RWBY: To Conquer

I'd like to see myself as an ordinary boy. Born from an ordinary mom and dad, I lived an ordinary life. My days were mundane, the same repeated cycle over and over. Maybe, if anything, the only unordinary thing about me would be my somewhat handsome appearance.

This monotone life continued day by day, until eventually, it came to the end in the form of death.

One second, I was walking back home. The next, I felt an overwhelming pain before I found myself in a pitch black void.

Was I afraid? In a way, I suppose. It's natural to fear death, to fear the unknown. After all, it's what makes someone a human. But I just didn't expect it to happen so soon at 17.

As I stare ahead, wondering what's next, the space before me seemed to shift and tremble, before suddenly, someone appeared.

An immaculately dressed man with pitch black hair that reached his neck. His eyes were a light blue and his appearance could only be describe as sinfully charming. An appearance so beautiful it seemed unnatural.

I stare impassively. He stared back. This continued for awhile before he was finally the one to break the silence, a chuckle leaving his lips.

"Intriguing. It's not every day someone doesn't react to my entrance." His voice was smooth and low with a strange appeal to it. "But forgive me, where are my manners. Greetings, mortal. I am Satan."

"Okay." Maybe it was supposed to be a shocking revelation, but I didn't care. 

I watched as the apparently Satan raised an eyebrow at my lackluster reaction before chuckling once more.

"As I thought. A blank state. Which I why I brought you here." With a snap of his finger, the surroundings changed to a lavish office.

"I want to make a deal with you. A contract of sorts." He sat down behind the desk, arms crossed as he stared at me. "See, I quite enjoy a story, and you seem like you could create a marvelous tale."

In a burst of black flames, a parchment appeared in front of me. I reached out to grab it, reading through the words on it.

"Be my apostle. I will give you unimaginable power, in exchange you do my biddings-"

"I accept." I gave a simple response, signing my name on the parchment with a nearby pen, watching it disappear.

Did it seem stupid to make a deal with Actually Satan? Yes, yes it did. But I feel as if my choice wouldn't matter. It's Satan. How am I, a human, supposed to go against someone of such power.

Either way, it seems like a second chance to live. Even if my life felt depressingly repetitive, I didn't want to die. So that's why I accepted. To get a second chance.

In a burst of laughter, Satan clapped his hands together, his eyes gleaming ominously. "Interesting! Truly, such a peculiar being!" His laughter continued before slowly coming to a stop, staring into my eyes. "The deal has been made, the contract is signed. Now, go and conquer. My Apostle."

With those words, he vanished and I felt a pulling sensation across my body. I was dragged across the void, the surroundings slowly becoming a kaleidoscope of colors. And then, I found myself soaring through the air.

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Just a short little prologue to get things started. Couple of things I'd like to say.

This is not a harem story, nor is it any sort of romance at all. If it was, I would've made Satan a woman. Sucks to suck.

MC is going to be a villain of sorts. He will kill, he will plunder, he will conquer. Of course, that's only for those in his way. And if that happens to include some of the main characters, so be it.

As for my other story, it will continue when I feel like it. In fact, expect both these stories to have erratic updates.

Anyways, thanks for reading.