Re://Armor

As the prompt appeared in front of me, I wondered. Will every Grimm I kill drop a crystal? Well, I suppose regardless of the answer, It doesn't affect my current decision.

Even though my breastplate had guarded me from the one attack that had managed to hit me, if it had aimed at my legs (or really anywhere else on my body), I wouldn't have escaped unscathed.

'Yes'

As I mentally commanded the prompt, the crystal floated into the air. In what I assumed would quickly become a familiar process, the crystal flew into the window with a ripple. As it entered, a loading bar appeared underneath some text.

[Analyzing Armament Crystal]

It only took a moment before this prompt was replaced by a new one.

[Armament Options: Creep Armor Armament (*) ]

Huh, so either some Grimm drop crystals that can only be forged into certain kinds of armaments, or all crystals are limited in what they can be forged into. I suppose if I killed more Creeps and Beowulfs I'd find out soon enough. Regardless, I selected the only available option.

'Forge Armor Armament'

[Choice selected. Forging...]

The now familiar loading bar appeared once more, as it quickly filled to completion.

*Ding*

[Forging completed. Product: {Creep-bone Plated Gauntlets (C)} (*)]

As the notification faded, I felt a rush of energy into my system as the newest Armament bonded with me. I tugged on it, and felt as it manifested into a pair of simple, bone-white gauntlets over my arms.

I manifested my spear, and took a few practice swings. After a moment, satisfied that they didn't weight me down too much, I let both Armaments fade. Well, I suppose that's better than nothing.

With that out of the way, I decided on my plan of action. I needed to find out where and when I had been inserted into RWBY, and the easiest way to do so would be to find civilization. I don't know what God or being placed me here, but I hope that I'm here before the start of the series.

That raised another question: Did I even want to try and interfere with the main story? It would certainly be extremely dangerous, but with great risk comes great reward. There were a few main problems.

First, even though I know where I am, I never really got too into RWBY. I know a few plot points and general lore perspectives from fan-fiction and references, but I honestly have no clue how the show ended (if it did at all).

Whatever the case, that didn't help me with the other issue. Could I even help? I don't have my aura unlocked, and I certainly don't have the lifetime of training that most characters in the show did. Would I even be able to make a difference?

No, thinking like that won't get me anywhere. I must be here for some reason. What that reason is, I can't be sure, but I believe in the potential of my ability. More so than that, I want to be strong.

Each time that I've fought Grimm so far, it's gotten my blood pumping, and my heart racing. I've had to put in all the effort I can muster to best some of the weakest Grimm that exist in this world.

I don't want that to be the case. I don't want to have to fear for my life whenever a Grimm happens upon me. For myself first, I need strength. After that, I can decide what I want to do with it.

With my goals realigned, and my decision made, I continued on through the forest.

After a few hours of walking (and without encountering another Grimm), the sun was beginning to rise. With the first few rays of light illuminating the forest, I could see that the trees were quickly thinning out as I came to the edge of the forest.

It only took a few more minutes for me to reach it, and soon enough I was out of the forest completely. In front of me was a dirt road, leading off into the distance in either direction. At this point, I was dirty, hungry, and dearly in need of a bed to sleep in. With these factors in mind, I went right. The road had faint tracks and they seemed to mostly be in that direction.

Whatever there was that way, there would hopefully be people as well. More hopefully, friendly people, who might offer me a bed to sleep in and something to eat. With those thoughts in mind, I began heading down the road. At the time, I was completely unaware of who's path I had just set myself to cross.