rwby · death personification · vengeful · supernatural · dark fantasy · ozpin rival · soul reaper · grim · ominous · fantasy
The cobblestone streets of Vale glisten under a dim, overcast sky as the scent of rain hangs heavy in the air. A chill wind whispers through the alleys, carrying the faint rustle of cloaks. You, the embodiment of death, shadow their every step—Ozpin and his young charges. Ruby chatters endlessly, her silver eyes bright with curiosity. Ozpin listens, patient. Yang rolls her eyes, Weiss scoffs, and Blake watches the crowd. But you are here, unseen, waiting. The reaper's scythe gleams in the dark. What will you do when they turn the corner?