Winter stared at the tall blonde boy, no––man who she was about to mate with until Shizuo bred a baby into her. He was over seven feet in height, looking down at her towering over her. Settling into a private given by the Headmaster, the two teens entered the room with a queen-sized bed in it.
"I trust you know what comes next, right."
"Yes."
Winter rolled her eyes.
"We get naked…right?"
The two began stripping down their clothes. Starting with her boots, she quickly untied them and placed them by the door. Winter taking off her top revealed her breasts, her plain, black bra pushed her tits up nicely, showing a moderate amount of cleavage. She bent over and slid her pants off, unknowingly showing off her peach-shaped rear in all its glory. Allowed her pale skin and luscious thighs to come into view.
She unclasped her bra, releasing her mammaries as they flopped on her chest. Her athletic form, honed by years of huntress training, gave her breasts a nice upward swell. She stepped out of her panties, displaying her unshaven and undefiled cunt for the world––or rather, room––to see.
"Alright! I'm all done."
Winter calmly exclaimed.
"Are you naked and ready too, Shizuo––"
Winter stopped thinking as she saw Shizuo's body. His nude form was more akin to that of a sculpture than that of a man. The blonde Faunus adonis was the right balance of lean muscle and supple roundness, preventing him from looking too angular and unappealing.
Coupled with his towering height, he gave off a dominant aura which made Winter swallow her saliva a bit. Her status as a grown woman instinctively made her submit to the alpha male which was Shizuo. Directing her gaze downwards, she gasped as she reached his crotch.
While Winter had studied sex ed during her time at Atlas, she wasn't prepared for the absolute monster that was Shizuo's cock. It was standing fully erect, and pulsed with life––giving it an imposing aura of strength and vitality. She bit her lip, realizing that she started drooling at the sight of it.
"Okay, Winter. Let's begin."
Shizuo cheerily said, before following up with a commanding tone.
"Get on your hands and knees, and face away from me."
Absentmindedly, Winter obeyed him, giving him a nice view of her ass. Smirking, he began fondling her ass-cheeks, aggressively massaging them with his strong, forceful fingers. Winter moaned as he pressed his fingers into her backside, rubbing and caressing it with utmost devotion. She yelped as he suddenly stuck his fingers into her dripping cunt, fingering her wet pussy. She mewled into a pillow as Shizuo continued whirling his fingers inside her snatch, before taking them out for her to see.
"You dirty little slut."
He said.
"look how wet you are."
By this time, Winter was already red-faced and aching with desire. She wanted him to put it in her. She wanted his big, fat, fucking cock to be thrust into her. She absolutely needed it.
"Give it to me."
She pleaded.
"I want that big fat cock to slam into my virgin vagina. Just do it! Please, Shizuo. Let your massive cock make me a mother!"
She howled again.
"Put that big fucking cock into my pussy! Hurry!"
As Shizuo angled his cock up to her entrance, he speared it through. Winter groaned in a bit of pain, though she felt strangely satisfied with the sudden penetration. It was a bit painful, but she gritted her teeth and pulled through. After all, she was a Specialist––she didn't fear any man or Grimm! So what if he had a big cock? She could take this! She wasn't a child––
"That was half of it."
Shizuo said.
"here's the rest."
"Wait, what––"
Was all she said before Shizuo violently shoved the remaining inches of his cock up her pussy. The sudden penetration caused her to cry out in pain once more––this time with a bit of pleasure.
The large cock shot straight up to her cervix, jolting her hard enough to see stars. He plunged it into her tight snatch, going almost balls-deep inside her. It knocked hard on her womb, itself aching with the need for a good breeding. Her eyes rolled up to form her o-face in sheer ecstasy.
Shizuo stilled for a while, letting his rod settle inside her, thus allowing Winter to feel its sheer size and weight. He did this all while gripping Winter's waist, allowing his penis to reach unfathomable depths inside the Schnee. She felt his large rod fill her birthing hole up, leaving no empty spaces inside of her; his large girth stuffed her formerly virgin cunt, completely stretching her tight tunnel.
"Congratulations. You're not a virgin anymore."
Normally, Winter would have felt ecstatic about this achievement.
"Mmmmmnnnn…"
Winter mewled as she took delight in her hole being filled.
"Cock."
She moaned out.
"Your cock feels so big inside me."
Shizuo snickered.
"I guess I'll start moving, then."
Shizuo began thrusting his shaft in and out of Winter, who was now feeling the full pleasure that sex gave. His rough motions in doggy style gave off sharp noises, which resulted from the Schnee girl's ass continuously clapping against the Lion Faunus's crotch. In a fit of animalistic rutting, Shizuo increased his tempo and started fucking Winter at a faster pace, earning short, quick moans from the girl in question.
"Ah, ah, ah! Your cock is so fucking big!"
Winter shrieked.
"Keep fucking me. Don't stop!"
The Lion Faunus kept silent as he angled his thrusts differently, aiming for a certain spot in the huntress' poontang. He then started to batter her G-spot with mind-numbing accuracy.
"Oh, Fuck. Oh, Fuck! OH, FUCK!"
Winter screamed as she experienced an orgasm.
"That felt good didn't it?"
Shizuo said, continuing his movement.
"It feels like this all the time."
Shizuo continued hammering the specialist, completely dominating her throughout the intercourse. His dick flew in and out of the Schnee, who was reduced to a moaning wreck. The sound of moist flesh slapping against each other echoed throughout the room, accompanied by the pleasurable groans of the two's coitus. The intense doggystyle rocked her breasts, two large mammaries swinging under her lean torso.
Winter never felt anything like this before. Pleasure overloaded her senses, making her whole body tremble. Her pussy dripped with fluids, lubricating the cock of this beautiful stud of a man called Shizuo. His rough and thorough fucking completely destroyed her previously untouched cunt, giving her levels of euphoria she had never felt before.
Her skin, which was a shade of pale hours before, was now fever-red as her love canal was being brutalized by his lengthy cock. Once again, she felt a creeping feeling coming up, and soon she felt her second orgasm of the day from the primal pounding.
"FUCK!"
Winter shrieked as she came. Clear fluid squirted out from her abused hole, wetting the bed. Her teeth clenched and her toes curled as she rode out her massive release. Her pussy gushed as she saw white, her mind temporarily numb from the steamy intercourse.
The savage doggystyle further intensified, as Shizuo felt himself approach his orgasm. In one swift stroke, he speared Winter's hole once more, letting it take in his whole cock. He gripped her hips and pulled her in, hitting the entirety of his beastly cock like an animal would to its mate.
Shizuo did this as he released his load, his throbbing member filling her womb. His heavy balls contracted as he released rope after rope of semen. After nearly a minute of cumming, he pulled out his cock from Winter's reddened snatch.
She slowly sunk herself down onto the bed, panting heavily from the sexual experience that just occurred. She trembled a bit, feeling tingly from her overstimulated nerves. The rough fucking that would normally be too much for a virgin was exceptionally received by Winter.
As she rolled herself over on the bed, she caught another glimpse of Shizuo's shaft. Her eyes widened as she realized that his long shaft was still standing erect, his hefty ballsack hanging underneath it.
"We're not done with your breeding yet, love."
The day was still young, after all.
"Oh, Fuck. Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK––!"
Throwing her head back, she screamed at the top of her lungs––something she had grown accustomed to throughout the night. Copious amounts of sweat beaded down her pale body as she came from the fierce pounding she was receiving. Lying on the bed in the private room, Winter gripped the sheets from the sheer intensity of the fucking.
Her body bounced a bit from every thrust Shizuo made, as he battered his cock down her breeding hole in a furious mating press. Each thrusting motion rocked her body, letting her loosely-hanging breasts bounce freely. Her legs were raised above his shoulders, a bit sore from flailing throughout the intercourse.
Her pussy was red from the hours-long fuck session that began earlier that night, and the sheets were drenched by the bodily fluids that oozed out of her used poontang. Her voice became hoarse after the series of moans she let out during the sexual congress, evidenced by the number of times she orgasmed throughout the night. Her ample chest heaved as she breathed heavily, euphoria temporarily numbing her to the rough plowing the blonde-haired man was still giving her.
The male in question paused his thrusting by plugging his ejaculating cock into Winter's pussy. For countless times that night, Shizuo filled her pussy with an abundant amount of semen. He groaned as his viscous fluid filled her cunt once more, basking in the sheer pleasure derived from dominating his female lover.
Exiting her used hole, Shizuo sighed as his virile seed spilled––proof that he knocked her up. Looking back at his exhausted, unresponsive partner, he smirked.
The system notification chimed, breaking Shizuo Heiwajima's focus as he felt a strange sense of familiarity. He glanced at the display, recognizing the announcement of another reward. This time, the quest completion message was regarding Winter Schnee—another unexpected twist in his chaotic life.
Ding!
[Quest Complete: Knocking up Winter Schnee]
[Objective: Successfully impregnate Winter Schnee with your child]
[Reward: Super rare Gold-Tier Item: Light Army (SOLO LEVELING: Shadow Army)]
Light Army:
-Ability to extract Light Soldiers from the corpses of your enemies and add them to your Light Army.
-You are able to preserve your Light Army in storage and monitor them by perceiving their senses.
Shizuo furrowed his brows, trying to process the situation. His life had been many things, but now it was evolving into something even more bizarre. He stood there, imagining how the power of the Light Army could change everything.
The ability to summon and command an army forged from the corpses of fallen enemies was both surreal and oddly practical for someone like him, given the nature of his unpredictable, violent existence.
With this new power, Shizuo could sense and manage his army remotely, offering him unparalleled strength in situations where brute force alone wouldn't suffice.
As always, his life seemed to revolve around chaos, but now it came with a new type of power—and with the complications of becoming a father to Winter Schnee's child looming in the background. The world was becoming more absurd by the second.
He sighed, having already integrated the ability, and prepared for the inevitable questions his harem would have once they found out.
The next morning, after the cleaning staff had tidied up the room, General Ironwood entered to find Winter sitting calmly breastfeeding her newborn baby boy in her arms.
She cradled the infant gently, her expression soft, a far cry from her usual stoic demeanor. The baby cooed quietly, already displaying Winter's distinct Schnee traits, including soft, white hair and Shizuo's faint animal-like teeth features.
Ironwood stood by the door, momentarily taken aback by the sight. He had known this moment was coming, but seeing it made the reality sink in. Shizuo had delivered on his promise—Winter was now a mother.
Winter glanced up at Ironwood, her usual commanding gaze tempered by the gentleness of motherhood.
"As promised, General,"
She said softly saluting, though a hint of pride edged her voice.
"The Mission... has already been completed."
Ironwood, ever the pragmatic leader, nodded thoughtfully.
"This is just the beginning, Winter. You've done something extraordinary. Both you and Shizuo have."
Though the situation was unorthodox and perhaps even controversial, Ironwood couldn't deny the potential this child, and the others yet to come, held for the future of their world.
"We'll need to start planning for what comes next. This child... and the others will be important. Their strength could shape our future."
Winter nodded, looking down at her child again, her maternal instincts kicking in. Whatever the future held, she was ready to face it alongside her son.
Ren had never imagined her life would turn out like this. She had always seen herself as a gay man—confident in who she was. Even when her relationships had blurred the lines between friendship and something deeper, especially with Nora wanting them to be a couple, which she couldn't cause she was only attracted to men.
The sudden and irreversible transformation into a woman, orchestrated by Shizuo, had left Ren deeply conflicted. Though she could appreciate the physical attraction she felt toward Shizuo's muscular physique, it didn't quell the frustration of losing the men's body she used to have. To Ren, being a gay man had always been integral to her identity, and now that identity felt shattered.
Shizuo's explanation—that the transformation was permanent and that she could never return to being male after giving birth—had only fueled her anger. It wasn't just the physical change; it was the loss of her core self.
The betrayal stung deeply. But everything changed the moment she held her newborn son in her arms for the first time. The tiny, fragile life she had created suddenly made everything feel more real, more permanent—and strangely, more precious.
The fury that had burned in Ren's heart softened as she gazed at her baby boy. The connection she felt was undeniable, and despite the circumstances, it was beautiful.
Nora appeared beside her, cradling her own child, and there was an unspoken bond between them. Their children, despite the oddities of their situation, were true siblings—something that had once been a playful pretense between them. Now, they were living that reality.
Ren sighed, the anger she felt toward Shizuo diminishing as she realized that, in a strange way, this was their new family. She still missed who she had been, and still longed for the man she had once been, but there was something powerful about holding that tiny life in her arms.
Perhaps, Ren thought, there was more to this transformation than just the loss of her manhood. Maybe, with Nora by her side and their children in their arms, this was a new chapter—one she never expected, but one that held a different kind of joy.
Weiss sat in stunned silence, the weight of the news crushing her usual composed demeanor. Her older sister, Winter, had always been a figure of strength and discipline in her life—someone she admired and often sought to emulate.
But now, learning that Winter had given birth to Shizuo's child under General Ironwood's orders left Weiss grappling with confusion, anger, and betrayal.
The idea that Atlas, her homeland, was now using pregnancy as a method to build a future force for war sent a chill down her spine. It felt too cold, too calculated—even for Ironwood.
Her sister, who had always put duty first, had been drawn into this twisted plan, and the fact that Shizuo was involved, outside of their harem agreement, only deepened her sense of unease.
She couldn't help but think of the other girls in the harem—Blake, Ruby, Yang, and even Ilia. They had formed a complicated but genuine bond, and their relationship with Shizuo had, for the most part, remained consensual and shared.
But now, it seemed like the Atlas military had turned Shizuo into a pawn in their plans for future warfare, using him as a means to create children who might one day be conscripted into battle.
The thought of her children's future step-siblings, born into the world with the sole purpose of becoming soldiers, gnawed at her. The girls in the harem, especially Ilia and Blake, shared her dismay.
They had all built a vision of their future together with Shizuo, one that might not have been perfect but was at least theirs. Now, with the revelation of Atlas's twisted intentions, that future felt tainted, and their trust in both Shizuo and the system they lived under wavered.
Weiss clenched her fists, her conflicted feelings swirling within her.
"I won't let Atlas take away our choice… our future,"
She muttered, determination flashing in her icy blue eyes. She knew she had to confront General Ironwood and Headmaster Ozpin but even more, she needed to protect the family they were building.
An hour later, Shizuo carefully explained his intentions to Weiss and the rest of the harem. He assured them that despite Atlas's plans and General Ironwood's involvement, all of his children would remain connected to him and their extended families.
He promised that he wouldn't allow the military or anyone else to sever those familial bonds. Each child would be raised with love and support, with Shizuo standing as a constant presence in their lives, regardless of the circumstances surrounding their births.
Weiss, Blake, Ruby, Yang, Ilia, and the others listened intently. Their initial shock and anger began to ebb as they realized Shizuo was committed to their shared future.
He wasn't going to let Atlas or Ironwood's plans disrupt the family they were building together. Shizuo's reassurance that his children, whether from the harem or not, would always have him in their lives helped soothe their anxieties.
After the conversation, the tension among the girls faded, and they found a renewed sense of calm. Though the situation wasn't ideal, Shizuo's words reassured them that their children wouldn't be turned into tools of war. They could trust that their future, though complicated, was still in their control.
As a group, they took their children to the new daycare that General Ironwood and Headmaster Ozpin had arranged specifically for Shizuo's kids.
The facility was state-of-the-art, equipped with everything from training simulations to traditional schooling materials, but it still felt warm and welcoming. The kids played together happily, unaware of the larger complexities surrounding their existence.
Watching their children laugh and play, Weiss felt a wave of relief. It wasn't the life she had envisioned, but perhaps this future could still work.
The daycare center offered a strange but comforting sense of stability, showing that even within the confines of Atlas's military influence, there was still room for them to create a family filled with love and unity.
Sometime later in Shizuo's home, Weiss felt like she was in heaven as her lion faunus boyfriend slammed his meaty shaft against her tight cunt, pining her into the wall, and then claimed her lips. She felt slutty as she saw her other harem sisters being fucked by Shizuo's clones.
"AHHHH."
"I want more."
Suck!
Suck!
The kiss was hungry and passionate as Shizuo kept hammering her pussy, up against the wall by her waist.
"Ehehe, Cock... Your thick Cock. I wanna have another baby in me."
Weiss took no time to intertwine her legs against his back to support herself. Then she wrapped her hands around him and started to return his affections with equal ferocity.
"Fuck my pussy hard. HARDER SHIZUO!"
Weiss felt him grip her waist harder as he increased the movement of his thrusts, but she was too lost to care at the moment, as she passed out from climaxing with her tongue sticking out.
"Mnnph."
She felt him sucking her tongue, then prodding her lips and opening them. Inviting him in as his tongue entered her mouth and mingled with her own tongue in a sloppy and messy kiss. And with one hard thrust, he reached her womb pumping shot after shot of his creamy seed, painting her insides white.
"Yesh... It's all the way inside my womb. Keep pumping me full of your baby batter."
"Mnph."
"I'MCUM...'
"OHGODI'MCUMMMMIING!"
Weiss felt his member still hard inside her, and she felt Shizuo start hammering her pussy again. She soon felt another clone behind her, his hands going up to her thigh and to her butt, his cock trailing on her butthole. She felt herself grow hot and wet in anticipation and then growled in anger as his shaft's tip slipped in her butthole without so much as a second thought.
"Pant..Pant..."
Then he cupped her buttcheek, his cock digging into her rear as he picked up his rhythm.
"Mnph."
A shiver went down her spine at the sudden and unexpected pleasure of being sandwiched between two hulking men. Her back arched and a moan left her lips as they both once again managed to find a pleasure zone that she had no idea even existed.
"OK... Fuck me as hard as you want Shizuo."
Her moan only intensified the hunger and passion within his kiss and through the haze of love and pleasure, she felt his hand trail up her butt and gently caress her lower back.
Such an action unexpectedly made her even hotter and wet for some reason.
She wanted to pull him in for another bout of the make-out session, but he caught her hands and forced them above her head.
"HAOO!"
"EEEEK!"
Weiss tried to free herself to no avail, and was surprised at how good she felt upon being penetrated by both holes, which rendered her helpless in pleasure.
To give up control over someone in such a fashion felt… good.
"HOH... Im gonna.."
Then his lips descended on her. But instead of meeting her lips, his lips went to her neck and she felt his teeth scrape against her skin in a show of domination.
"I'm gonna Cuuuumm."
Her toes curled as she was climaxing again, her back arched and her pussy gushed out its juices as a throaty moan left her lips.
She felt herself grow hot and loosened her struggles against him, his hands held onto her wrists in an iron grip and she felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment and arousal as he gazed at her tits with a lustful gaze.
"Ah... Hah... Ah... Oh, Yes!"
Never before had she felt so good upon being gazed at like that by a man. 'Her man' a voice said in her mind.
Then he descended down on her and gently took her swollen nipple in his mouth, and started drinking her breastmilk.
"AAHNNN!!!"
He looked up her face, surprise clear on his face and it was all she could do to not die in embarrassment right then and there as he nibbled on her breast like a hungry baby.
"Oh~ your milk is so delicious~"
He said in a sing-song voice.
"Wait!"
She said but he had already plunged himself into her breast, sucking on it like a thirsty man in a desert, and it was all she could do to hold onto her sanity as pleasure and arousal overwhelmed her.
Then she felt as both their cocks stiffen shooting another load into her pussy and ass.
She blanked out for a moment and when she came back, it was to look at the worried face of Shizuo as he lightly slapped her cheeks.
"You alright Weiss?"
He asked and she gave a hesitant nod.
"What happened?"
She asked, feeling a bit light-headed and that she was still being penetrated by their pulsing members.
The look of concern on his face was instantly replaced by a proud grin as instead of answering, he descended on her once again and pecked her lips.
"Nothing."
He said playfully before his grin before mischievous.
"I just didn't expect you to pass out that quick."
Her eyes widened as she realized what he was saying and then her face burned hot in embarrassment.
She hid her face with her hands and buried herself in his chest.
His laughter rang out in the bedroom and she bit his neck.
"Ow ow. I'm sorry."
He said but she could still hear him chuckling at her embarrassment.
Then he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her head.
"I love you, Weiss."
He said in a gentle tone and she felt her heart skip a beat. Weiss looked up at him and saw the love and affection in his eyes.
Her eyes went blurry and she sniffed before she buried herself in his chest once again.
"I love you too Shizuo."
Both Shizuo's started pounding both her holes after that. Both of them held her tightly as an hour later she and the other girls descended into dreams.
Glinda Goodwitch observed the sparring match between Ruby Rose and Casey from Team CAKK with an odd fascination. Ruby, who had once shown promising but not extraordinary combat ability, now moved with remarkable precision and speed, far beyond what Glinda had expected.
It wasn't just her natural talent, but something had clearly changed. Ruby darted effortlessly through the air with her semblance, easily dodging Casey's revolver shots, and striking with an almost overwhelming force.
Glinda had no idea that Ruby—and the other members of Shizuo's harem—had been training with the use of Shizuo's Strengthening Pills, boosting their stats to Rank B, or that they had been granted additional semblances through his Master and Disciple ability.
She wasn't part of the harem's inner circle, which included individuals like Ruby and Neo, so these developments were kept hidden from her. What was clear, however, was the sudden and immense growth in Ruby's fighting skills, a leap beyond what training alone could explain.
"Stand still, you jumping BEAN!"
Casey shouted, frustration lacing her words as she tried to land a shot on Ruby, whose movements had become almost impossible to predict.
Before Casey could react, Ruby reappeared behind her with a lightning-fast move, using the sniper rifle form of Crescent Rose to blast her point-blank in the back. The hit sent Casey flying through the air, her fox ears twitching in shock as she cursed in Spanish.
"Hija de puta!"
Despite the force of the attack, Casey managed to twist in midair and attempt to regain her footing, but Ruby was relentless. Her semblance activated again, sending her spiraling toward Casey, who barely managed to block with her revolvers crossed.
It wasn't enough. Ruby's scythe sliced through Casey's defense like a hot knife through butter, sending her crashing into the arena floor with a powerful blow to the chest.
Casey, ever resourceful, tried to use the recoil of her revolvers to launch herself back into the fight. However, Ruby's newfound speed was too much, and before Casey could even get a clear shot, Ruby had repositioned once more, landing blow after blow with her scythe.
The barrage was brutal, finishing with a final point-blank shot from Crescent Rose's rifle form, sending Casey tumbling across the arena.
"Ah, madre!"
Casey shouted as she hit the ground hard, skidding to a halt on the other side of the arena.
The buzzer rang, signaling the end of the match.
"That is enough, Miss Rose."
Glinda said, her tone sharp as she used her semblance to stop Ruby just in case the girl hadn't heard the buzzer. She had a tendency to get lost in the heat of battle, often pushing her semblance further than needed.
Fortunately, Ruby stopped of her own accord, collapsing her scythe back into its compact form and rushing over to help Casey, who was still muttering curses in Spanish under her breath.
Glinda looked at the rest of Team CAKK, their faces a mix of awe, frustration, and confusion. Clearly, they hadn't expected Ruby's overwhelming display of power over their team leader, and Glinda herself was left with questions.
She would need to investigate just how Ruby and the others had managed to improve so dramatically in such a short time.
Glinda couldn't help but notice the varied reactions of those watching Ruby's one-sided victory over Casey. Each person in the crowd seemed to express their feelings in ways that spoke volumes about the current situation.
Nora was barely being restrained by the now-turned-female Ren, her excitement palpable. Her eyes were glued to Ruby's every movement, practically vibrating with the urge to join the fight herself. Ren, despite the recent transformation into a woman, still retained her calm demeanor but still had her hands full keeping Nora in check.
Pyrrha, on the other hand, appeared far more composed. But beneath that calm exterior, Glinda could see a shift in her attitude. She was studying Ruby with newfound respect, clearly impressed by the younger girl's improved combat abilities.
Pyrrha, the undefeated champion of the Vytal Festival, rarely looked at anyone as a rival, but Ruby's rapid progression seemed to have caught her attention—and perhaps even a hint of caution.
Yang, Ruby's older sister, had a completely different expression. Pride and shock played out on her face as she watched Ruby dominate the fight. She was no stranger to Ruby's talents, but the sheer improvement was something even Yang hadn't expected. Still, the smile on her face showed just how proud she was of Ruby's newfound strength.
However, the other girls—those who in joined Shizuo's harem—seemed far less concerned. They were mostly preoccupied, playing the roles of lionesses, doting on Shizuo as he sat watching from the sidelines.
They appeared indifferent to the intense match, focusing instead on catering to his needs, as if Ruby's victory was already assured and the spar wad of little importance to them compared to their devotion to their man.
Glinda felt a pang of confusion at the reactions from Shizuo's harem. Their lack of interest in the battle was strange, especially considering the significance of the fight and Ruby's performance. These were girls who should have been training and competing, but their priorities seemed to have shifted entirely.
And then, there was the fact that Ruby had utterly dominated someone like Casey, a fighter who had shown great promise and was expected to go toe-to-toe with her.
The one-sided beatdown was shocking, even to Glinda, who had been sure that Casey would provide a decent challenge. Ruby had not just improved—she had surpassed expectations, showcasing combat abilities that were far beyond her previous capabilities.
Glinda stood at the edge of the arena, her sharp eyes scanning the crowd, trying to piece together the puzzle that Ruby's and the other girls' rapid growth and the reactions from those around her presented.
It gnawed at her—how had these students advanced so far in such a short time, while she, who had been sleeping with Shizuo, had remained the same? She had also borne him a child, yet her strength hadn't surged like theirs. What was she missing?
A part of her simmered with frustration. Glinda had always prided herself on her abilities and dedication to both her craft and her duties at Beacon. Her skills were unmatched among the staff, and her semblance, telekinesis, was finely honed. So why had these young girls, many of whom had been nowhere near her level, suddenly catapulted to new heights?
She thought back to the intimate times with Shizuo—how she had been drawn into the complex web that seemed to surround him, joining the harem that had expanded far beyond what anyone would have imagined.
It was a situation that had gradually become more complicated, especially with the way Shizuo seemed to wield influence not just over emotions but over the very abilities and growth of those closest to him.
The other girls, particularly those in Shizuo's inner circle like Ruby and the Malachite twins, had been consistently improving, their powers growing exponentially. Glinda had witnessed it firsthand, both in the classroom and on the battlefield.
They were stronger, faster, smarter, and more capable than ever before. Ruby's fight against Casey had been just one stark example of this overwhelming transformation.
But what about her?
She had been involved with Shizuo for a significant amount of time—longer, in fact, than many of the others. She had given birth to his children, she had supported him, and she had stood by his side. Yet, her own abilities remained static, as if the progression that touched the others hadn't quite reached her.
Was she being left behind?
The thought stung, but Glinda wasn't one to back down easily. She needed answers, and she wasn't going to sit idly by while others surpassed her. She would figure out what was going on. Whether it was some hidden aspect of his powers, or something else entirely, Glinda was determined to uncover the truth.
As she watched Ruby helping Casey to her feet, exchanging friendly words despite the brutal match. Glinda's brisk steps echoed down the halls as she left the arena, her mind racing.
She was preparing herself for what was sure to be a difficult conversation with Shizuo, demanding to know why the others had been growing so much stronger while she remained the same. What had she missed? Was it something deliberate on his part?
However, before she could even reach Shizuo's quarters, she found herself intercepted by Tsune with her baby daughter in a baby carrier, the erratic fox Faunus who served as the school nurse. Tsune was notorious for her unpredictability and quirky personality, but beneath her chaotic demeanor, she was deeply connected to Shizuo's inner circle. If anyone would know something, it was her.
"Glinda, I need to talk to you."
Tsune said, her amber eyes gleaming with a strange intensity. She gestured for Glinda to follow her into a more private corridor, away from any potential eavesdroppers.
Glinda, though annoyed by the interruption, could tell by Tsune's tone that this was important. She folded her arms, waiting for the nurse to speak.
Tsune took a deep breath before launching into an explanation.
"I know that you're feeling down and why you're feeling like you're being left behind."
She said, her voice softer than usual, a rare glimpse of seriousness overtaking her usually frenetic energy.
"It's not because Shizuo's ignoring you. It's because there are conditions—limitations, really—on who gets the upgrades."
"Limitations?"
Glinda asked, narrowing her eyes.
"What kind of limitations?"
"You've got a bit of a... divided loyalty problem."
Tsune replied, her ears twitching as she spoke.
"Shizuo's been sharing his strength and abilities with those who are fully aligned with him and his goals. And well, Glinda, you've got this warship to Ozpin. Shizuo knows you're too loyal to him. But that dual allegiance? It's a risk."
Glinda frowned, not entirely convinced.
"I've given Shizuo everything."
She said, a hint of frustration creeping into her voice.
"How could he question my loyalty?"
Tsune sighed, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed.
"It's not about questioning your loyalty to Shizuo. It's about what you might do if you had access to everything he's offering—like those strength enhancements. He's worried that because you still work closely with Ozpin, you might... accidentally or intentionally share too much. You could be a leak, even if you don't mean to be."
Glinda's brow furrowed. She hadn't considered that. Her loyalty to Ozpin had never conflicted with her connection to Shizuo—at least not from her perspective. But hearing it now, she could see how Shizuo, always so calculating, might view it as a potential risk.
"So, you're saying I'm being kept out of the upgrades because I'm a potential threat?"
Glinda asked, her voice laced with disbelief.
"Not a threat. Just... an unknown variable."
Tsune explained carefully.
"He doesn't want you to have more power than you already do, in case Ozpin starts poking around, asking questions. You could reveal something that might put everything at risk."
Glinda's mind raced. It wasn't an accusation, but it was clear that her position at Beacon was a factor. Her connection to Ozpin, her role as a pillar of the academy—it all made her unpredictable in Shizuo's eyes.
"But what if I prove my loyalty?"
Glinda pressed, her determination rising.
"What if I make it clear that I'm fully committed to Shizuo, to what he's building? That my allegiance to Ozpin is secondary?"
Tsune raised an eyebrow, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"Well, if you can show that you're all in, things might change. But you'll have to convince Shizuo—and that's not going to be easy. He's got plans, Glinda. Big ones. And you need to decide where you fit into those plans."
Glinda stood silent for a moment, her mind swirling with conflicting thoughts. Could she truly sever her loyalty to Ozpin? Would she need to choose between the two?
Tsune, sensing Glinda's inner turmoil, gave her a pat on the shoulder.
"Look, it's up to you. But if you want in on what the others are getting, you're gonna have to commit fully to Shizuo. No holding back. No divided loyalties."
With that, Tsune turned and walked off with her baby, leaving Glinda alone in the dimly lit corridor.
Glinda took a deep breath, her thoughts now even more tangled. The path ahead was clear, but it was also fraught with difficult choices. She would need to confront Shizuo—and soon.
But more than that, she would need to confront her own divided allegiances. What mattered more to her now? Her longstanding loyalty to Ozpin, or her growing connection to Shizuo and the future he was building?
With renewed resolve, Glinda straightened her posture. She wasn't going to let this issue fester. She would find Shizuo and figure out once and for all where she stood. One way or another.
"So, you wish to demonstrate your loyalty to me, Glinda, and that it surpasses any allegiance to Ozpin. Once I reveal what I know, you will likely renounce all reverence for him."
Shizuo declared.
"I am prepared, Shizuo."
Glinda responded.
Glinda stood frozen, her heart pounding as the hologram of Shizuo's memories played out before her. The revelations were staggering, far beyond anything she had ever imagined—Ozma and Salem's twisted history, the gods, the daughters, the whole shebang. And, honestly, it felt like her entire belief system was being flipped upside down.
The revelation that Ozpin, the man she revered, was nothing more than a parasitic soul hopping from host to host, was horrifying. And perhaps worst of all, Shizuo's final words hung heavily in her mind:
"Ozpin has no plan for victory."
When the hologram finally flickered off, Glinda was speechless for a moment, just trying to wrap her head around it all. This was no small revelation; it was a gut punch. Everything she'd been working for, all her loyalty to Ozpin, suddenly felt... misguided. Like she'd been playing a game without knowing all the rules.
"So, yeah."
Shizuo said, leaning back, clearly letting her soak it all in.
"That's the real story. Ozpin's been keeping a lot in the dark, huh? You still think he's got some grand plan to fix all this?"
For all these years, Glinda had trusted Ozpin, believing in his wisdom and leadership, thinking he held some secret strategy to defeat Salem. Now, it was clear: there was no plan, no final move that could end this endless war. The entire conflict was a bitter, centuries-old struggle between two lovers, tearing apart the world and everyone in it.
Glinda let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding.
"So, Ozpin… he's not even really Ozpin."
She said slowly, more to herself than to Shizuo.
"And Salem… the four maidens, they're his daughters?"
"Yup. It's a whole messy family feud. And here we are, stuck in the middle of it, all because Ozpin can't figure out a way to win."
"I... I don't understand."
Glinda stammered, her mind reeling.
"Ozpin... He's supposed to be our leader. He's supposed to guide us. Protect us. How could this be?"
Shizuo watched her intently, his expression calm but unwavering.
"Ozpin's been keeping secrets from everyone, Glinda. He's been playing a game of control, always being someone in the center of power. A king or the Headmaster, which only one exists in each kingdom and he had his hands in place each one of them."
"Making everyone believe he knows how to win. But the truth is, there is no victory for him. He can't defeat Salem because he doesn't want to. This isn't just a battle for Remnant—it's the longest, most destructive divorce in history."
She paced a little, her heels clicking on the floor.
"This is... I don't even know where to start. I've been following him all these years, thinking there was some kind of endgame. But what you're saying—he doesn't even have one, does he?"
"Nope."
Shizuo said, popping the "p" for emphasis.
"It's like we're all running around trying to solve a problem that doesn't have a solution."
Glinda stopped pacing, facing Shizuo.
"And you? What's your solution, then?"
Shizuo shrugged like it was the easiest question in the world.
"Simple. I'm not looking to clean up their mess. I'm building something new. A future that doesn't involve being stuck in their endless drama."
Glinda felt her legs weaken, the weight of the decision pressing down on her, and she steadied herself against a nearby desk. She'd spent so long under Ozpin's wing, trusting him, believing in his leadership. Everything she had fought for, everything she had believed in, felt like it was crumbling beneath her.
But now? Now it seemed like she'd been backing the wrong horse. She had trusted Ozpin with her life, and now, it seemed like that trust had been completely misplaced. And Shizuo—he was offering something more tangible, something that made sense, even if it was still unfolding.
"You want to join me?"
Shizuo asked, his tone casual, but the weight of the question hung heavy in the air.
"This is why I need you to choose, Glinda. You're caught between two forces, and you can't remain divided. If you continue to serve Ozpin, you'll be serving a man who's more interested in prolonging this conflict than ending it. But if you stand with me... we can change everything. We can forge a new future for Remnant."
Glinda's thoughts raced. She looked at Shizuo, the man who had shown her a side of the world she never knew existed, a side of herself she hadn't fully embraced. Could she truly abandon everything she had worked for with Ozpin? Could she turn her back on the man who had been her mentor?
But deep down, Glinda knew she had already made her choice. The truth was undeniable. Ozpin had been deceiving them all, keeping them trapped in a cycle of endless war. And now, Shizuo was offering her a way out, a chance to make a real difference.
Glinda took a deep breath.
"Looks like I've been loyal to a lost cause. If what you're showing me is the truth—and, God, I think it is—then yeah. I'm done with Ozpin's lies. I'm with you. I'll stand with you, Shizuo. For Remnant... and for a future where we can actually win."
Glinda answered with a quiet determination settled over her, her mind clearer than it had been in years. Shizuo was offering a path forward, a chance to break free from the cycle of endless fighting. She wasn't just following a man now—she was fighting for the truth, for the future of everyone in Remnant.
Shizuo smiled, his eyes gleaming.
"Good, I knew you'd come around. Welcome to the real fight. You've made the right choice, Glinda. Together, we'll change the world. And I'll make sure you receive everything you've been denied."
Glinda's heart raced as she realized that her journey had just begun—one filled with more uncertainty than ever before, but also with hope. The shackles of her loyalty to Ozpin had been broken, and now, with Shizuo revealing the truth, as hard as it was to swallow. Now, she was stepping into a future where she would no longer be kept in the dark.
Listening to her advice Shizuo showed General Ironwood his hologram memories.
General Ironwood stood in horrified in silence, staring at the hologram memories that Shizuo had shown him. His mind raced as his semblance Mettle tried to make sense of everything—the history of Ozma and Salem, the destruction wrought by the twin gods, and the revelation about the four Relics. It was all too much to process at once.
His initial reaction had been one of denial.
"This... this can't be true."
Ironwood had said, his tone sharp with disbelief.
"You must be working with Salem, trying to confuse us—trying to sow doubt in our ranks."
But Shizuo remained calm, his eyes unwavering as he let the General absorb the gravity of what had just been revealed.
"I understand this is hard to believe, General, but this isn't about taking sides. This is about the truth. Even if you somehow manage to defeat Salem, which is far from guaranteed, summoning the gods through the Relics will only bring about the same fate as before—humanity's judgment. And from what I've seen, it's unlikely they'll be pleased with what they find."
Ironwood's jaw clenched, and his hands tightened into fists.
"So you're saying... that even if we succeed, even if we do everything right, humanity might still face extinction?"
"Exactly."
Shizuo said, his voice steady.
"The gods wiped out humanity once because of their disappointment. Do you really think the world, in its current state, is going to meet their standards? We're fractured, divided, constantly at war, and the faunus, do I need to say more? This isn't a battle we can win with just strength and strategy, General. The real threat is bigger than Salem—it's the judgment of the gods."
Ironwood turned away, pacing as he processed the implications of what Shizuo had said. For years, he had committed himself to protecting Atlas, to defending the world from threats like Salem. He had made sacrifices, tough decisions, all in the name of securing a future for humanity. But now, it seemed like all of that might be for nothing.
"Everything... everything we've been fighting for."
Ironwood muttered, his voice laced with frustration.
"It's all just part of some twisted game between the gods. And we're the pieces on their board."
Shizuo nodded.
"That's exactly it. And Ozpin has known this for centuries. He's been trying to hold everything together, but there's no plan to truly win this war. It's just a cycle—one that Ozpin has been perpetuating, knowingly or unknowingly. The truth is, he's not fighting for victory. He's fighting to delay the inevitable."
Ironwood stopped pacing, his eyes hard as he faced Shizuo.
"Then what do you suggest we do? If this is the truth, if there's no way to win by following Ozpin's path, what's the alternative?"
Shizuo stepped forward, his gaze serious.
"The alternative is to stop playing their game. We stop trying to summon the gods with the Relics, stop letting them dictate humanity's fate. Instead, we focus on building a world that doesn't rely on their approval or their judgment. That means we fight Salem, not because we think it'll end with some divine intervention, but because we need to protect humanity on our terms."
Ironwood listened intently, his face a mixture of anger, determination, and deep conflict. He had spent so long trusting in the mission Ozpin had laid out for him, believing that there was a greater plan, a light at the end of the tunnel. Now, that light seemed to be nothing more than a mirage.
"And you think we can do that?"
Ironwood asked, his voice low.
"You think we can defy the gods and build a future without them?"
Shizuo gave a slight nod.
"I do. But it'll take more than just strength—it'll take unity. We need to stop letting old rivalries and fears divide us. If we want to survive, we have to stop following the rules that have been set for us and start making our own."
Ironwood exhaled deeply, his shoulders slumping as the weight of the decision bore down on him. He had always been a man of action, a leader who prided himself on making the hard choices. But this... this was something else entirely.
"I'll need time to think about this."
Ironwood finally said, his voice steady but weary.
"But if what you've shown me is true, then everything we've been doing is wrong. And if that's the case... then maybe it's time we start rewriting the rules."
Shizuo nodded in understanding.
"Take all the time you need, General. Just know that the clock is ticking. The longer we stay in this cycle, the closer we get to repeating the same mistakes."
As Ironwood left the room, his thoughts heavy with the weight of what he had learned, Glinda stood by Shizuo's side, watching the General go. The truth had been revealed, and the first cracks were beginning to form in the foundation of Ozpin's carefully constructed narrative.
"Do you think he'll join us?"
Glinda asked quietly, her eyes still fixed on the door Ironwood had exited through.
Shizuo smiled slightly.
"He's a man of reason. He'll come around once he understands that the old way isn't going to save us. He's too pragmatic to cling to a broken strategy."
Glinda nodded, though she still felt the tension in the air. They had taken the first step toward breaking free from Ozpin's control, but the path ahead was fraught with uncertainty. One thing was certain, however: the future of Remnant was about to change, and there was no turning back now.
The following day, Shizuo found himself under attack by two seasoned Huntsmen: one with blond hair, marked by two small strands protruding from the top, and blue eyes. His facial hair featured a soul patch and a light stubble along his jawline. He was dressed in brown cargo shorts secured by a dark brown belt, and a brown leather vest over a tan dress shirt with the right sleeve removed. The other had dark, spiky hair, faded red eyes, and a hint of stubble on his jawline. He donned a red, frayed cloak, a gray dress shirt with a long back, and black dress pants.
The sound of shattering sunglasses echoed in the courtyard as Qrow's scythe clipped Shizuo's face, knocking the shades from his eyes. For a moment, everything froze. And most of the Beacon students yelled:
"RUUUUUUN-BITCH! RUN!"
"YEAH, HE IS NOT A T-REX."
Shizuo's expression darkened, his golden eyes burning with a fury that instantly changed the atmosphere. What had been a skirmish, two seasoned Huntsmen trying to discipline an arrogant youth, had now turned into something far more dangerous.
Qrow barely had time to react before Shizuo roared in anger, tearing a nearby lamppost from the ground with a single hand. The metal groaned under the pressure, bending as Shizuo swung it with the force of a battering ram.
The impact hit Qrow squarely, sending him careening across the courtyard like a ragdoll, his body bouncing off the ground before smashing into the Beacon fountain with a sickening crunch.
"Qrow!"
Taiyang shouted, eyes wide with shock as Qrow lay in the sturdy Beacon fountain, groaning in pain from the force of Shizuo's attack, he stood frozen, his breath catching in his throat.
The lamppost in Shizuo's hands was bent from the sheer power of the blow, and the lion faunus looked more enraged than ever, his eyes blazing with fury.