It was all wrong. Pyrrha's vacation trip should have been perfect. It was supposed to be a fun camping trip with her family before her school year started, and there should have been no Grimms on the mountain.

However, it quickly went wrong when the mountain shook, and numerous Grimm started pouring out of nowhere, and to make things worse, she got separated from her family.

So here she was running from multiple alpha beowolves, ursas, and all other Grimm monsters intent on shredding her to pieces. Thankfully, she was always quite agile and athletic so she could stay out of reach of the pursuing Grimm, but they were quickly approaching. Approaching fast.

Pyrrha's vision was getting blurry, and her lung began screaming with pain as she tried to keep up her speed, but as if fate decided to punish her more, another hole opened up beneath her, and she fell. She felt a sharp pain in the back of her head before she lost consciousness.

"Waaahh!" Pyrrha woke up with a panicked scream and began fighting whatever was wrapped around her. She didn't want to die. Not now! She just had her aura unlocked and the next year she would start training with weapons of her own design. She would be one more step closer to her dream of being a huntress. She couldn't die now!

"Woah! Hey! Hey! Calm down. It's just a blanket!" A human voice called out to her. Pyrrha was too busy wrestling with the Grimm to properly hear what he was saying; however, relief flooded her heart to know that there was someone nearby.

"Help me! Please help me get this Grimm off me!" Pyrrha desperately shouted.

"Just stop struggling! It's a blanket! A blanket!" She began feeling the Grimm's hold loosening on her. With a final kick, she was free.

She quickly looked around in panic. It seemed she was in a house on some sort of makeshift bed of moss. There was a stone table, a dim light on the ceiling, and a hooded figure laying on the ground with a blanket on his chest.

Pyrrha recalled kicking something solid when she kicked off the… Connecting all the dots, she was about to jump off the bed and help the man get up; however, the man immediately put up a hand and got up by himself. The entire time he grabbed his hood to keep it from falling off so she couldn't get a look at the man's face.

"Ummm. Where am I?" Pyrrha asked warily. The man looked like one of the weird cultists that she saw on TV. He was wearing a robe around him that was covering his entire body and some sort of crude gloves.

"Well, this is my…errr… home? Shelter?" The robed man answered with a small shrug.

"What happened? The last thing I remember is falling down a hole, chased by Grimm… Wait, my parents! Are they okay? I need to go to them!" Pyrrha began panicking and dived for the door before a sharp pain in her leg caused her to fall down again.

"Hey! Be careful. You aren't in any position to go anywhere. You sprained your ankle." After rebuking Pyrrha, he helped her up and helped her sit down on the bed. Pyrrha was surprised at how bony the man's fingers were.

"You're in no position to be walking anywhere. Besides even if you go out of that door you won't be able to find your parent most likely." Pyrrha looked at the man prompting him to continue.

"We are in some sort of a monster-filled cave system. You fell from this hole in the ceiling that opened up during an earthquake. Most likely your parents are above ground which is most likely a lot safer place than where we are now." The man slumped his shoulder as he explained the situation to the girl.

"There was a cave system under the mountain?" Pyrrha asked the man. The man straightened his back; however, the hood continued to obscure his face.

"A mountain? Do you know the name of the mountain we are under?" Pyrrha responded that her family was on a camping trip on the North Mistral Mountains.

"Huh. Err… What country is the mountain located? Is it in the United States, England, Canada, or some other English speaking country?" This time it was Pyrrha's turn to be surprised.

"I have never heard of those countries. We are in Mistral. The only other kingdoms I know of are Vale, Atlas, and Vacuo." The man leaned back in surprise.

"Kingdoms? Am I in like a fantasy middle ages or something? I know I am not on Earth…" Pyrrha began thinking that the man was crazy or something when he began spouting off even more terminology that didn't make any sense. What did he mean?

"Well, dirt is everywhere. So, you are on dirt… Also, as far as I know, the four kingdoms have been around for some time." Pyrrha was beginning to grow uncomfortable at how she couldn't see the man's face. The hood was starting to become unnerving.

"Do you know history?" Pyrrha nodded in answer.

"Yeah. We learn about it in school; however, anything before the four kingdoms is shrouded in mystery." The man only waved for her to go on. Pyrrha began reciting all the history lessons of the Kingdoms to the Great war to the Faunus' struggle for equal rights. Pyrrha was surprised even more when the man had no idea what a Faunus was so she had to go off on a tangent about who they were, and it somehow led to Pyrrha discussing how the government was structured. Pyrrha was about to go into detail about hunters/ huntresses and the academy when Pyrrha's stomach began to grumble.

"Oh. This is embarrassing. I forgot that living people ate. Hold on. I'll try to find something for you." With those words, he quickly exited the room and quietly closed the door behind him.

Pyrrha took the time to test out her foot. Her aura was unlocked last year when she was 11 so it should speed up her healing process. Once she was sure that her foot was able to hold up her weight, she got off the bed and peeked out the door. The man wasn't lying when he said that there was a cave system. The path extended to the right and left with the path being lit up by some sort of glowing moss on the ceiling. There were stalagmites and stalactites throughout the cavern. Pyrrha stepped out into the cave and realized how out of place the door was on the cave walls. It looked as if it was made…

"What are you doing?!" Pyrrha nearly jumped out of her skin when a voice hissed at her from behind her. The hooded man was slightly wet behind her holding some sort of fish.

"Quickly get inside! It's not safe out here!" The man quickly began pushing Pyrrha back into the room. Once back inside, the man placed the fish onto the table, and he began to gut the fish with an improvised knife he pulled out of from this drawer that was in the side of the table. Pyrrha found out why the table was shaped so weirdly. However, it soon became clear that the men had no idea what he was doing with the fish.

"Here. May I?" The man gladly relinquished the knife to Pyrrha as she began cutting into the fish with far more success than the man. Pyrrha felt the man become stranger by the second.

The man seemed to have noticed Pyrrha staring at him. "Is there something wrong?"

"Well… Your hood is really unnerving, and I don't know your name." The man slapped his hand on his face and began muttering angrily.

"So sorry. It's just been a long time since I have had contact with anyone else. I've been in this cave for a long time. The reason I have this hood on is because I have this really awful face wound that would scare you really badly if you saw it. In fact, me taking off this hood would cause you to start screaming and run out of the door in fear. As for my name, call me Lich." Pyrrha looked at him incredulously.

"Your face can't be that bad, and what is with your name?"

"My face is that bad. Have you ever seen what a human skull looked like? It looks like that. As for my name being Lich, I forgot my real name."

"Well, I'm done cutting the fish. Do you have a fire? Or something?"

"Yeah. Hand it over."

The man placed the fish onto a metal plate and put his gloved hand under it. Pyrrha was about to ask what the man was going to do when a fire appeared on his hand and began to cook the fish.

"That's cool. Is that your semblance?" Pyrrha asked the man.

"Semblance? Is that like another word for magic?"

"What no. That's silly. Magic doesn't exist. Semblance is like an individual's ability that's unique to everyone. It's fueled by your aura which is the manifestation of your soul. Aura is why I was able to heal my sprain so fast!" With those words, Pyrrha showed off her foot to the man.

"You know. That sounds like magic to me. Never heard of semblance before. Aura, yes, but I always thought it was some hallucinations that hippies had."

"What! How could you be able to do that without knowing what semblance and aura are! What type of backwater place did you come from?"

"A place that had no monsters. No magic. No semblance. Where aura wasn't real!"

"Aura is real! All living things with a soul have it!"

With those words, the man seemed to visibly shrink as he slumped into his chair. Pyrrha felt something was wrong with the man.

"Are you okay?"

"No. Not really. I need to get out of this cave system. I need to go outside and see just how much changed. I don't think I am on Earth anymore. I should figure that out when I realized that I could shoot out fireballs, and do all sorts of magic tricks… Hey girl…"

"My name is Pyrrha. Pyrrha Nikos."

"Pyrrha. What is the name of the planet we are on?"

"We're on Remnant."

"Yeah… Probably in a different dimension or world or something. Here. The fish should be done by now. Eat up."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"You're a nice girl for saying that despite that awfully loud rumbling before."

"I want to be considerate of others. It's one of the reasons I want to be a huntress. Oh, umm. It's sort of late, but thank you for saving me."

"We are going to have a nice long conversation, but you don't need to worry about me. I don't…err… I already ate. I'm going to go ahead and kill some monsters. Stay here. It's really dangerous outside with these weird shadowy monsters."

"You mean Grimm, right?"

"So that's what they are called."

"Where is your weapon?"

The man simply tapped his foot, and a bone spike rose out of the ground suddenly.

"I don't need weapons when I am a spellcaster."

So, okay. Today was a hectic day. Sucks that I am not dreaming this shit. At least, I can wake… stupid charcoal. Stupid floor. I never realized the convenience of paper and pencil until now. So yeah. Well then again, no one will probably see my desperate attempt at trying to keep sane. Writing out my thoughts have been said to be therapeutic so I am testing it out right now. Maybe I can organize my thoughts on what the hell is happening by writing this out.

I wake up on the cold hard floor in a cave instead of my bed in my apartment. Forget waking up in time for my college class with this shit I am in. At first, I thought it was a prank, so I started yelling out that it was all fun and all that, until my yelling attracted a big shadowy red-eyed bone-covered wolf that leaped at me and started tearing into me. After tearing off a chunk of my arm, I managed to run away.

I thought that I would bleed to death, but even after losing a really scary amount of blood, I didn't lose consciousness, didn't feel woozy or dizzy, and more importantly, didn't die. Even stranger is that my arm doesn't hurt, and I can still move my arm like nothing happened to it.

Insane right?

So I got up and kept walking until I went into a room that was just littered with bones. I am not joking. There were bones everywhere. To make things worse, it was all human bones. I couldn't even see the floor because there were so many damn bones. So, I was like fuck this shit I am out until a giant fuckin shadow bear came out from behind me and attacked. I had no choice but to go into the room, and I quickly picked out a femur to use as my weapon.

I clubbed that stupid bear to death. Nah, I'm joking. I got mauled. The bear ripped out my abdominal wall, and my guts spilled everywhere. Now here I am grabbing onto my guts, crawling away from the bear, and I had this most absurd thought about how the bones around me would form into a skeleton, and it would fight the bear.

Then, the very absurd thing I thought happened. My thoughts came into reality. I felt this pull in my heart as a freaking skeleton formed between me and the bear, and the two fought. Freaking out, I ran deeper into the room and jumped behind this mound of bones. I still could hear the fighting. Once I shoved all my guts back in and tied my shirt around my wrecked abdomen, I looked back and saw the skeleton getting beat up. I began thinking if the other bones would turn into a skeleton and attack the bear, and sure enough more pulls from my heart and more skeletons rose up and began swarming the bear. I sort of got tired of how the skeletons were trying to beat the stupid bear with their fists instead of picking up the bones filling the room and using them as weapons and as soon as I thought that, they picked up the bones and began clubbing or stabbing the bear. When the bear finally collapsed, it just faded away like it never existed.

So yeah… Here I am. At the entrance to the very room. Surrounded by five skeletons that can somehow read my mind… I just thought of how the skeleton with the cracked skull would break dance. It did. Hey, maybe I'll try summoning more!

I summoned 5 more. Another was going to form, but it broke apart halfway after this massive squeeze from my heart. That was really scary for a second. I thought that was a heart attack for a second.

Maybe I ran out of mana or something? Wow. Look at me. Already starting to think in game terms. This is how absurd this situation is. So, it seems I have necromancy powers… That is very concerning. Am I undead?

Oh god. I have no pulse! I have no pulse in my throat! But, it doesn't make sense because when I put my hand on my chest, I feel my heart beating…

I don't want to delve on to this. Next.

Where am I? I don't think I am on Earth anymore. For one, the physics behind skeletons moving without muscles. Just how? So obviously I am probably in like this world of magic. Or maybe I am in like a computer simulator. Or maybe I am in like this hallucinating dream world. I don't know. I wonder what my friends and family are thinking about my disappearance right now. I wish I could tell them I was alive.

I'm running out of charcoal. Hopefully, I'll find more wood who knows what else I might dig up in this skeleton pile?

Hello! It's me again. I don't know how long ago since I last wrote, but something traumatizing happened to me again so I had to start writing this shit out. With a piece of rock. I think it's some sort of graphite, but I don't know.

So… ummm…. My body is rotting. I have fungus growing on my arm's wound, and there is this nasty smell coming from my intestines. Yeah. My wounds never healed nor scabbed over. I don't know how long it was since I last wrote, but the state my body is in right now is so disgusting that I just had to write this out. Oh shit. I gripped the pencil so hard that the skin on my finger just got ripped out.

Now, this should hurt like shit or I should be dead, but here I am still walking and talking somehow. Also, it seems that my nerves are dying out as well. Even my sense of smell is getting weaker. Or I am just getting used to the smell of rotting permeating from my body. I'm starting to lose feeling in my entire body. I can still feel like pressure or claws digging into me, but they don't hurt, and I don't feel warm or cold or prickly anymore.

I don't know how I am still alive. Like my heart is still beating and all that. I have thoughts that instead of a fantasy world I was in hell instead, but if I was in hell, I don't think hell should be this… what's the word… lax? If this was hell, it did a poor job at punishment.

Speaking of fantasy, it sort of feel like I am in a video game. I even start behaving like I am in a game. I named one of my skeletons ballsdeep010, and another skeleton microwavedgerbil. I even decided to act like my disgusting body was some sort of avatar with a curse which would explain all this rotting flesh. I named myself Lich because of my magic affinity. I know that it makes it seem that I am not taking the situation seriously, but when considering that everything I know and love is gone, and I haven't seen anybody alive ever since coming here and I won't see my. Just look at it as like a sanity saver. Thinking this is all a game has been helping with my sanity a little.

Speaking of games, I can use spells! It's really weird. So, first, though I should state that I am now calling these shadow monsters Shadows. Yeah, I know. Real creative. Fuck creativity with names right now. So, once I made these skeletons, I sort of went exploring a bit. It turns out that every time I kill Shadows, I get stronger in a way. Like, my heart feels bigger, and it feels like something is filling my heart. After feeling this really weird sensation, I began to think about maybe my heart is like a mana storage and killing these Shadows restores mana and increases the storage.

After I killed more Shadows, I decided to make more skeletons to test out my theory. I am now a proud owner of some 500 skeletons. Now, it may seem like a nightmare to manage them all, but I sort of learned that I can program them in a way. I just state what the skeletons do in certain situations, certain tactics (now I am still trying to find a way to teach them how to apply those tactics.), and other stuff. Now, the problem is that they can't do any learning on the spot. They don't learn from their mistakes, and they have trouble adapting to changing situations. Like there was this one time, a room had this steep drop. The skeletons fought as if there was no steep drop. After realizing that I was losing too many due to them falling down, I had to order my skeletons to fight while considering that there is a massive fucking drop right next to them. They kept it in mind after I yelled at them and in the future, not one skeleton fell into a steep drop ever again, but I still had to step in and teach them common sense.

Now, I am familiar with how low-level undeads are considered dumb in games and are incapable of complicated tasks. That is untrue. The undeads are just incapable of learning by themselves. They need someone to learn for them and implant that knowledge into them through orders. For example, I ordered a couple of skeletons to do some bone carving. It's really hard, and it took me a long time to master it. I can't give any specific time because well I am in a cave. I think it has been a couple months or something due to how disgusting my body has become with decomposing body parts. Whoops. There goes my ear now. How my heart is still beating I don't know.

Anyway, back to bone carvings, it is really complicated and hard, but the skeletons can learn how to do it. I had them copy exactly what I did, and they did it exactly in one try. Now, they are bone carving pros. However, they can only copy carvings that I "teach" them. They can't make new styles of carvings. Although how fast they learned carving made my struggles feel like a joke. So yeah, the skeletons are like amazing autonomous… things. I still don't know how to consider these skeletons.

I can do other spells, but… it's not omnipotent. My first attempt at doing other spells was really cringeworthy. So, the first thing I did was do this really cringy chant, held my arm up and yelled Fireball. Nothing happened. Then, I started doing all sorts of variation with most ending in cringy failure. I even went as far as doing all sort of weeaboo shit. It eventually ended with me going all Greek philosophical and using the four "elements" of earth, fire, water, and air in tangent with the mana in my heart. It worked. My mana is converted to create and manipulate the four elements. How I do spells is like impossible to explain. I sort of feel like a connection to one of the elements, and I sort of bribe it to do something with my mana. The best way I can describe it.

I can also control darkness using a similar process to the four elements for some reason… Fuck logic. That went out the window when I decapitated a shadow with a "darkness slash". Man. If I just had a suit and a white mask, I could look like god damn slender man… that had rotting body parts.

Enough about me. Writing about what I have done so far makes me feel narcissistic. So… umm… I am in a weird cave system. Or should I call it a graveyard? So far, I have explored this cave, and it looks like a really complicated loop with rooms and branching paths from the maps that my skeletons have drawn while I had them explore. Lots of rooms with bones. Lots of rooms with bones in coffins. I even found this really fancy room with gold lining everywhere. There were even bones buried with weapons, but they are all rusted when I found them. I used my earth manipulation to get rid of the rust though. I gave them to my skeletons though.

One room, in particular, is weird though. There's a weird fancy ass magic looking door. Has this really fancy orb in the middle with some writing on the top. Can't read the writing. I tried opening it and all that but nothing works. I tried having my skeleton mine around it, but an earthquake occurred every time my skeletons made any real progress with mining. I put all hold on messing with the cave walls for now. Looks like I won't be able to just dig will-nilly.

More exploring needs to be done though. Been finding some nice shit, too. Now I just need to find where all these Shadows are coming from. You would think that I have committed genocide of these Shadows when considering that I send like 400 of my skeletons out to hunt every single one of those assholes., but they still exist in these caves. So, I think there is like this spawning area or something. I don't know. I don't like fighting the Shadows. After all, why hunt them myself? Fighting is scary as shit. All those movies with brave warriors facing down the enemy or these giant ass monsters with a straight face and a swinging sword. Yeah, right. Fuck that shit. If you actually enjoy fighting with your life on the line, you are either crazy or an idiot. My skeletons have pretty good durability anyway. The only way to stop them is to break their bones. Which is pretty hard to do it turns out especially when I reinforce them with metal.

Oh yeah. I can also make iron from mud! Who knew! Look at me breaking the laws of physics with…

Sorry. Back again. I thought I saw something around that corner. Maybe I am just being para…

*blood splatters*