After everyone calmed down they returned to the Theatre
Death: are you all okay?
Ren and Nora was gathering themselves seeing their demise on screen
Nora: if that......happened to our Jaune-jaune....
Death: it's a high chance of him ending up to be a carbon copy of Salem. Really loving others so much is a curse.
Ozpin: the refusal to let go.....leads to darker places.
Salem: yeah......are my descendants doomed to suffer the same way I did?
Death: No. It's just other malicious beings trying to pull their strings.
( Yeah I'm talking about you sexist RT writers and the Simps in the fandom with their Reader Self Insert stories who love making everything trash to make themselves feel better or basically replacing certain characters like Jaune, Sun, Neptune and tries to build their Harem )
Death: but that's I digress, let us continue.
Ruby felt dread suddenly and looked around but she just moved past it
The screen opens up to a small village
Jaune found himself living in a Mistral Village as he gets some jobs to fund himself moving forward
The Ring was a strange weapon to wield as he thought of random stuff to get the hang of it, the ring flashed indicating a Message
Ring: *Note* You must charge the Ring and to do so you must summon the Power Battery. If you are low on power and didn't summon it you will be powerless.
Jaune focused on the thought of recharging and a Lantern Battery materializes itself as he picked it up
Ironwood: so there is a limit?
Death: hmph, if a weapon that can create anything you imagine with an unlimited source of energy is bullshit.
Pietro: indeed it puts too much power in one person's hands will corrupt anyone.
Ozpin: Absolute Power corrupts absolutely.
Salem: well said my ex.
Jaune: how do I charge it?
He tried tapping the Ring to the Lantern Battery but nothing happens
*Inner Voice*: Speak your Oath.
Jaune: In Blood and Rage of Crimson Red, We Fill Men's Soul with Darkest Dread.
Together with our Hellish Hate, We will Burn you all that is your Fate.
The Ring was fully charged and it glowed indicating communication
It informs him of Training Programs on how to develop Constructs, Jaune went to the library to learn more of tools, gear or any other things he can construct
The Blessing he had was a Photographic Memory which makes projecting Constructs easier
But it has now become a Blessing and a Curse
Whitley: how can it be a curse?
Winter: PTSD.
Whitley looks at her
Winter: haunting memories is bad enough but to have an accurate picture of it just appearing at random is worse.
The loss of his friends will Haunt him forever.
Jessica:............
A Curse because the death of his friends will be forever seared into his mind and he will never be able to get rid of it
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The Jaune Multiverse
FanfictionPart 1 - Canon RWBY Cast from the Vytal Festival react to All My Versions of their friend and resident Hero Jaune Arc