Remnant Rwby Novels & Stories

Then I think of my Alice, the satisfaction she always wears whenever I suffer, the way she enjoys watching me break and she did succeed, The anger intensifies and as it grows, more flames begin to appear, one by one, tiny bulbs of fire ignite around me, the darkness retreats and slowly, the world begins to reveal itself. My eyes widen, the garden, I am standing inside the mansion's garden, the most peaceful place I have ever known, moonflowers bloom along the pathways, silver leaves sway gently despite the absence of any wind and the familiar stone fountain sits quietly in the center. Everything looks exactly as I remember, a painful ache settles inside my chest, of all the places to see bef

Some of the girls were kind enough to bring us out towels to dry ourselves down. “Maybe you could invite your closest friends and have them here until we can get a better hold on Chase,” I say. I would feel much safer with Alpha’s around, especially since I don’t know his intentions yet. Even as my mate. Ren decided he would think about it, which was our last parting words before we headed back to our rooms to shower after our swim. I couldn’t get both him and Chase out of my mind at all. I’m not sure who to consider which one is my mate, if maybe both are. All I know is it was Ren’s body and Chase’s mind.

He swooped her in his arms as he dashed ahead deeper into the forest. "I am so sorry, I never wanted to use this effect on you… this is the beast you call your fiance, this was the reason why I disappeared, I never wanted you to see me like this, "He said softly, running faster than light and heading south away from their previous position. Soon, two figures appeared where they were earlier and scanned their touch light on the floor, a trace of blood was on the floor, and there were footsteps on the floor too like they were struggling.

Before they could think or comprehend anything, the fire shone in the eyes of both Brothers, the real Fire. Someone who was secretly watching the plot, which she had written and edited, smirked devilishly and said, "Finally, Now the New Chapter of Your Life Begins, Mr. George Hemsworth." Her long, red-painted nails shone brightly in the moonlight, trampling over the hand of her victim. Her all-black attire, i.e., a black hoody, covered her properly.

* *zzz-swish*… Ravyn delivered an uppercut to the white energy figure’s chin and narrowly swayed away from his fists. After exchanging attacks for a moment, Weiss was kicked and his face turned to a power supply capsule that Kanji was trying to turn off. The young man's one hand held the power supply manual, and the other one held a small part of a yellowish-brown root. It's the same root that Ravyn bought from Themeise’s southern black market.

—kept me grounded. I nodded, my voice tight. “We have to,” I said, my eyes locked on his, the storm’s rain mixing with the warmth of his touch. “Starfang’s not safe yet.” My wolf whined, his pine scent overwhelming, but tension lingered, Eleanor’s cold words a shadow over our victory. Dax joined us, his dagger dripping. “Remnants are down,” he said, his voice rough, wiping rain from his face. “But Damon’s got more out there.”

“What are these things?” Jorah cut another down, golden eyes burning. “Not wolves. Not anymore.” Dani twisted around an attacker, driving her dagger straight into its throat. “Well, they still bleed.” Caelum barely moved, his silver gaze tracking the fight. “They are remnants.” Lyla’s breath hitched. Remnants. The ones who had been too weak to become Elders. The ones the Elders had experimented on. Twisted. Changed. Left behind. They weren’t just fighting survivors.

“Echoes?” “Like… when part of someone doesn’t die completely. When they leave something behind.” Mira’s expression darkened. “You’re talking about Aaron, aren’t you?” I looked down. “He’s not gone, Mira. I feel him. Sometimes I hear him.” She didn’t answer right away. When she did, her voice was careful. “If he’s inside you, then he’s feeding on your energy. That’s how remnants work. You burn bright, Kora—and he’s clinging to your light to keep from fading.”

Leo carried Arthur on his back, the old man wrapped in the last thermal blanket. Rook carried the Archive drives in a waterproof case. Kara carried the portable rig and the Server Blade. Ren carried the rifle and walked rear guard, checking the shadows. As they walked down the tracks, leaving the blue glow of the Iron Whale behind, Ren looked at his wrist. There was no watch. No HUD. But in his mind, he saw the objective marker clearly. QUEST UPDATED: OBJECTIVE: Survive the Wastelands. REWARD: Freedom. Ren turned to Maya. She was walking steadily, her hand on her belly, her face set in a mask of determination.

The voice replied, its tone gentle yet profound, "I am a Remnant, a vestige of the universe's first thoughts, its initial dreams. I've awakened with the alignment, sensing the unity you all have forged." Draken, suspicion evident in his stance, asked, "Why now? Why show yourself at this pivotal moment?" The Remnant's voice held a hint of sadness. "The universe is cyclical, always evolving, always returning. With the alignment, old pathways reopen, and ancient memories stir. I am here as both a witness and a guide." Alec, ever the diplomat, inquired, "A guide to what? What path lies ahead?" The Remnant responded, "A path is forgotten, where realms were not distinct but interconnected, where b