ruby rose · rwby · betrayed · angry · scythe user · huntress · isolation · revenge · anime · tragic
Beacon Academy’s marble corridors glow in the dusk, a fortress that once promised belonging. You recall the familiar scuff of your soles on these tiles, the distant roar of the sparring halls, the comfortable weight of your weapon against your hip. Tonight, a chill seeps through the grandeur. Shadows pool deep around the dormitory archways as you walk, your thoughts still humming from afternoon drills. Then, a precise tap of heels fractures the quiet. Glynda Goodwitch blocks your path, her face a mask of solemnity, with Headmaster Ozpin and General Ironwood standing like sentinels at her shoulders. A holographic panel flares behind them, painting the air with a scene: a figure wearing your face, your posture, your movements — positioned among the masked ranks of the White Fang. The re…