with a lot of suffering. The fingers on his left hand had blood on them, he must've used his own blood to write some sort of message on the wall.

I look at the wall behind the luggage, to see what was written.

'The voices stopped! They finally stopped! Once I got this luggage up here, for some guy name Specter, the voices stopped! Finally! The voices stopped talking! They stopped talking, thank Oum! They stopped talking!'

"Looks like the Outsider really doesn't want anyone knowing about the Eye. Makes sense." I say to myself.

I look over at the luggage, and opened it. At both ends, I see two different set of clothes. The set of clothes on the left had a piece of paper on it, saying 'Casual.' I take it out to examine my so-called 'casual' clothes. With it, there was a thin grey coat, looks like it could be worn during the warmer seasons, and a sweater with a hood attached to it. There was also the same type of pants the corpse had, along with black combat boots, and a black leather pauldron as well. As I look deeper, I found a holster that could hold my own blades, a pair of tonfa blades, and one fingerless glove for my left hand, made to conceal my mark. It's interesting how this dress code could be considered casual, because if your wore something like this in Dunwall, or Karnaca, the guard would be on you the moment they lay their eyes on you.

The second set of clothes had another piece of paper on it, that read 'Incognito.' So I assume I wear this outfit with my mask. On it, there was the same denim pants, but this time it was black, a leather jacket with a hood, a dress shirt, a waist coat that looked like it came from Dunwall, leather gloves and a cool single sling backpack. This would go well with my mask.

I choose to wear my casual first, as casual meant no attention to myself, as I changed right there and then, beside a dead body. I then fold my old clothes up into a neat pile, and place it inside the luggage case, closing it. With my incognito outfit in my backpack, I make my way out of the cave.

Luckily, it wasn't a very large cave system, as I easily navigated through the decently sized tunnel, they were large enough to fit a single individual. About ten minutes later, I literally found the light at the end of the tunnel. I make my way towards it, as I finally exited the cave.

Fresh air, the sky has a purple and pink hue to it. I was on a mountain, overlooking a vast amount of the land. I could tell it was early in the morning, as over the horizon, the sun was barely poking out. But I over at the other direction, in the distance, I saw the city. Vale, surrounded by two bodies of water, one being a great lake, with a island not too far from the city, the island of Patch if I recall. The other being a much smaller lake, but still pretty massive to a human, and Faunus in this world. The smaller body of water separated Vale from the academy, Beacon Academy. There, that's where Ozpin is.

"Welcome to Remnant." I say to myself. I begin my decent down the mountain, utilizing Grapple to quickly make my way down.

*Gasp*

She stood up from her bed, panting and drenched by her own sweat. She places a hand on her chest, over where her heart resides, as she felt the drumming of her heartbeat playing a violent beat. She stood for a moment, calming herself down from the nightmare she just had.

Since she was very little, every time she had a nightmare, it would always revolve around the same two people. A man, and a woman, clearly lovers, she would always be in the woman's perspective. The woman, who's name she'll always remember, Angela, and the man's name, Ravian. They had a baby, and they clearly loved each other. But fate had different plans for the woman, as in her dream, she was mortally wounded somehow. She would beg her lover to save their baby, but the man would always want to save them both. Through details from the dream, the woman is apparently some sort of witch, which always creeped her out. As her own last name was literally Goodwitch.

Glynda never knew how it ended, or whether the dream was from some sort of movie or TV show she watched when she was a young girl. In the end of the day, she would never know, even her college and boss Ozpin never knew. But it's because of her dreams, is what made Ozpin trust Glynda, and let her into his inner circle. He believes that her dreams may mean something.

Pushing the thoughts aside, she looked over to her alarm clock. It was almost five thirty, and knowing she won't be able to go back to sleep, she got ready for the day. It didn't help that the previous night, she had to save Qrow's niece from a hostile huntress. But before she took a shower, she stepped out onto the balcony, hoping to get some fresh air. At her balcony, it was overlooking the academy campus. She could see Vale in the distance, and even further away, she could make out Mountain Glenn.

Then oddly enough, in this clear and quite beautiful morning, lightning struck Mountain Glenn.

*Thunder*

"Huh?" She heard the thunder from the lightning.

It was a strange event, the clouds looked picture perfect, as no cloud near that area looked like it was capable of producing lightning.

"Must be a rare event." Glynda rationalized, as she continued to enjoy the scenery. Eventually, she had to leave and prepare for the influx of new students coming into Beacon.

"Lets hope I don't get a migraine by the end of the day."

Little does she know, she'll have one hell of a migraine after the events that will soon occur.

Note: Thank you for reading this first chapter, hope you enjoyed! I apologized if you spot any spelling or grammatical error, I'll will do my best to proof-read my stories more extensively. Until the next chapter, peace!