Milk_Is_My_Drug

Chapter 69 : Argus

The weeks following the nightmare of Haven were calm for Team RWBY, Pyrrha, Nora, Ren, Qrow, Raven, and Ozpin. The group found a fragile rhythm amidst their struggles and uncertainties. Raven, gravely injured during the fight, spent weeks bedridden, her usual demeanor dampened by pain and exhaustion. Yang and Qrow were her primary companions during this time, though their reasons differed. Yang sought answers and perhaps a glimmer of reconciliation, while Qrow’s loyalty as her brother compe...

Chapter 68: Human

Crimson stood in the ruins of the town, his breathing steady, still in his demonic form. The silence was shattered by the sound of rushing water, followed by the distinct groaning of breaking wood. He turned his head sharply, his senses warning him of something immense approaching.

In the distance, a crimson tide surged forward—a wave of blood sweeping through the streets. Houses and debris were swept away like fragile paper as the flood approached with terrifying speed.

Crimson...

Chapter 67: VS Demons III

The Infinity Castle began its unsettling transformation. The shifting walls stretched and twisted, forming a grand, open chamber. Intricate ice sculptures adorned the room, glowing faintly in the cold, pale light that filled the space. The temperature plummeted, frost creeping across the walls and floor.

At the center of the chamber stood Doma, Upper Rank Two. His radiant smile and serene demeanor were at odds with the macabre scene surrounding him. His long, flowing hair glistened like...

Chapter 66: VS Demons II

The sound of the biwa echoed again, pulling Crimson into the familiar void as the Infinity Castle shifted. The room around him dissolved into swirling shadows, replaced by a vast chamber adorned with floating lanterns, their orange light flickering against the dark walls. The space felt alive, oppressive, as if it was waiting for the bloodshed to come.

From the shadows emerged Hantengu, trembling and pitiful. His hunched figure clawed at the floor, his skeletal frame shuddering with eve...

Chapter 65: Vs Demons I

The sharp, resonant notes of a biwa echoed through the Infinity Castle, filling the vast, surreal void. The haunting melody reverberated through the shifting structure as if mocking the silence. Around Crimson, the world warped. Wooden platforms adorned with ornate carvings appeared beneath his feet, forming an enormous arena. Pillars shot up around him like the twisted spines of a great beast, encircling him in an ominous cage.

Crimson stood in the center, his crimson eyes scanning the...

Chapter 64: Quest for Peace

After the episode with the mother and her daughters, Crimson returned to his dimly lit dwelling. The encounter lingered in his mind, stirring emotions he couldn’t quite name—fragments of empathy tangled with the ever-present weight of guilt. Sitting cross-legged on the cold floor, he closed his eyes and resumed his meditation. The muted sounds of Kuchinashi filtered through the walls, blending with the turbulence of his thoughts. He sought clarity, but his mind twisted and turned, refusin...

Chapter 63: Temporary Life

Crimson spent a week in isolation, meditating and reflecting in the quiet solitude of his small apartment. When his supplies began to dwindle, he ventured out into the city again. As he descended the creaking staircase, the two small girls he had encountered before were sitting in the same spot. This time, when they saw him, there was no fear in their eyes. Instead, they looked wary, with a faint glimmer of hope shining through their guarded expressions.

He met their gaze briefly but sa...

Chapter 62: Solitude

The Lower Valley was a district that even the shadows feared. Known as Kuchinashi’s warehouse district, it was where the criminal underworld conducted its most clandestine operations. The entire area was a labyrinth of massive storage buildings, each one fortified like a fortress. Armed guards patrolled the perimeter of every warehouse, and the atmosphere was suffocating, laden with the stench of damp metal and the ever-present tension of concealed violence. No one entered the Lower Valley ...

Chapter 61: City Of Kuchinashi

The doctor stepped out from the small house, his movements hurried and nervous. His eyes darted toward Crimson, and for a brief moment, his face betrayed fear. Without a word, he turned and bolted away, the sound of his steps echoing in the distance. Crimson didn’t react. His gaze was fixed on the ground, his thoughts pulling him deeper into a silent abyss. The world around him felt distant, the faint cries from inside the house barely registering in his mind.

Minutes turned to hours,...

Chapter 60: New Life

Pyrrha’s footsteps were heavy as she made her way back to the house, the night air cool against her skin, but it did little to ease the weight on her heart. Every step seemed to carry the burden of the conversation she’d just had with Crimson, each word echoing in her mind. The silence of the mountain felt louder now, the quiet a stark contrast to the turmoil she felt inside.

As she entered the house, her friends were gathered around the table, faces lit by the soft glow of a lanter...

Chapter 59: Hatred

Before the group set out, Ozpin took control of Oscar’s body, his voice calm but firm as he addressed them. “Before you go, there’s something you need to understand about Crimson,” he began, his gaze sweeping across the group. “When people are in a state of deep vulnerability or depression, they often reject those who claim to understand them. They don’t want sympathy—they want solace, support, and quiet reassurance. Be mindful of what you say. Offer comfort, not judgment. Somet...

Chapter 58: Silent Guardian

The morning light seeped weakly through the curtains, casting long shadows across the room. No one in the group had slept well. The previous night’s events replayed endlessly in their minds—Crimson’s monstrous form, his complex emotions, and the revelations that had come to light.

By afternoon, they gathered in the living room, subdued and silent, listening to the news report on the attack at Haven Academy. The news anchor’s voice was grave as she detailed the destruction inflic...

Chapter 57: The Truth... According to Them

Qrow’s fingers tightened around the empty flask, his knuckles white as he let it drop to the floor. His face covered with one hand, he exhaled sharply, trying to steady himself as the weight of the memories pressed down on him.

“He awakened his semblance right after saving Yang and Ruby,” he said quietly, his voice hoarse. “I remember how he was acting—strange, almost like a completely different person. It was the only time I’ve ever seen him seem scared, worried about somet...

Chapter 56: Story Time

Qrow looked around the room, his tired eyes meeting the curious stares of his companions. He sighed, the weight of years pressing down on him, and took another drink from his flask. The fire crackled softly, casting flickering shadows across the room, but there was an unspoken understanding in the silence that followed. Everyone was waiting for him to speak, to reveal what they didn’t know, what had been hidden away for so long.

Ruby’s eyes were focused with both confusion and curio...

Chapter 55: End Of The Nightmare

Crimson stood motionless at the heart of the battlefield, his grotesque form towering above the carnage. Shredded corpses lay scattered around him, the ground beneath soaked in dark, congealing blood. The air was heavy with the stench of death.

Amid the devastation, a pitiful figure moved weakly—a lone survivor of his wrath. Raven Branwen, battered and broken, dragged herself away from him with trembling arms. Her left leg was severed below the knee, her right hand missing two fingers...

Chapter 54: A Living Nightmare

As the two groups faced off, the rubble behind them shifted. A faint, almost imperceptible sound—a low rumble—echoed through the air.

Ruby’s eyes widened, her tear-streaked face snapping toward the source of the noise.

“Crimson…?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

The enemy froze, their smug expressions faltering as they turned toward the rubble. The pile of debris shifted again, larger chunks tumbling down, as the air grew heavy with an unnatural pressure.

Chapter 53: Shattered Reflection

Crimson’s movements were relentless, his blade slicing through the onslaught of attacks from every direction. Sweat streamed down his face, his breathing ragged, yet his resolve never faltered. The combined force of his enemies—Cinder, Raven, Tyrian, Hazel, Adam, and the others—pressed him into a corner. Still, his iron will refused to yield.

The flurry of strikes left him no time to blink. His eyes darted from one opponent to the next, calculating angles and anticipating the next...

Chapter 52: Despair

From her vantage point, Cinder scowled at the battlefield. Crimson was still standing strong, his blade carving through the chaos around him with terrifying precision. No matter how many of their forces fell, he showed no signs of slowing. Frustration gnawed at her. This battle had gone on far too long.

“Emerald!” she barked, her voice sharp and commanding. “Use your Semblance. Distract him.”

Emerald, standing nervously at her side, nodded. Her hands trembled slightly, but...

Chapter 51: Impossible Odds

From the shadows, Blake and Sun observed the chaos unfolding in the Haven courtyard. Their hiding spot provided them a grim view of the battle, a spectacle both horrifying and awe-inspiring. Crimson stood amidst a sea of enemies, moving with precision and lethal efficiency. The sheer number of adversaries who had been lying in wait stunned them, but what left them speechless was how Crimson held his ground against such overwhelming odds. He wasn’t just surviving—he was winning.

Sun,...

Chapter 50: How long will you last?

Crimson, Blake, and Sun had finally reached the bustling streets of Mistral. The city stretched out before them, its lights flickering faintly in the distance as night began to fall. The journey had been mostly silent. Sun, ever the cheerful one, attempted to break the heavy silence, offering jokes and trying to make small talk, but his attempts were met with little response. Blake’s mind seemed to wander constantly, her thoughts clouded by the weight of what lay ahead. As for Crimson, he c...

Chapter 49: Ambush

The grand hall of the White Fang headquarters was dimly lit, the flickering torches casting elongated shadows along the intricately carved walls. At the far end of the hall, Sienna Khan, the High Leader of the White Fang, sat on her ornate throne, her piercing golden eyes fixed on the figure approaching her. Adam Taurus, the infamous bull Faunus, strode confidently toward her, his red hair catching the dim light, and his mask concealing most of his face.

Sienna’s expression darkened a...

Chapter 48: Rushing to Haven

Crimson didn’t wait for Kali’s answer. His gaze stayed fixed forward as he walked, his strides deliberate and unhurried, leaving Kali behind. She remained frozen, the weight of the carnage and revelations hanging over her like a storm cloud. Her legs trembled, her lips parted as if to call out to him, but no sound escaped.

He barely passed her when distant voices began to echo through the forest. Kali’s ears twitched, catching the rising murmur of a crowd. She turned, panic grippi...

Chapter 47: Wiped Out

The White Fang operatives charged at Crimson, their weapons drawn and their resolve unshaken despite the fear that lingered in the air. But Crimson did not wait for them to close the distance. Instead, he moved first, a blur of deadly precision and intent. His katana gleamed under the faint light as he rushed forward, targeting Yuma and Trifa with swift ferocity.

With a single calculated motion, Crimson struck between the two, separating them from one another. Yuma’s massive frame sta...

Chapter 46: The Shadow of Retribution

Crimson held his katana steady, the tip resting dangerously close to Gihara’s neck. His crimson eyes swept over the faunus surrounding him, their expressions a mixture of fear, anger, and despair. 

He tilted his head slightly, his tone devoid of emotion. "I’ll give you all a fair trade. One of you will guide me to the White Fang. In return, I’ll graciously let you all go on your merry way to protect the civilians. And I’ll even spare your leader here." He pressed the blade ...

Chapter 45: A Second Vale

Blake stared at Crimson, her throat tight, struggling to find the words to respond. His cold gaze bore into her, and his words had cut through the carefully constructed walls she’d built to shield herself from the guilt and regret that had been eating away at her. The sight of the corpses surrounding them, the lives extinguished so quickly, made her stomach churn. She had faced battles before, seen violence firsthand, but this... this was different. The carnage was too much. And in this mom...

Chapter 44: Menagerie

The sun bathed Menagerie in its gentle warmth, casting soft shadows over the Belladonna household. Blake sat at the dining table with Sun, her parents, Kali and Ghira, sharing a quiet moment of respite. The months spent at home had been a balm for her frayed nerves, allowing her to process the horrors of the White Fang attack and the devastating fall of Beacon. Though the memories haunted her, she found comfort in the presence of her family and the serenity of Menagerie.

Blake sighed as...

Chapter 43: Storm Brewing

The first rays of dawn filtered through the trees as Crimson set out for Vale, his silhouette framed against the early morning light. He set out with purpose, heading toward the weapon smith's shop in the city. The conversation from the night before echoed in his mind—his father had finally agreed to tell Yang about her mother, Raven. It wasn’t a subject to tread lightly. Crimson figured it was better to give them space.

When Crimson arrived at the weapon shop, the assortment of wea...

Chapter 42: New Plans

That night, Crimson sat alone, the quiet night providing a stark contrast to the storm in his mind. General Ironwood’s offer weighed heavily on him, a proposition that carried a purpose and weight. The faint glow of the moonlight filtered through the window, casting long shadows across the room. His gaze drifted to his hands, he flexed his fingers, as if trying to grasp something intangible—something that had long slipped through his grasp.

His thoughts returned to the night of the ...

Chapter 41: Ironwood's Invitation

As the conversation in the living room shifted, the tension began to ease. The group found themselves discussing various topics until the subject of Moon Breathing naturally came up.

Ironwood, who had been quietly observing for most of the evening, perked up at the mention. “Moon Breathing… I’ve heard the rumors. They’ve spread through the ranks, but I was wondering how true they were.”

Ruby, always eager to explain, straightened in her seat. “It’s true. Crimson expl...

Chapter 40: Ironwood Visit

Another week had come and gone, and life on Patch Island had settled into a semblance of routine amidst the chaos of the world. Ruby was often away in Vale, aiding Ren and Nora under Qrow’s leadership. The trio had taken to patrolling the city, assisting wherever they could in the ongoing battle against the Grimm and helping restore order to the beleaguered populace.

Crimson, meanwhile, had focused on his duties at home. His recovery was evident; the bandages that had once covered mos...