Wow, a new story already? Incredible, absolutely incredible. This is a funny idea that I came up with after watching Volume 6 Episode 3 of RWBY, and then I combined that idea with another idea from one of my favorite Netflix shows, Lucifer. A few weeks later, and here we are. I just couldn't help myself.

I tried to find the God of Darkness in the character selections, but I just couldn't find him. So I put OC for now.

If you haven't watched RWBY Volume 6, at the very least watch episode three on Roosterteeth's website so you can get a feel for the God of Darkness here.

Of course there is going to be spoilers, so watch out for that as well.

Beta: Crowskull

Detective Grimm

Chapter 1- Prologue

A new man walks through the streets of Atlas, humming a soft tune as he runs his hands through his dark purple hair and black twisted horns. He is fascinated by the advanced city and those that live within it. Everything he looks at is something new for him to set his eyes upon. What ails him however is the twisted looks some of the other humans are giving him, he was just walking by being polite, and they would just look at him with disgusted expressions on their faces. As he was walking he was thinking about why this could be the case, why a man just enjoying the sights of the kingdom of Atlas would be looked at in such a way.

At first he thought it was because of the nature of his beautiful horns, and if that were the case then he would have had to send a message to the humans, just to put them in there place. One snap of his fingers and they would be gone. But when the other creatures with animal parts on them started to look at him weird, some with angry flustered expressions as they tore their eyes away from his. He finally realized what was going on.

They weren't disgusted by him because of his horns, God's no, they were disgusted by him because of something he didn't have on his body.

Clothes.

"Come now humans, is it so distasteful to walk with your natural assets on display?" The horned man said as he showed himself off to those around him, his lower half less than subtle with the way it follows his pelvis. "I'm positive that you mortals actually enjoy these kinds of things."

"Put some clothes on you freak!" A young man from across the road yelled to him.

The strange man's dark purple eyes glowed angrily for a second, and he was about to erase the other man's existence on the spot, but kept himself under control with calm deep breaths. It would not be good for him to just snap his fingers and destroy the mortal, that would give him very negative attention, and for his vacation to go smoothly he would rather not bring that kind of negative attention onto himself.

"Very well mortal, would you mind giving me directions to the closest tailor?" The God of Darkness in a human form he gave to himself asked the young man from across the street, a kind smile on his face and hiding the front of his lower half behind some sort of transportation device.

"Tailor? You mean a clothing store?" The mortal from across the street asked him.

The God rolled his eyes. "No, I meant the king of this kingdom. Of course I meant a clothing store! I thought you humans were supposed to be smart." He chuckled to himself at his own quip.

The human male from across the street also rolled his eyes in annoyance, but seemed to be kind enough to actually point in the direction of a tailor just down the road. The God of Darkness' eyes lit up and he thanked the human with a regal bow, showing off his behind to those unfortunate enough to be walking behind him at that time.

"Thank you mortal! I will remember this kindness and will reward you in the near future." He said as he sauntered away into the middle of the street to cross the road.

A vehicle came skidding to a stop just before they could hit the strange naked man, honking the horn at him as he just waved back at him with a light chuckle. They don't even know how close they came to death themselves.

The God in a skinny pale human form sighed exasperatedly as he closed the door behind him, the bell ringing as the door opened and shut.

"Hello sir, how may I- Oh my God!" The owner with fluffy bear ears exclaimed as she averted her eyes.

"Yes, I am here." He called back with a smirk. "I seem to be in need of something you mortals call, clothing. Will you be able to help me with that?"

"Er…" The young woman cracked one of her eyes open to look up at the very tall man, he must have been nearly seven feet tall, and he was built like a Huntsman. His purple eyebrows arched up as he awaited the owner to assist him in this endeavor. After a few moments of the woman's eyes roaming all over his body, she finally snapped out of it when the man placed a hand atop her ahead and patted her faunus ears.

"My, are these the creatures my brother told me about? While your kind was definitely created by accident, I must say I adore these extra parts." He said as he stroked her hair with a fond smile on his face.

With a yelp and a blush the young woman slapped his hand away, and her ears went flat against her head as she beckoned for someone else to take control of the situation. A larger man came by and saw what was going on, a tall naked man reaching toward his daughter was not a sight welcome to his eyes.

"What the hell are you doing you freak!? Get away from her!"

"Very well," The God shrugged and turned around, entering one of the aisles to search for clothing himself. "Oh, and since you're following me around, do you have any purple suits? I believe you mortals call them 'tuxedos'."

The older large bear faunus recoiled back a bit out of confusion and shock. "What? Sir, you're naked, how about we get you something to cover up for now." His anger disappeared once he looked into the taller man's purple eyes, there was just something within them that made him completely apathetic to the situation at hand.

"Tell me mortal." The God of Darkness cooed as he placed a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes even deeper. "What is it you desire, in the short life you have left?"

The older looking man's eyes seem to have gone completely empty, and he almost lost his balance if it weren't for the others hand on his shoulder keep him steady. His smile grew wider and his eyes glowed faintly as he allowed a tiny fraction of his power overrule any independance the mortal once had in that moment.

"What are you doing to him!?" The daughter exclaimed, stomping up to his side and glaring at him as she also helped with keeping her father on two feet.

"Oh nothing to worry about, he's just reacting to me." The God told her without breaking eye contact with her father.

"I… want the humans to leave my daughter alone, to stop tormenting her while I can't do anything about it. It makes me feel so useless as a father. I already let them take her mother, I can't bear to lose my daughter too." The old bear faunus said, a single tear threatening to come out each of his eyes.

With something to work with, the God took his hand off of the faunus' shoulder, and he started breathing heavily as soon as the eye contact was severed. The faunus daughter widened her eyes and hugged her father as soon as he came back to his senses, but he still stared up at the taller man who was now grinning at him.

"Very well, find me a suit and some other clothing and you shall get what you desire." The God in disguise promised as he stood up straight, towering over the other man.

"C-can you? The same group always come here around the same time, if you could help I would gladly help you find something to wear."

"Of course! It is well within my power to assist a mortal, just find me something to wear, and you shall get what you desire." The horned man said with a wave of his hand.

The faunus creature ran off to a different part of the store, eager to complete his task. The God waited patiently and hummed a tune as he sat down on one of the stools in the store, closing his eyes and listening to the sounds of the world around him, every sound of modes of transportation driving by along with the constant vibrations of footsteps filling his senses as he awaited for the mortal to complete the task given to him.

The daughter tapped him on the knee with a shoe, earning herself his attention in the form of a rude exasperated sigh. "What is it young one? Can't you see I am busy?"

"How did you do that to my father? Just who are you?" The young woman asked, staring into his eyes and nowhere else.

"Oh that is the first time I have been asked that today!" The God exclaimed happily as he leaned forward in his seat. "As for the first question, lets just call it an… ability, that I have."

"Like a semblance?" The young girl asked, her eyes lighting up just a bit.

"Sure, why not." The God shrugged, not really knowing what a semblance is. "As for whom I am, young lady, I am the God of Darkness." He said with a wide smile as he stretched his arms apart divinely. "You may have heard about me before, I am most famous for my creating of the creatures of darkness."

"You mean from that silly fairy tale that my father used to tell me when I was younger?" The young girl asked, uncontrollable chuckling escaping from her lips.

The God's eyes narrowed in a mixture of confusion and anger.

"Fairy tale!? You mean to tell me that the world no longer believes in the Gods of Light and Darkness!? Preposterous, I know I destroyed almost all of humanity, but even after a few thousand years I would think that we would not be forgotten so easily after that foolish woman raised an army against my brother and I."

"You're telling me that you're over thousand years old?" The girl asked him, earning a scoff from the God in disguise.

"Oh, my dear child. I am as old as eternity itself." The God of Darkness proclaimed proudly, puffing his chest out with pride. "Can't you tell?" He asked next, gesturing to his very fit and strong looking body with not a hint of fat visible, then to the perfectly natural dark purple hair and black healthy twisted horns atop his head. He didn't exactly give off the vibe of a being as old as time existence itself.

"Sure…" The young girl said, obviously not believing him. "Hey… is there anyone you regularly visit?"

"Well, I suppose so. I did spend the past three thousand years alone with my brother in the vast emptiness of space. He always tells me to be patient, but I just got so bored, I just have to stretch my divine parts every now and again. I'm on vacation now by the way." The strange man said with a chuckle.

"Huh… okay then. I've never heard that one before." The young girl said as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "And you're the one who's supposed to convince those humans to stop tormenting us?"

"Of course! I am the God of Darkness, and I never go back on my word."

As soon as those words left his mouth, her father came back into the fold, holding a variety different clothing. Starting with a small pair of trousers that was thrown on top of the lower half of his body, with a shrug his stretched his legs and pulled them up his body. Underwear is the name of this article of clothing, if he is correct.

"I found something that I think would fit you, it's laced with aura so if it tears it would fix itself up given time. If you ever need to wash it, just return here and we can do it for you." The old man said as he hung up the tuxedo on an empty clothesline.

"Phenomenal work mortal! It is just perfect for me!" The God in disguise exclaimed happily as he stood up and immediately started dressing himself right in front of the two faunus. After a few minutes, he finally finished tying up his tie and fixing up the black dress shoes given to him. The whole time the owners both wanted to explain to him that he has to pay for it first, but couldn't bring themselves too when they saw the happy expression on his face. But they can't just let him walk out the door with it…

"That is a very expensive suit, but for you I think I can give you a discount." The male bear faunus offered with a small smile.

"Oh, I forgot I had to pay for things… what era are we in? What do you pay for things of value with in this day n' age?" The God of Darkness asked, genuinely curious. "I seem to have lost track of time."

"Er… Lien, sir, you pay for things with lien."

"Ah! Very well, how much for this one then?" He asked next, gesturing to the dark purple suit on his body.

"With the discount included, about 3,500 lien." The bear faunus said. "You do have the money for that, right?"

"Of course! Who do you think I am?" With a snap of his fingers, an entire briefcase blinked into existence in a sphere of purple energy. The two owners both widened their eyes in shock when he opened the briefcase to show many hundreds of thousands of cards worth of lien, and then shut it and handed it to them. "I assume that will suffice, hm?"

"S-sir! This is way too much! Just one percent of this would be more than enough for the suit." The young woman proclaimed, modestly giving the case of money back.

"Nonsense, this is the perfect amount!" And he also didn't want to admit that he didn't know how to count the money, it was the first time he ever had lien in his hands after all. "More then enough for you to make repairs once we're done here."

The two faunus looked at him with confused expressions on their faces, and right on cue the a group of three humans walk into the store. The now clothed God of Darkness fixed his sleeves and then turned to face them all with his arms outstretched to his sides.

"Why hello humans! I am afraid that I have a deal to uphold, so you three are going to have to walk out that door, and never return to this establishment, understood?" The God in disguise explained simply, bringing his hands to rest behind his back as he looked at all three of the adolescent humans.

The biggest one who was showing off a pistol on the side of his hip scoffed, and stepped forward. "Like we'd listen to another one of you animals. We humans have to keep putting you faunus is your place."

"Faunus? Is that the name that this species have been given?" He asked, gesturing toward the two bear faunus behind him. "My oh my, I certainly have missed a lot in the few millennia I haven't been to this world." The God of Darkness said with a chuckle.

"Are you stupid or something? You're one of them too."

"I am?" The God asked, surprised.

"Yes! You have those disgusting horns on top of your head!"

That, was not a wise thing to say. The God of Darkness' eyes glowed an angry dark purple as a reaction to his beautiful horns being insulted. His suit blew along with the sheer pressure that he gave off as he let some of his power out in his human body. His smile disappeared and he took a single step forward. Two out of the three humans gulped and stepped back nervously, already afraid of the man in purple, and wisely so.

"What did you just say?" The God in disguise asked, his hands leaving the privacy of being behind his back and handing at his sides.

The human made the last mistake he'd ever make.

"You think I'm scared of you? Those disgusting horns on your head would look good mounted on my wall." He said as he unholsterd his gun and aimed it at him.

The God of Darkness simply snickered in response, bringing one hand up to form a snapping gesture. With a loud snap that seemed to silence everything else around them, the annoying human's hand starting to disintegrate along with the gun itself, the pain being caused by such an anomaly making him scream in pain as his other arm also started to disintegrate. Purple dust falls from his body until finally, his entire body crumbles into a pile of dark purple dust that is almost black to the naked eye.

With a satisfied sigh, the God in disguise looked toward the two other humans, who were already on their way out of the establishment, and if they were wise, they would never go back there again.

He fixed his suit, and made to exit the store, ignoring the shocked expressions that the kind faunus' behind him have on their faces. He could sense the shock and fear in their bodies, but also the gratefulness.

"They shouldn't be bothering you ever again now miss, and with that, I shall take my leave." He said as he opened the door once again, dusting the remains of the human he destroyed the existence off of his brand new shoes. "You should clean that up by the way, it may stain the wonderful floor you have." The God in disguise left as soon as those words left his mouth, closing the door behind him and while whistling a tune, walks onto the sidewalk and makes his way down the roads of Atlas.

Only to be stopped by the sounds of sirens behind him.

"Freeze sir! Under the authority of the Atlesian kingdom, you have been reported for disturbing the peace and public nudity. You are under arrest." A woman wearing a blue and white uniform declared as she stepped out of her vehicle, earning nothing but a curious look from the man she is to be arresting apparently.

"Oh, nudity is frowned upon in this day n' age? My apologies, I should have known! I am the God of Darkness after all, I played a rather large part in your creation I will have you know." He said with a smile, showing know physical resistance to the officer before him, who is now looking at him like he is insane.

"Wow… I've never heard that one before." The officer took on a notepad to start writing in. "Have you been taking drugs sir?"

"Drugs? What are those?" The God in disguise asked, genuinely curious and eager to know.

"That would be a yes then…" The officer sighed. "I am going to have to take you in sir."

"Oh my, I suppose it couldn't hurt, I will have to warn you however that my ways of pleasuring a woman may be too much for your feeble mind to handle." The disguised God said, flattered by what he thought was an offer.

"Take you into the station sir, God why do I always get the freaks." She muttered under her breath as she took both of the man in purples hands and put handcuffs on them, earning a surprised hum from the God in disguise as she lead him to the car. "It'll be a short ride to the station, just sit still." The woman said as she pushed him into the car.

"Very well, I shall indulge on this little adventure you're taking me on." The God in disguise said as he snapped the handcuffs easily, freeing his hands and closing the door to the passenger seat in the back of the car himself for the woman.

She almost took her gun out to aim it at him, but when he smiled and waved at her through the window, she sighed and rolled her eyes, then entered the driver seat of the car. Locking all the doors as soon as she shut the door.

"I don't know how you were able to break those, but don't do anything like that again please." The officer told him, starting up the car.

"As you wish m'lady. But pray tell, what is this mode of transportation called? I am afraid I am not from the area." He asked her, looking around the vehicle and feeling every nook and cranny of the leather seats.

"What? You don't know what a car is?" The woman asked him, one eyebrow arched up out of confusion.

"Is that so odd? I did mention I was a foreigner, did I not?"

"Yes… to both those things." The officer sighed loudly against a muttered something about always getting the weirdos.

Soon, after marveling at the new technology that his creations have managed to create themselves, they came to a slow stop. The God in disguise looked up to see a red light above the street, but to him that meant nothing.

"Why have we stopped?" He asked.

"We're at a red light…" The woman answered hesitantly, as if the answer to that question should have been obvious. When she looked at the rear view mirror and saw his confused expression, she sighed and elaborated. "A red light means stop, sir."

"Ah, I see, I assume that is to prevent any sort of accidents or a halt of traffic?" He asked next.

"I… guess you can word it that way too."

The light turned green, and they made a right turn. Absolutely shocking that God of Darkness. "Why did you make the turn if the light was still on?" He asked like a giddy child who just figured out that they can ask questions as much as they want.

"Because sir, green means go, and before you asked when we see one later, yellow means slow down, and be cautious." The officer explained to him with undetected agitation in her voice.

"Ah, I am learning so much now, this is the first time I've been to this part of the world in a few thousand years. I've missed out on so much it seems!" The God in disguise said as he looked out the windows, still in awe at what he sees.

The officer slammed her head against the steering wheel after hearing that sentence.

The God of Darkness got bored again, he sat in an empty room with a metal table, and yet again he has been handcuffed, this time his hands were chained to a metal bar across a metal table. He whistled a tune and waited patiently for something fun to happen, or anything at this point.

The officer from earlier who was so kind as to his many questions about the world just left him in here and said to stay put while she went to go get someone qualified to speak with him.

But he didn't think it was going to take sooo long.

Out of boredom, he snapped his handcuffs again, throwing the useless metal against the wall and watching as it hit the ground.

"Hey! What are you doing!?" Someone over the intercom asked him, his voice sounded angry.

"What am I doing? Why, I am simply stretching my arms, can't you see?" The God in disguise asked as he stretched his arms out above his head and yawned.

The door to the interrogation room finally opened up, and a man with a buzzcut walked in, he also adorned an officers uniform, but this time it looked more decorated. He was definitely a man of importance.

"Oh dear, I've only been here for a few hours, and I have the attention of a veteran officer? My, that must be a record." The disguised God said with a chuckle.

"I don't usually deal with these kinds of things, but when I tried to pull up your records by facial recognition. I got nothing, there is no record of you even existing, there is no one else in the world with horns like yours even. Technically, you don't even exist." The man with a hard expression said as he sat down, his white gloved hands intertwined with each other as he rests them on the metal table. "Just who are you?"

"Ugh, It was only fun to answer that question the first time. Mortal, I am the God of Darkness, and no I am not on what you humans call 'drugs', I simply decided to take a vacation from everything, so I suppose that would be why there are no records of me." He explained with a roll of his eyes, spinning around in his chair out of boredom.

"Sir, you are obviously mentally ill, we can help you if you let us." The high ranked officer said, his gaze slightly softening as he watches the man in the purple suit. "My name is James, James Ironwood. What is yours?"

"My name? Huh, I never thought to give myself one." The God said to himself, leaning back in his seat and really putting some thought into what his answer should be. "Hmm, I suppose it is a tradition you humans follow, if I wish to keep my cover I should go by a name then, shall I?" He asked Ironwood, who is unamused by what he thinks is a some sort of bad joke.

"I'll take your silence as a yes, very well, I shall give myself the name Diam, Diam Grimm." 'Diam' smirked to himself, proud of the name he thought up for himself. He did create the Grimm after all, it is fitting that he had the namesake of his most prized creations. "Yes, I do quite like the sound of that one."

"Okay... Mister Grimm." it almost hurt for Ironwood to say those words. "Why is it that there is zero records of you, or even another one of your faunus kind."

"Oh, this inquiry is an easy one to answer." Diam said with a chuckle. "I simply didn't exist until today, you could say that I… was around until I decided to take a vacation."

"Hmm… well, there are claims against you for walking on the sidewalks of this great kingdom stark naked, do you deny these claims?" Ironwood asked him.

"Oh no, none can deny claims such as those." Diam said with another chuckle. "In my defense, I was unaware that humans would rather not see a man naked walking through the streets, even if my physique is one where most men would kill for."

"You are confessing to the crime?"

"If said crime is me unknowingly causing a disturbance, then realizing my error and buying clothes for myself, then yes, I am."

"Okay then…" Ironwood pinched the bridge of his nose. "Once you pay the fine for the minor crime you committed, I am going to have to create official records for you, unless you wish to do it yourself that is."

Diam simply smiled at the man of authority, and with a snap of his fingers, another briefcase full of lien dropped onto the table, this time with several million lien in the case. Ironwood widened his eyes and slammed the case shut with a snarl. "Are you trying to bribe me!?"

"Bribe you? Heavens no, I am simply paying off the fine I have been given, I assume this will suffice?" Diam asked, pushing the briefcase toward Ironwood.

"I am the General of the Atlesian military, and the headmaster of Atlas academy sir, and I came here to personally speak to you myself about the concerns on who you are and what you are capable of. You obviously have the skill of a huntsman, I can tell just by looking at you."

"Why thank you James, I am flattered."

"What are your intentions Diam? If that is even your real name? Are you here to cause harm to the citizens of Atlas?" Ironwood asked, leaning over the table to match the height of the God of Darkness.

"My intention is to enjoy my vacation!" Diam exclaimed, throwing his arms out to the side with a laugh. "And I must say, I am enjoying it so far. It suddenly got so exciting! Tell me General… there is one thing about you that has piqued my curiosity." Diam stood up, and looking into his eyes. "What is it you desire?" He asked, his dark purple eyes glowing slightly as he used one of his powers on the General.

James felt weird for a moment, his head feeling fuzzy but not in an uncomfortable way. it felt soothing... it felt good, to finally feel like he can get something off of his chest. "What… are you doing?" He slurred, a little dizzy as he stares into dark purple eyes.

"Oh you're a complicated one, no matter." Diam focused a little harder on cracking the General, until finally, he gave in.

"I… I want to protect my people from any who wish to do them harm, by any means necessary." The General said with a confused tilt of his head.

"An admirable goal General." Diam said, leaning back and shutting off his power, letting James come back into reality. "But I assure you, I am not here to cause anyone any harm." His mind strays back to the human he vaporized just about three hours ago. "Anyone else I mean."

"I… I believe you." Ironwood said with a chuckle, still a little dizzy. "Very well, I suppose I can take only what I need to pay off the fine, other then that you are free to go Mister Grimm."

"I thank you General, really I am flattered that the General of the Atlesian military himself would come down to interrogate me, it almost makes no sense for someone of great importance to be in a lowly police station." Diam said with a roll of his eyes, already knowing who was behind that current of events.

"I was just in the area, I just had a feeling I would be needed. And I always trust in my gut." Ironwood said as he stood up along with the disguised God.

"Oh, I'm sure." Diam said with a knowing smirk, before getting an idea. "I believe I have overstayed my welcome here, I will be taking my leave now. I have a lot of things to buy after all."

"Very well, it was nice meeting you Mister Grimm." The General said, extending hand out for Diam Grimm to shake.

"Likewise General… likewise." Diam Grimm said as he took it.

Diam got this idea while he was walking through the streets naked, he saw a large tower of a building for sale, a very expensive lot, but with his powers he can summon up whatever he needed for whatever he wanted. He tracked down the current owner of the building, and negotiated a price. If one could even call it that.

After mingling with the humans for the short time he has been on Remnant, and with all the experience he has with dealing with the creatures, he knows that they love their drinks, women, and loud music. Things that always annoyed his bright brother.

He bought the entire building with the money he had summoned up earlier, and after a few short weeks. A nightclub called 'The Darkness' officially opened up for business. To his legitimate surprise, it was the first and only nightclub to open up in Atlas for the past twenty years. Which gave him quite the boost in popularity as he literally welcomed the crowd of people waiting to get in with open arms.

It took a long time, but he established himself as a human, or faunus, into society. He even created his own records.

Name: Diam Grimm

Race: Unknown Faunus

Age: 24

Height: six foot, ten inches

Affiliations: Off duty Huntsman, and owner of The Darkness Nightclub and the local library.

Diam could have put down a lot more, but he got bored off of that last part. He let whoever it was he hired to make the rest up for him, a Roman Torchwick if his memory served correctly. He didn't know what Huntsman were, but after doing some research of his own after buying an entire library, because why not. After another two months, he has more or less caught up with the world's history, and learned what Huntsman were and what his apparent task were.

Protect the people from any threat all over the world. Such a boring and fruiteless occupation, but it was now part of his new life so he would have to get used to it.

So here he was, the God of Darkness, who decided to take a vacation to the very world he helped create with his brother, the God of Light. In the first year of his human life here, he bought an entire building, turned it into a nightclub which had his own penthouse in which he now lived in. Bought a piano, and then bought an entire library. Life was going great for Diam Grimm, the God of Darkness in disguise.

He sat on his balcony high above the ground, drinking what the humans call alcohol. It has little effect on his divine body, but the taste is good enough for him to keep drinking it. It also helped him blend in.

He sighed and rolled his eyes when a flash of golden light flared up behind him, and a being of pure gold light stood before him, stag horns atop his head and nonexistent facial expression looking at him like a big brother would to their younger sibling.

"You've had your fun brother, now it is time to return home with me." The God of Light said as he extended his golden hand out toward him. "The God of Darkness does not mingle with humans."

"Ah brother, it's great to see you! I go by Diam now by the by, Diam Grimm, I am quite fond of the mortal name I have given myself." The God of Darkness said as he allowed his eyes to glow purple, showing his own display of godlike power.

"Us Gods should not be on this planet until the mortals gather the four relics, and I am sure you know that all of the relics that we created are in four different parts of the world." The God of Light needlessly pointed out.

"Of course I know that brother! I did put a lot of effort into the Relic of Destruction, my, with one swing it could destroy a mountain if it was used correctly." Diam said as he leaned on the railing. "Anyway, why are you here now of all times brother? I have been on this planet for little over a year already, I now own property, I even own a nightclub. And a piano of course, can't forget that wonderful piece of information. I've even became a Huntsman! I don't know how, but these mortals just started calling me one once I kicked some strange fanatics known as the White Fang out of my club."

"Brother you cannot stay here, we have to leave. I have allowed you to have your fun out of the kindness of my being the elder brother."

"Ah, you see I might consider leaving, but that empty space you call home is just uninteresting and boring. It is taking far too long for that mortal Ozma to gather the relics, have you ever thought that is because he doesn't want us to return? I mean, it's not like the mortals need us anymore anyway." Diam explained as he gestured to the highly advanced city.

"You were the one who destroyed humanity and part of its moon in the first place, coming from you this is surprising." The God of Light said. "I thought you would have eradicated humanity once that human insulted your horns."

"Oh you saw that did you? Ah, that feels so long ago now."

"That is because you have the body of a human, our creations perceive time at a much slower rate than us Gods do."

"I know! And it's wonderful!" Diam exclaimed, laughing cheerfully. "If you are here to take me back, I am going to have to respectfully decline. I have a business to run after all."

"Brother if you do not come back willingly, I would be forced to take you back."

"And as you know, brother, we are of equal power now, I would resist if you try to take me back. And you know what happened the last time we fought right?" Diam asked, his human body transforming into that of his God form, growing it height and darkening in color. His dark purple body contrasted his brothers golden form perfectly, and the aura he gave off was threatening.

"Brother… you are making a mistake here. Gods are not meant to live amongst humans, the last time we did live among them, they amassed an army and tried to kill us both." The God of Light brought up.

"That's only if they know we're here brother, what do you think would happen if two Godlike beings started fighting in one of their kingdoms? My, that would be one way to reveal ourselves once again, don't you agree? I wouldn't care about the lives lost in the collateral damage, but I know you would." The God of Darkness smiled. "Not only that, but don't think you're sneaky enough to get passed me, I know you influenced the General of this kingdom's military to come interrogate me himself when I was arrested for something as minor as public disturbance. Didn't you just say that Gods are not to mingle with Mortals?" Diam asked rhetorically.

The God of Light simply stared at his young brother of darkness, disappointed with him, but also unable to do anything about it. He would have to convince his brother to willingly go back, and that was impossible when he was like this. In terms of God age converted to a humans age, they would both be about twenty five and twenty four. With himself being the older one of the two. But they were immortal, so they would never physically age or die. The only thing that could kill either of them was themselves.

"Nothing to say? Very well, I shall continue having fun with my place here with the humans, I might even take up one of those Huntsman missions that I have been requested to attend on. I would even have a partner!" Diam chuckled, his dark purple facial features scrunching up to make out a vague interpretation of what he was feeling.

"You are making a mistake brother, and when you realize your error, I will welcome you back with open arms." The God of Light said as he started to fade away.

"Maybe one day brother, but most certainly not today, see you next time!" Diam waved his brother goodbye as he faded away completely. As soon as he disappeared, the God of Darkness reverted back into his human form, and leaned over the railing. With the most satisfied smile he has ever had on his face.

It felt good to be human.

SPOILERS IN THE A/N IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED RWBY VOLUME 6

I loved writing this chapter guys, it is just so fitting. The God of Darkness turning into a human and roaming Remnant just because he was bored, and guys yes, The guy is going to be powerful as shit, stronger than literally anyone else on the entire planet. I mean, he's the God of Darkness, he literally snapped his fingers and destroyed all of humanity and then casually shattered the moon when he left the planet. -Gentaools.

He actually crushed a ball of magic but… eh same thing really. -CrowSkull.

So yeah, what I am saying is that I might be making up a personality for him. Diam Grimm that is, I don't really have a lot to work on with the show itself as of yet. So, I went with the route of making one up for him myself.

As I said earlier, this story is HEAVILY inspired to me by the Netflix series 'Lucifer', and of course RWBY itself. This is going to be mainly humour and adventure, with a bit of Crime thrown in the mix.

What do you guys think of this idea here? Tell me what you think!

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