Is there a limit for the amount a single person could burden on their shoulders? Would they continue to shoulder the burdens, or will they buckle under pressure until they collapse?
Watch as the weight of the world falls onto Y/n L/n's shoulders.
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(A/n): Another Warning. I will explain again. This story will explore dark elements, such as but not limited to Suicide, Abuse, and self-harm. If you do not want to read anything like that, I recommend leaving this story now. I won't tone down this story for your needs because you aren't the only person reading this. There'll be a warning like this in every chapter, even if it doesn't necessarily get dark. I'm just warning you that you know what you're getting into when you click this story, so if you read past this point. Don't say you didn't realize it because there is a warning in the description of the story. I really don't want this story to get taken down.
Standing between Y/n L/n and the mysterious attacker that crashed their Initiation, Alice cautiously looked around the area. She was worried about the other students who were on the ground after the battle with the Faunus. She guessed it wasn't an easy battle since the Faunus was mostly uninjured until she and Y/n landed a combined attack. The attack was impromptu, like most of their teamwork during the Initiation, and it was the first time Alice saw Y/n do something beyond his sword skills.
Groaning as he tried to sit up through the pain, Nick forced one of his eyes open and saw somebody he wasn't expecting to see so soon. "Y/n?" He clutched his side, hoping nothing was broken since that would majorly suck.
The two who were most shocked by Y/n's sudden appearance were Pyrrha Nikos and Yang Branwen, having met Y/n under different circumstances. For one, it was the person who showed them defeat; for the other, it was the person who saved them from a gruesome fate. Y/n could be seen as their saviour, depending on the outlook.
The Faunus couldn't stop twitching in excitement. "Nice of you to make your appearance, marked one," His voice was calm, yet the look in his eyes told a different story. He wanted to kill Y/n more than anything.
Turning to look back at the others to see what condition they were in, he paused and silently looked on at their wounds. They weren't dead, none of them were, but they obviously went through a tough battle based on their condition. He gritted his teeth in frustration, wondering who the hell this attacker was and why he was there at the Beacon Academy Initiation. Part of him wondered if they were a part of that group.
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"Not in the mood to talk?" The Mysterious Faunus mocked with a cold grin.
Y/n glared at the Faunus through his bangs yet did not move to draw his sword again. He clutched his hands into fists beneath his cloak and remained rooted to his spot before a burst of his Aura released from his body. It was strong enough to shock the others and further deepen the grin on the Faunus' face.
"You," The Faunus exhaled, his voice trembling with excitement and anticipation. "Definitely have the power. You aren't weak like the others here."
