Chapter 1
In the beginning, there was a sad and lonely woman. Stranded on top of a castle she could never escape, it is a comfortable existence, she gets to have every worldly desire she wanted. But it is a asphyxiating one, she cannot leave the castle no matter what. And through time's journey, her yearning of freedom grew stronger and stronger everyday. It was not until a great hero, by the name of Ozma freed this woman from her castle that she can experience this freedom she so desperately crave. But, as fate would have it. This great hero fell sick and died at a moment's notice due to a freak disease. Something the woman, who calls herself Salem, has no control over.
Heartbroken, Salem ventured into the realm of the god of light and asked him to revive Ozma, but alas he said no, then, he ventured towards the realm of the god of darkness and asked the same question, to which he replied cordially. The moment the god of light learns of his brothers actions though, he arrived into his realm with great haste, and proceeded to correct his brother's mistake. For a moment, it was a useless tug, with the soul of Ozma functioning as a rope, the god of light delivered oblivion, only for the god of darkness to bring him back to life. Alas, the moment the god of light convinced the god of darkness about the potential imbalance the world might endure if he let Ozma not die. The God of Darkness relented, and ultimately killed Ozma. And, as a token of punishment, forced Salem to live eternally until she knew the meaning of life and death. Whatever what that might entail.
Heartbroken, now disillusioned, and angry. She vowed revenge against the gods, to do whatever it takes to bring them to heel. She convinced every single early kingdom that she could court their leaders on to fight the gods, but, much to her frustration, and shock, the gods won that battle. And at least killed off the humanity Salem knew.
It was a long, long time. But humanity did reappear after the gods left. And-
I noticed that some of the students are sleeping. And of course, as any good teacher, I let out a guttural sound that a Queen should definitely NOT do when she is frustrated. Heh, I'm a Queen of the Unified Kingdom, so what do you wanna do? kill me? yeah, good luck with that.
"UUuuuugh!!! can you at least give some mordicum of respect!!" I predictably screamed, and immediately the other students rose up.
"Look, you're all Seniors, and I know going to a Huntsman/ Huntress college isn't exactly a walk in the park, but at least give me some attention!!"
I sighed, crossed my arms and stood in front of the desk.
"Alright alright, how about... the time when I fought the combined armies of the three kingdoms in the battle of the Southern Desert!" I declared. Which is then greeted with another sigh. Amazing, I am the single, most well researched and very well interviewed primary source, the Queen of the Unified Kingdom of Remnant, leader of the world, co-head of the government with my husband, and I can't even teach a history class without half the class snoring off, and the rest of the class furiously taking notes about my personal exploits for obvious reasons.
And It's only the end of the first week, man... what did I get myself into.
Well, to answer that is going to require a whole retelling of the story, which is a bit much, so maybe I'll condense it to the last say... couple of months.
I got an offer to teach at Beacon College, formerly Beacon Academy but the whole thing got renamed (and repurposed) after a recent bill passed by Congress. Of course, I was obviously shocked that the head of Beacon College, some woman named Glynda dared to ask me to do that, professors kinda stopped asking me to teach into their respective academies once I stopped responding to their mail. But, that final line on the last paragraph pretty much guaranteed that I need to become an instructor.
'A girl with silver eyes was recently admitted, her name is Ruby Rose. So I highly inquire you to see to it that she has the best education possible.'
Obviously, someone with the very ability to 'kill' me (read: Incapacitate me for at least decades, don't ask me how I know that) warrants some attention. So after a brief discussion with the Prime Minister, to which he quickly agreed, and with Ozpin, to which he quickly agreed as well. I took off for Beacon.
And now here I am, teaching history to a bunch of bored, tired, senior students. I surveyed the room, and noticed the girl with the silver eyes, that Ruby Rose, sleeping soundly, perhaps a bit too soundly for my tastes. And I cannot accept that.
"Ms Ruby Rose!" I shouted. To which the clumsy student suddenly rose up. "Quick question, do I have the ability to control all grimm?"
"Uhh... no?" She responded meekly. Clearly she just finished her training straight up from some huntress school before going here. I once went to such a school myself, or at least, casted a small spell on myself to make myself look younger and less... well, grimmy, and wow, the misconceptions they have about me there is something else.
"Correct." I responded. "But to what extent?" I further added.
"Maybe... in the general direction?" She responded.
"No Ms Rose, I have the ability to control grimm within a 50 meter radius, and only for a short amount of time at that. At best, 30 minutes to 2 hours. Yes, I did try to kill myself into a pool of grimm, and yes, I am technically a grimm-human hybrid, but the ability to control grimm is completely beyond my abilities. Hence... why you attend this college and hopefully graduate into a powerful huntress."
It was at that point that the bell rang and everyone suddenly rose up, It's as if they all got a shot of drugs into their arms and quickly exfiltrate the building as quickly as possible. Damn college students, procrastinating all night, sleeping all day, and somehow these people always, well, almost always, become some of the best huntsman and huntresses I've ever met.
"Just remember, your essay about the rise of remnant is due on Monday!! As well as early Human-Faunus relations as well!!" I shouted. Before I proceeded to exit the building as well. This has been a rather slow end to my day. The sun is setting, and I quickly walked back into the instructor's dormitory that the college had set up.
It's a pretty nice room, as nice as the college's budget will allow it. And with some injection of funds from the central government, it was turned into a veritable bedroom practically reminiscent of the royal sleeping chambers. Oh, and a separate study room with an unusual clock-like table. It had all these gears running... yeah, It's pretty weird.
Whatever, I though to myself as I crashed into the bed. It has been what. 158 years after the final unification wars? the one where the Unified Kingdom of Remnant was finally established? had to deal with all sorts of political shenanigans right after that happened. I remember having to deal with terrorist radicals, the faunus civil rights movement, the 'space-race' between the rest of Remnant and Atlas. And the establishment of the moon colony, lots of stuff happening, lots of stuff to deal with, lots of stuff that I myself and my husband have overcame.
Teaching a bunch of college students? please. Salem, you've got this!! I thought to myself, before I dozed off into a quick nap.
Heartbroken, Salem ventured into the realm of the god of light and asked him to revive Ozma, but alas he said no, then, he ventured towards the realm of the god of darkness and asked the same question, to which he replied cordially. The moment the god of light learns of his brothers actions though, he arrived into his realm with great haste, and proceeded to correct his brother's mistake. For a moment, it was a useless tug, with the soul of Ozma functioning as a rope, the god of light delivered oblivion, only for the god of darkness to bring him back to life. Alas, the moment the god of light convinced the god of darkness about the potential imbalance the world might endure if he let Ozma not die. The God of Darkness relented, and ultimately killed Ozma. And, as a token of punishment, forced Salem to live eternally until she knew the meaning of life and death. Whatever what that might entail.
Heartbroken, now disillusioned, and angry. She vowed revenge against the gods, to do whatever it takes to bring them to heel. She convinced every single early kingdom that she could court their leaders on to fight the gods, but, much to her frustration, and shock, the gods won that battle. And at least killed off the humanity Salem knew.
It was a long, long time. But humanity did reappear after the gods left. And-
I noticed that some of the students are sleeping. And of course, as any good teacher, I let out a guttural sound that a Queen should definitely NOT do when she is frustrated. Heh, I'm a Queen of the Unified Kingdom, so what do you wanna do? kill me? yeah, good luck with that.
"UUuuuugh!!! can you at least give some mordicum of respect!!" I predictably screamed, and immediately the other students rose up.
"Look, you're all Seniors, and I know going to a Huntsman/ Huntress college isn't exactly a walk in the park, but at least give me some attention!!"
I sighed, crossed my arms and stood in front of the desk.
"Alright alright, how about... the time when I fought the combined armies of the three kingdoms in the battle of the Southern Desert!" I declared. Which is then greeted with another sigh. Amazing, I am the single, most well researched and very well interviewed primary source, the Queen of the Unified Kingdom of Remnant, leader of the world, co-head of the government with my husband, and I can't even teach a history class without half the class snoring off, and the rest of the class furiously taking notes about my personal exploits for obvious reasons.
And It's only the end of the first week, man... what did I get myself into.
Well, to answer that is going to require a whole retelling of the story, which is a bit much, so maybe I'll condense it to the last say... couple of months.
I got an offer to teach at Beacon College, formerly Beacon Academy but the whole thing got renamed (and repurposed) after a recent bill passed by Congress. Of course, I was obviously shocked that the head of Beacon College, some woman named Glynda dared to ask me to do that, professors kinda stopped asking me to teach into their respective academies once I stopped responding to their mail. But, that final line on the last paragraph pretty much guaranteed that I need to become an instructor.
'A girl with silver eyes was recently admitted, her name is Ruby Rose. So I highly inquire you to see to it that she has the best education possible.'
Obviously, someone with the very ability to 'kill' me (read: Incapacitate me for at least decades, don't ask me how I know that) warrants some attention. So after a brief discussion with the Prime Minister, to which he quickly agreed, and with Ozpin, to which he quickly agreed as well. I took off for Beacon.
And now here I am, teaching history to a bunch of bored, tired, senior students. I surveyed the room, and noticed the girl with the silver eyes, that Ruby Rose, sleeping soundly, perhaps a bit too soundly for my tastes. And I cannot accept that.
"Ms Ruby Rose!" I shouted. To which the clumsy student suddenly rose up. "Quick question, do I have the ability to control all grimm?"
"Uhh... no?" She responded meekly. Clearly she just finished her training straight up from some huntress school before going here. I once went to such a school myself, or at least, casted a small spell on myself to make myself look younger and less... well, grimmy, and wow, the misconceptions they have about me there is something else.
"Correct." I responded. "But to what extent?" I further added.
"Maybe... in the general direction?" She responded.
"No Ms Rose, I have the ability to control grimm within a 50 meter radius, and only for a short amount of time at that. At best, 30 minutes to 2 hours. Yes, I did try to kill myself into a pool of grimm, and yes, I am technically a grimm-human hybrid, but the ability to control grimm is completely beyond my abilities. Hence... why you attend this college and hopefully graduate into a powerful huntress."
It was at that point that the bell rang and everyone suddenly rose up, It's as if they all got a shot of drugs into their arms and quickly exfiltrate the building as quickly as possible. Damn college students, procrastinating all night, sleeping all day, and somehow these people always, well, almost always, become some of the best huntsman and huntresses I've ever met.
"Just remember, your essay about the rise of remnant is due on Monday!! As well as early Human-Faunus relations as well!!" I shouted. Before I proceeded to exit the building as well. This has been a rather slow end to my day. The sun is setting, and I quickly walked back into the instructor's dormitory that the college had set up.
It's a pretty nice room, as nice as the college's budget will allow it. And with some injection of funds from the central government, it was turned into a veritable bedroom practically reminiscent of the royal sleeping chambers. Oh, and a separate study room with an unusual clock-like table. It had all these gears running... yeah, It's pretty weird.
Whatever, I though to myself as I crashed into the bed. It has been what. 158 years after the final unification wars? the one where the Unified Kingdom of Remnant was finally established? had to deal with all sorts of political shenanigans right after that happened. I remember having to deal with terrorist radicals, the faunus civil rights movement, the 'space-race' between the rest of Remnant and Atlas. And the establishment of the moon colony, lots of stuff happening, lots of stuff to deal with, lots of stuff that I myself and my husband have overcame.
Teaching a bunch of college students? please. Salem, you've got this!! I thought to myself, before I dozed off into a quick nap.
I'll probably update this after final exams are over. But, the gist of it? This comes from an alt-universe where Salem didn't turn evil.
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