Welcome new and old viewers alike to the Titans on Remnant rewrite, Titans on Remnant Redux! Yea, I know, creative right? Anyway... I'm glad to be back and getting started again, and I'm thankful for everyone that is still here despite my long absence. I would also like to thank OjOrangejuiceofthewild, the great beta for this story, as well as Rikudo Naruto156 for helping me out with some ideas and questions I had.

Update: Just got permission to use an art piece I really like for the image cover of this story. Credits go to Reddit user Pirateking (u/thefairyspriggan).

Now, on with the show!

Chapter 1 - Emergence of Titans

It was over. He and Naruto had sealed Kaguya and ended the Fourth Shinobi War. With the alliance in place, the Elemental Nations could enter a state of peace. That's how it should go, right?

No. This so-called truce was only brought about by the fear of an overwhelming mutual threat. It was join hands or die. Now that the danger was gone, there was nothing left to keep this alliance together.

How long until the leaders of the five great nations decided they wanted another war? How many more would die from the envy and greed of their superiors?

"Now then, the rest is up to you, Sasuke."

That's right. To end the primordial goddess's technique, all that was left was for him to weave the sign of the rat simultaneously with Naruto. But before that...

"First, I'm executing the current five Kage trapped inside the Infinite Tsukuyomi."

The Uchiha could feel all eyes on him, some taking in deep breaths at his sudden announcement.

Did they not see what he did? How the cycle would continue repeating if nothing was done? He was going to take this chance to break this never-ending turn of events and change the world.

"Oh, and I'm putting all of you Tailed-Beasts under my control, and eventually, I'll get rid of you as well."

"What did you say?!"

The Nine-Tailed Fox raised an enormous claw, just to halt its movements as Sasuke's Rinnegan pulsed, placing it under a genjutsu, as well as the other beasts before they had a chance to react.

"Sasuke!" the Uchiha turned his head towards his former teacher. "Is this what your current dream is? Are you saying you're still seeking vengeance?!"

Kakashi Hatake... If anyone understood what Sasuke wanted, it would've been him. Kakashi of the Sharingan. An elite shinobi that had now participated in two Shinobi World Wars. In the third, he lost two of his closest friends. How many had he lost in this one? Yet, he still couldn't comprehend what the last Uchiha wanted.

"Answer me, Sasuke!"

"I admit, at one time all I wished for was pure destruction. My only wish was my revenge, but it's different now."

To purge this forsaken land.

"I will destroy and rebuild..."

To eradicate the twisted ideals of this reality.

"Rebuild a new world. One that cannot be tainted by darkness!"

What is necessary...

"What I'm pushing for..."

"Is a Revolution!"

With hands clapped together, he began to speak the words that would seal the great chakra beasts. Only for him to have stopped his technique as he caught the fist of an enraged Naruto Uzumaki.

"They just gained their freedom!" the blonde said. "Do you think I'm going to let you take that away from them?!"

He was close. So close to his dream. But just like always, there was only one thing standing in his way. Always... Always in his way!

Mismatched eyes of the Sharingan and Rinnegan met twin pools of sapphire.

"Everyone that could have stopped me is gone," Sasuke said. "The Kage in their slumber. The Tailed-Beasts under my genjutsu. But you. You're the only one standing in my way."

With a swift swing of his arm, the raven-haired boy threw his friend away from him. The blonde landed upright with no effort, his eyes never leaving the Uchiha. Sasuke matched his glare. His technique that kept the beasts at bay wouldn't last long, but he couldn't seal them with Naruto ready to jump him as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

"I guess I'll have to deal with you first, Naruto."

While he had already planned to take out his only friend, it was a hindrance that sealing the beasts would have to come afterward.

Annoying.

Sasuke turned away, confident that the chakra monsters would remain trapped as he disposed of the only remaining piece of his past.

"Let's move this elsewhere," without waiting for a response he took off. To where their battle began...

And where it would end.

"Guard team reporting. The perimeter has been set around the village. How's everything on your end, Attack team?"

Finally! Chandra thought to herself.

The red-headed woman felt her body ache as she lifted her gold-and-crimson armored body from the branch she had been laying on, shaking her head to dispel the grogginess that had begun to set in.

This was supposed to be just a simple graduation mission for her team and another fourth-year team, but her leader always had to have an over-complicated plan. Sure, it was a Village Security type job, but if they took out all the Grimm nearby before the creatures got close, then why would they need a party split for guard detail?

Chandra Fiametta swore to herself that when she obtained her Huntress license, she's only taking Search and Destroy missions.

"...andra … Chandra!"

Oh damn! "I'm in position."

"Stop daydreaming-"

"But it's night."

A groan could be heard from her earpiece, "Varian, report."

Huh. Guess he decided to ignore her this time. It's the small blessings that really matter.

"The traps are in place."

"Ciarra?"

Chandra looked upwards to the broken moon, her eyes meeting the figure of Team Amethyst's leader, patches of her pale skin not covered by her onyx black dress illuminated by the lunar light. Two wings that matched her apparel spread across the sky. If Chandra didn't know better, she could believe that the raven faunus was an angel of darkness she had heard about in stories.

"In position. Melaina, begin the operation."

There was no reply, only the howls of monsters in the distance. From her position at the top of her perch, Chandra could see some kind of white beast running towards her. Behind it, a herd of bone-plated black creatures, eager to catch their prey.

"Hold."

As the now known white wolf came into the clearing, its rider a chocolate skinned girl dressed in a white top with jeans to match, the Grimm began to funnel in. In a swift movement, the wolf jumped high above thin strands of steel thread. The wire, unnoticed by the mix of Beowolves and Creeps, carved into the dark flesh of the mindless beasts, bisecting those that had attempted to push past.

Those behind the now dispersing creatures turned, changing course to the other openings on the left and right sides, Boarbatusk taking it upon themselves to charge. While meeting with the same steel thread, the hard-headed creatures were bounced back instead of being cleaved.

Varian's voice sounded through the group's earpiece, "Targets are gathered and ready for capture."

Several glyphs appeared in the night sky, extending outwards until covering the area around the Grimm. Once it stopped, several shadowy bars made their descent, creating a cage around the creatures, as well as Chandra and Varian, who had been close by.

"The birdcage is set. Extermination in progress."

Flames danced around the young woman's armor, her fire lighting up the night as she jumped into the mass of black beasts.

As she landed, the fiery woman was met with an Ursa's claw. With flawless movements, she removed a metallic cylinder from her left hip and swiped upwards. The assaulting appendage flew high in the air, detached by an inferno blade. Before it could register the loss of its limb, the Ursa had been cut in half by the same weapon.

As the Ursa dispersed in a smoky wisp, Chandra flipped, barely dodging a charging Boarbatusk. Landing directly behind it, she threw her arm back, piercing the head of a Beowolf, as a blaze erupted from the bottom of her boot. Propelled by the fire, Chandra flipped the off-guard boar-like creature into the air with her foot, its soft underbelly facing her as she swung her blade forward.

The defeated creature fell to the ground as the burning blade shot outward from its hilt, the projectile creating a firestorm on impact, ridding Remnant of another group of Grimm.

The woman let a feral grin spread across her face, pleased with her work, as nearly a dozen Creeps pounced towards her. Not bothering to take a single movement, the flames around her armor shifted, forming thin spikes and catching her attackers midair.

"Quit playing, and finish up."

Chandra looked behind her to see Ciarra sheathing her straight-edged sword, as at least ten of their opponents fell. Before the pyromancer could reply, the faunus was gone, blinking out of existence and appearing within range of another group of Grimm that met the same fate as the last.

In front of her, three Beowolves halted in their tracks, steel thread tightening around their necks. Behind them, a man her age with mismatched eyes and an odd hair color combination of mint green and dark crimson. His extended fingers, the tips equipped with claws, closed, removing the beasts' heads in one swift movement.

Green and red eyes met her amber orbs, and with a nod, he threw his hands outwards. From the tips extended the deadly strings, wrapping around the nearest Grimm before traveling to another. In an instant, the dark beasts were held captive, struggling to make a move of their own. Igniting a small flame on her finger, she held it under a thread nearest her. The string never burned away as the blaze spread throughout all the connected threads.

Varian cut loose the strings from his clawed fingers as the ensnared creatures howled in agony as they burned to nothing.

He spun around, the palm of his left hand forcing the jaw of a Beowolf closed. With his right, the man grasped the throat of his enemy, his sharp tips penetrating his captive, and he pulled. The Grimm fell, flailing in pain, before the man's foot came down on its head, ending the creatures unnatural life.

Almost as soon as it began, the battle ended. The remains of the Grimm slowly disappearing as the cage that held them vanished. The flames around Chandra dispersed, though the trees and plant life around them continued to burn.

Walking towards them, the raven faunus frowned, "Have you so little control over your semblance that you must burn everything around you?"

"I do not burn everything!"

Varian spoke up, "Well, there was that time at initiation."

"And then that pillow fight during our second year," came the soft voice of Colette Lune over the earpiece.

Melaina approached the group, several more white wolves at her back, "And let's not forget about when Yeong-Ho-"

"I get it. I get it!" Chandra interrupted. What happened to girl-friend confidentiality?

"What about me?" Team Mocha's leader asked.

"Nothing!"

Varian and Melaina smirked at the flustered woman.

However, Ciarra was not amused, "Just put out these flames before they spread."

Chandra choked back her retort as she began to pull the blaze towards here. The job was done, now they just needed to meet up with the guard team and report their success.

The air around them began to vibrate. Before they knew it, the group was being pulled backward by an invisible force.

They each fought against the pull. Melaina, her back against the pack of wolves that were one by one lifted into the air, pulled out an art pad. With practiced skill, she hurriedly completed a drawing using dust paint. Infusing the picture with aura, a golem, white as winter snow, emerged from the page. Growing to the size of a two-story home, the summoned creature planted itself behind its master. The summoner must have made a command, as the creature took one of its giant arms and took hold of the raven faunus that had been desperately attempting to fly away.

Varian wrapped his sturdy threads around the other arm of the conjured construct.

Chandra, having been pulled out of reach of the construct, tried to dig her feet into the ground. Hoping to outlast whatever was tugging at them. Minutes felt like hours until the earth that had secured her feet to the land had been uplifted.

And then she too was in the air.

All at once, the world went silent. Neither the howling of the wind or the yelling of her companions reached her ears. And then she saw them. Two monstrosities. A giant nine-tailed fox surrounded in golden flames, a black ball of energy from its maw colliding with lightning in the hand of a violet-colored, almost human-like, creature.

Chandra didn't understand what had happened, as her world was flooded in white.

"...eam..."

What... was that?

"...tta….eam.."

That voice... Yeong-Ho?

"Attack team!"

Ciarra felt her entire body fight against her as she struggled to push herself off the ground. The weight of the dirt she was buried under, doing her no favors. Slowly she worked her way out from under the upheaved earth.

"Ciarra! Chandra! Varian! Melaina!" the leader of Team Mocha called. "Someone answer me, damn it!"

"I'm... here," Ciarra coughed, attempting to spread her wings to be rewarded with sparks of pain.

What had happened? They were being pulled by... Something... And then suddenly there was an explosion.

Her blood began to run cold. As the ringing in her ears dissipated, the woman attempted to focus her hearing. Listening for any sign of the others. To her left, the faunus heard a loud thud, as though several fallen trees had been tossed aside.

"Safe," Melaina said, the sound of whatever construct she had created crumbling away.

"I'm here too." From her right, Varian Arun wheezed out a laugh.

That's three of them, but what about...

"Do either of you see Chandra?" she asked.

Ciarra cursed her blindness, as silence permeated the air. "Well?"

"I... I don't see her."

The other woman spoke slowly, unsure of herself. Probably still looking around the area.

"What about her aura?"

Even if they couldn't see her, checking her aura levels would at least let them know her condition. What the faunus had not hoped to hear was a gasp from the man of their party.

"What?" No answer. "What is it?!"

"Chandra's aura meter. It's offline."

Offline? That wasn't possible. The energy of their scrolls may be finite, but it would take months before the dust supplying it power ran out. And as long as Chandra's scroll was within several meters of her person, it would transmit her aura levels, even if they were zero. The only possibility would be...

"Chandra!" She screamed, desperately calling out to her missing comrade. "Answer me!"

The response she received was the sound of several more explosions, the noise echoing in her hypersensitive ears. She stumbled before falling to the ground, her hands attempting to block out the offending sound.

What was happening? She couldn't see, and various explosions were assaulting her ears. Her instincts were screaming at her, demanding every fiber in her body to escape. Her mind fought to override her primal urge, concerned with her group's safety.

"She can take care of herself!" was what greeted her senses as the ringing lessened. "Chandra's scroll was probably destroyed in the blast."

"You can't believe that!" Melaina argued. "We have to find her, Min."

"You have to regroup!"

"Guys," Colette interrupted over the earpiece. "We have another problem."

"What is-" Min Yeong-Ho cut himself off. "Get back here now!"

And then there was silence. What was it that had him panicked? The faunus girl felt two hands grab her arms and pull her to her feet.

"You two go on ahead," the summoner told them. "Get back to the village."

"And what are you going to do?" Arun asked

Ciarra heard the sound of paper being torn, "I'm going to record whatever these things are and report it to Beacon. The headmaster needs to know."

The faunus reached out a hand, "I'm going with you."

"You're injured-"

"I'm going," she cut off Arun's protest. "If I can trap them in my cage, then we may be able to hold out for reinforcements."

Melaina's smooth hand took ahold of Ciarra's, "Are you sure that's a good idea? I was only going to observe."

The faunus's ears began ringing again as the battle continued in the background. Whatever these things were, she needed to be able to see them. And she could only do that if they were in her cage.

Without answering the summoner's question, she pulled on Melaina's arm, signaling for the woman to take the faunus with her.

Her partner found it useless to argue, "Fine. Let's go."

As the wind whipped around them, Ciarra could hear Arun yell something incoherent. Seconds turned to minutes, as she waited patiently on the back of whatever Melaina had summoned. Her own wings hanging limply on her back, unable to hold her weight.

"What do you see?"

"It looks like a giant gold-flamed fox fighting a... purple demon?" Melaina finished lamely.

Despite the terror flowing through her, Ciarra couldn't help but frown at the description.

"Wait... Now their not doing anything. It's like they're just staring each other down."

This was her chance, "Can you get me over them?"

"I can..." the summoner answered, "but I really don't want to."

"Just do it."

The faunus heard a sigh and a mumble of something about getting them both killed.

"Alright. Do it."

Feeling her cane back in hand, Ciarra placed both palms at the top of her weapon of choice, causing her semblance to activate. She could feel her glyphs form over the sky and take the shape of a cage that entrapped the two unknown beings. Now inside her cage, she could see them. A golden flamed fox with nine tails and what she could only describe as a tengu from old Mistralian stories. But there was something inside them.

She could see them, two men inside the beasts. Their energies connected. But something was wrong. The man inside the fox appeared to be in pain and the other man... He was looking right at her. One eye a bright red, the other purple, both with odd patterns, matched her vision. Without warning, she felt a pulse, and then there was nothing but pain.

"Damn it!"

Min Yeong-Ho cursed.

It was supposed to be a simple graduation mission. Guard a village on the border between Vale and Vacuo's territory, and take out some Grimm that had been spotted nearby. Even he had thought that he might have over-planned for this.

And then those things appeared. Even from the village, they were easily seen. A giant golden fox and a violet tengu. Both legendary creatures in his home country of Mistral, but that was it. They were only supposed to be myths. Stories passed down through time.

Yeong-Ho believed them to be interesting tales, but never once thought there was any truth to them.

But here they were, rampaging much too close for his comfort. And with their battle brought the Grimm.

To make it worse, Chandra's Aura meter had gone offline, the last thing he heard from Ciarra was her screaming, and Melaina wasn't responding. Varian was the only one to make his way back to the village, but he was worn down.

The leader of Team Mocha grit his teeth. The village was on the verge of being overrun by Grimm. He was missing three of his hunters, and two more were away from the frontlines to keep the peace. Eva wasn't the fiercest fighter, but her semblance to keep the masses calm with her songs had been a blessing.

"Colette, can you get a dome up?"

The short woman nodded, "It will use up all my earth dust."

"Just get it done," he told his blue-haired partner. "And reinforce it with ice. We can't afford to take any chances."

As Colette began concentrating, her gauntlets glowing the same white like the dust she's using, Min Yeong-Ho put a finger to his earpiece, staying vigilant for any Grimm that would approach.

"Silas, report."

The rough sound of a man came back, in the background the soothing voice of Evangeline Seraphina, "Everyone's gathered in the chief's manor. A few casualties, but no deaths."

A Beowolf swiped at the leader. Its claw hitting what appeared as a thin sheet of glass in front of Min. He cast an annoyed glare at the creature as the attack was repelled, and the assaulter slashed by a copy of its own natural weapon.

"Good," Yeong-Ho replied. "Keep them calm and quiet. Colette's creating a cover."

As the words left his mouth, walls of pure white arose, encircling the village. Slowly the borders climbed, bending once they reached a certain height to converge above them. As they set, he watched as frost spread around their cover, ice forming for extra strength.

"Varian, restore the light."

All at once, the street lamps that had been put out for the sake of not attracting attention ignited from the burn dust — illuminating the roads of the village.

The black-haired man turned to see the navy haired girl collapsed on the ground, her shoulderless shirt and black jean shorts sticking to her porcelain skin from what he assumed was sweat from the exertion.

"We have trespassers," Varian's voice came through.

"Their positions?"

From his place at the top of the clocktower, the dual-colored man listed off their enemies' location.

"A pack of Beowolves coming up on your six," He answered. "An Alpha Creep at the south wall, with at least a dozen mooks spread out. And an Ursa Major closing in on the mano- Nope, wait. Gideon just beheaded it."

A man of action, as expected of Silas. "Is there a breach?"

"No, just a few lingering assholes."

Colette attempted to stand, panting heavily, as the Beowolves began their charge.

Placing a hand on her uncovered shoulder, Yeong-Ho spoke, "Rest. I'll handle this."

A nod of her head as the only response, the black-haired man stepped forward. Removing his other hand from the pocket, revealing a metal replacement. White eyes met glowing red orbs as the first of the pack rushed forward, only to be met with the impact of steel on bone-plating. With the combination of his semblance, reflecting the opponent's power from either physical or dust attacks, and his own strength, the Grimm was launched away from the Huntsman-in-training.

Coming up from his sides, two more of the creatures attacked. Catching the outstretched limb on his right, he twisted the Grimm's arm, placing himself behind the dark beast. Yeong-Ho's other attacker's attempt blocked by the body of his captive, the Beowolf's claws digging deep into its ally.

Mocha's leader pushed, impaling the beast on the forelimb of another. Seizing the moment, the compartment in his palm opened, igniting burn dust and incinerating his enemies.

Through the flames emerged a fourth Beowolf, both arms extended, its maw opening before biting down on the man's arm. The beast's claws reflected, the imitations hacking off their original counterparts. Inside its throat, a blaze was set off, burning the creature from within. Yeong-Ho pulled from his foe, and with his arm came its severed head.

A look of disgust crossed his face as he threw his arm to the side, tossing away the skull of his fallen opponent. The torn sleeve of his right arm revealed the artificial limb from his elbow down.

His scorching hand caught the throat of yet another assaulter, crushing it and casting it aside. Reacting quickly, Yeong-Ho ducked under the claw of the sixth Beowolf, whirling around with a knife-hand strike, the high-temperature prosthetic melting its way through the Grimm's hide, severing it in half.

Mocha's leader ascended with an uppercut, catching another Beowolf in its jaw, making it airborne. Opening his fist, the soaring Grimm erupted in flames from the blaze from the man's palm.

"I can see why Chandra goes overboard," Yeong-Ho said to himself. "This is sort of amusing."

His musings interrupted from the growl of his first assaulter, its plating cracked. With a howl, it charged once again.

Min Yeong-Ho sighed, bringing his right arm down to his side, bent with his metallic forearm facing skyward, "Second verse same as the first."

The Beowolf pounced. Yeong-Ho stepped forward with his back leg, throwing out his fist. The two collided, bone giving in to steel, obliterating the creature's crown with pure force.

Yeong-Ho relaxed, releasing a breath as the Grimm corpses not scorched to ash evaporated. The sound of someone clapping came from his back. He turned to see the dissolving bodies of three Creeps and the amused expression of Varian Arun.

"You sure know how to put on a show, boss," his teammate laughed. "Wouldn't happen to be trying to impress anyone, would ya?"

The two shifted their gaze to the still-recovering Colette Lune, and then back to each other.

Yeong-Ho deadpanned, "Focus on the mission."

"Whatever you say."

The ground below them began to shake. The heterochromia man wrapped thread from his clawed fingertips around the black-haired man, pulling him away from where the Alpha Creep emerged.

"Is it bad I forgot they could do that?" his teammate asked, releasing Yeong-Ho.

Before the leader could answer, a fusion bolt of lightning and fire shot from between them, overwhelming the large Grimm with destructive elements.

"It's.. not fair... if only you two... get.. to have fun..." Colette said through labored breaths.

Her leader frowned, "I told you to rest."

"I did..." she replied. "And... I a-"

Her words were cut off as a volley of ivory javelin-like objects pierced through the top of the dome.
Their world turned to chaos, as Yeong-Ho maneuvered out of the way of several of the large objects. His movements came to a halt as he trapped himself between two of them, a third approaching. He held up his right arm, feeding aura into his semblance. His reflect, that had never once failed, shattered. The object caught his arm, removing the prosthetic effortlessly, but had been veered off course enough for the black-haired man to survive the encounter.

Min Yeong-Ho placed a finger on his earbud, "Silas. Eva. What's your status?"

"Just finished the remaining mooks," Gideon responded. "Those white things destroyed several buildings, but they only encircled me."

A hoarse voice cut through, "We're good here. Just barely, but the manor was missed. I've put the villagers to sleep so they wouldn't cause a panic."

The leader nodded to himself before calling out, "Varian! Colette!"

"I'm here!" Varian called, hanging upside down from one of the objects.

He waited a moment, hearing no answer from his partner.

"Colette?" he called. "Colette, answer m-"

His voice died in his throat. In front of him, laid Colette Luna. Where her torso once was stood a white pillar. Her limbs spread out, vital fluid flowing freely from there severed ends. His eyes traveled towards the disembodied head of his partner.

Violet orbs froze in shock.

"Colette!" he heard his leader cry.

It was unusual to hear for Varian, never knowing his leader to be more than slightly annoyed. The heterochromia man disentangled himself, rotating vertically to land feet first. Landing on his ass, however, was just as good.

Rubbing his backside after standing, he moved towards Yeong-Ho's voice. His movements came to a halt as he caught sight of what had made his leader cry out — their mutilated teammate's body. The once shy, soft-spoken girl, laid in pieces — her petite frame missing entirely. Varian could do nothing but watch as his ever stoic friend stood over the remains of Colette Lune.

The heterochromia man could only bite his lip. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It was a simple mission. They'd get it done, be praised by the villagers, stay at the local inn until a Bullhead picked them up in the morning. And then they would all graduate together and party the night away.

But now... Chandra was gone, vanished in the explosion.

He had watched Ciarra and Melaina fly towards those monsters. His calls for them to stop, to come back with him to the village, had gone unheard. There had been radio silence from them since.

And they weren't even the targets. The two titans, appearing from nowhere, only enemies were each other. Varian and his friends were just casualties, unlucky enough to be in the middle of their grand clash. Their confrontation attracting even more Grimm.

The man's eyes widened in realization. The Grimm! Those creatures were all around them, and now their shelter had a gaping hole — the two of them a beacon of negativity for the dark beasts.

From the air, he could see some of the avian Grimm break away from their group. Varian didn't have time to think as he made his way upwards, using his wire to pull himself to the top of the still-standing clocktower and throwing out his thread once more, wrapping it around a jagged edge of the once sealed dome.

Hanging in midair by the string from his left hand, he threw out his right. His fingers were moving in practiced and precise motions. His weapon of choice, every last that remained, stretched out to wrap around the uneven spikes created from the volley.

Secured, Varian tightened the grip on his right hand, pulling it close to his chest, as he allowed himself to switch to the use of his other side. With his task complete, the huntsman-in-training tied the threads together, cutting his connection to them and making his descent.

On the ground, he looked up to see his work already taking effect, catching several Nevermore tangled in his net. Behind them, older winged Grimm attempting to claw and peck away at what stood between them and their prey.

Varian could only watch, hoping against hope that it would keep their enemies at bay.

"Sorry, Kei," he mumbled to himself.

Above the mass of dark birds, the heavens erupted. Black lightning struck Remant, as the winds swept up everything in the area. The Grimm that had threatened them tossed aside.

The remaining team's safeguard collapsed.

The queen cast her gaze outside the window of her castle above the Grimm pools. Stained red skies encompassed the wasteland of her domain.

She could feel it. A malicious power that had robbed the witch's dark creatures of their life. All for strengthening itself. The energy was nostalgically familiar, yet not exactly as she remembered.

It called to her. Summoning her to become part of itself.

But she was no one's servant. She had proven it time and again. Defying men and gods alike.

"Dearil."

Behind her appeared an aging man. His crimson hair giving way to more than a few grey strands. His eyes were closed as he bowed to his mistress.

"You called milady?"

Salem turned to face her loyal subject.

"I have a mission for you."

And so ends the first chapter of Titans on Remnant Redux. I know I probably still downplayed Naruto and Sasuke's final clash. I originally had scenes from Atlas, Mistral, and Menagerie being affected by them. However, I cut them out before I even sent the first draft to Oj because they felt forced and I overall didn't like them.

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Until next time!