Cultivator In Remnant Rwby Fanfic - Chapter 2 Arrival At Remnan

Bai POV

You know what it feels like to be forcefully sucked in inside a whirlpool? Or did you once ever tried to go inside a washing machine to understand how clothes feel when they get washed like an idiot? That’s how it feels inside the inter-universal passageway, or IUP for short. Only, it felt very much more super duper worse. Like, even the experience of riding a roller coaster death ride with many swirls on max speed pales in comparison to the experience. It feels like i’m a beyblade though, so I guess that’s a thing. Anime immersion in real life, or what not.

Once we got sucked in inside the portal, we all used our Qi to protect our bodies. The ultimate merry-go-round experience isn’t the only thing here. Because of the horny tiger breaking that specific formation flag, the whole process of travelling to another universe hurt even more than it should have! And that’s saying something considering that I experienced a WHOLE lot of pain due to body tempering techniques, heavenly tribulations and even some torture on the side(trust me, you do NOT want to know what I went through).

The formation was supposed to protect us from the turbulence, much like travelling to wormholes or through an inter-dimensional gate. The turbulence would have been lessened, at least enough for the common Universal class cultivators to pass through with minimal pain that even a soul cultivator can endure. Our bodies would have been sufficiently protected, though it still may be painful, we could have alleviated the pressure through the use of our defensive techniques and treasures.

But alas, the IUP somehow doesn’t give us access to our storage rings through a disturbance of the for- *cough* I mean disturbance to our souls. I forgot to mention that the pain is even more magnified since the IUP turbulence also targeted our very souls. It was also being a dick, destroying the storage rings in the process. God damn man, even I can’t destroy it that easily. My only treasure that’s kept barely alive, even though it’s broken also in body and spirit, is my bonded treasure [Moon God’s Spear of Ice and Lightning]. It came as a freebie when I discovered the manuals and when I cultivated my nascent soul, I put it inside the treasured weapon, and so it bonded with me. I could summon it from my soul like how Shu Ouma does to get a Void Weapon. Pretty cool if I do say so myself.

I know that there were 5 of us in the IUP, since I also saw that thing rush in here. But I’m somehow blinded by the IUP. It’s pitch black in here, as we travelled so fast that we could even beat the speed of light and a vacuum together in a one-legged race. Even if we had to be handicapped and had to crawl like slugs.

I can’t see anyone, and if I try to divert some Qi to my eyes, it just worsens the painful experience. Jesus Christ man! even the heavenly tribulation for ascending to Universe class wasn’t this painful!

Enough describing about the pain. I now want to complain about how it seems to be taking so long. The calculations we made predicted that it would at most take a minute or two. But it’s now an HOUR!

Even with my bountiful Qi reserves, I’m now running low on it. If this still goes on, I have to sacrifice my physical body and blood essence Qi to strengthen my soul so I could at least try to find a body over there.

I just realized, where and what time would we arrive?! We were supposed to arrive at Forever Fall(RIP Pyrrah) a few years before the canon series started. It was because when we discussed about it, we were going to prevent the death of Summer Rose just for the hell of it, before going to Salem’s domain and beat the crap out of her while taking some selfies from our Misung phones( Made with durable materials that even Universal-class cultivators can use it without worrying about it breaking).

*sigh*, I can’t even speak out loud since that would hurt me. I just hope that it’s at least still before the start of the series. I still need to go on a world tour. I’ve seen a lot of beautiful sceneries in my lifetime, and Remnant isn’t reeaallly pretty, but I wanted to go to places like Menagerie and Atlas. A floating city might be commonplace but come on! It’s where Weiss lives! I would have at least wanted to kick down the door of the schnee household before whisking away her drunkard mother like Shrek without the ugly ogress part. For menagerie, well I AM a gentleman *wink* *wink*

…

The turbulence of the IUP just upped on an ante. Thank you whoever made this possible, you are a douche! Oh wait, that’s us.

As I kept ranting and ranting, my Qi reserves went empty. And so, I had to resort to the a very painful and tiring methods that I had tried a few times before just to escape. I destroyed my body to power up and used my blood essence Qi to strengthen my soul. It wasn’t enough though, as the IUP kept getting stronger and stronger, which tells me that the bumpiest part of the journey would come.

I desperately clung to my willpower and kept praying to the various mythology gods and my personal idols. Praise be Pewdiepie, praise be. Incidentally, the guy also cultivated, but died a few millenniums ago just when he beat T-series in their YouTube showdown. Poor sucker got killed when an army of angry T-series supporters who used chair, barrel and Stephano-shaped weapons to bash him in 6 feet under.

….

At last, I saw light. I didn’t even bother to continue counting time. The light shone brighter and brighter, as my soul got weaker. I’m on my last leg here, my soul cultivation level got reduced to Sky-class second stage, World Bridge.

The moment I went out, I saw where I ended up. In the middle of FUCKING NOWHERE! Only a sea of trees can be seen around. With my soul being weakened to this level, I can’t even spread my senses. And so, like any wandering soul, I ran(flew) around trying to find a dead body to possess.

Darting through the several lush greeneries and animals, it took a while to find a suitable dead body. The whole thing looked like a very soggy and bloody overcooked burrito with blue pubes at the end. The soul was already weakened, even though its resentment caused it to turn into a vengeful ghost that strengthened it. Something seems to try and wisp it away, but the soul seems to unconsciously get a tight grip on the body. I’m surprised there wasn’t any grimm that came to eat it.

Oh well, beggars can’t be choosers. And so, I did a nose dive, heading straight into the body, and then collided with it. I used a special soul technique to merge with the body.

I wonder what’s the reason for resentment? I’ve got to appease him somehow so I can possess the body without any kind of trouble. I do after all don’t need to risk my soul getting any weaker than it is by forcing myself on the body.

…..

I opened my eyes to see a small town. I was standing in a plaza of sorts, stalls filled with different merchandise were sparsely dispersed around. Some bywalkers passed by, a few even went through me, having weary smiles as they were out and about doing whatever they did. Before you say anything, yes souls have eyes, a full body even, but only those who can materialize like vengeful spirits and cultivators of at least Sky-class.

I’ve already experienced taking over a dead person’s body a few times before(AGAIN, don’t ask) so I know that this is just a world of memories created by the soul unconsciously for what I call, ‘flash- back mode’.The places created are of those important memories based on said locations created through, well, memories. The soul also unconsciously takes in the information of the surroundings, which is something that the detectives or those who just generally want to gain information from recently dead bodies with a weaker soul cultivation compared to theirs use to their advantage through the use of different techniques. The technique I used is for the people like me who seek to take over the body of a recently deceased living being, and want to appease their final wish for karma related stuff. Don’t want the heavens to punish me later that would cost me much more than I want to after all.

In this state, the soul basically puts on an automatic movie as a sort of biography. It’s a pretty cool thing that beats a VR movie since it’s an actual experience of the soul like those advanced memory impartations , not some technology magic that some of my sect’s geniuses made, incidentally, they also made a fantasy VR game that basically resulted into a real-life SAO death game out of accident. I and a few friends of mine took part of this, which we played leisurely for a few years before it got taken down by a Kirito-wannabee sect member. Of course, we didn’t leave him unharmed. Let’s just say, that even a saint won’t like his face and how deformed he became. Dark? I’m a cultivator. Almost all cultivators are greedy, selfish and vengeful incarnates. Only a selected few thousands are either truly righteous or have black and white views of the universe.

Anyways, that’s besides the point. I should focus on my current objective, which if you weren’t paying attention to, was to find out the soul’s resentment, which is by divine providence, also named Bai Yueguang.

Too coincidental? I think not. Bodies that are compatible to your own soul should typically be either 2 types. The first being having similar identities and physique, which is what I have with this one, as we both have light blue hair and the same name. The other type being having similar soul wavelengths, something I didn’t bother to study since all of my possessions are of the first type.

There is also the option of brute forcing yourself into the body, which is something inadvisable since resorting to such an act forcibly destroys a part of your cultivation unless you have did it with your soul at full health, which just shortens your lifespan. You know, no biggie, since those who do this are idiots who seek death or experts with a vast amount of knowledge that could circumvent the problem through treasures and pills.

…..pardon my bad habit…..

As I was dazing about, a little kid who had long light blue hair passed by me carrying a parcel of sorts. Seeing that it was the owner of the body, I unhurriedly jogged after him.

Swimming through these crowds, I saw some people discretely giving the kid the stinky eyes, as if they were looking at an unwanted individual. There were also the brazen elderly who gave undisguised disgusted looks at the kid, who payed no attention at their hatred, seemingly used to the action.

Ah… the hated MC approach. The guy either had no parents or bad ones. With the parcel having a “Maorongrong Yueguang”.

“Hairy moonlight….pft.”(Bai)

Damn it. How can moonlight be hairy?! The guy’s parents are geniuses though, almost at the same level as Gao Moumou.

While I was surveying the town and memorizing its structures, the kid stopped running in front of a cottage of an above average quality, gasping. You can hear a male shouting from inside, while people avoided nearing the place like it’s a haunted house. The kid, who I’m now going to call Little White, took a little breather before going inside with a amusing expression.

I followed inside, to see a woman drop to the ground in the dining area from being slapped by a hairy middle aged man. ‘Ah, that’s why he’s named like that. he looks like an unkempt ugly Hugh Jackman as Wolverine. Too hairy, the girl must be in a forced relationship.’ I thought.

The man really did look like Hugh Jackman, except he was a bit more fatter and less bulky wearing a hunter’s outfit that had slits on the sides so he can wear it comfortably, which doesn’t seem to work as the fat kept it tightly stretched. he also had black hair and blue eyes. Typical look of edgy people, except he’s fat.

Whereas the woman had a slim body with beautiful proportions, containing pearly white skin, blue hair and red eyes. The woman would look like a fashion model if she didn’t look so haggard, and the black eye was removed. She had quite the gloomy look that destroyed her good looks even more.

You can see broken pieces of ceramics near her, that looks like a plate. Little White hurried to the woman, who still had a gloomy look as she furiously uttered “I’m sorry”s to the hairy man. He picked her up by her shoulders and heaved her to the nearby dining chair.

The man glared at the action, but just harrumphed before asking.

” Where’s the mail I sent you to get, shitty brat. You better not have forgotten it. Else you want Qingrou and the other shitty people at this town to get eaten by grimm when we leave?”(Wolverine wannabee)

The man gave a stern glare at the child, who still had the parcel on a hand. White clicked his tongue before throwing it at the man. The man, who I’d like to call Hairy Jim, caught the flying parcel and opened it up then and there.

It looked like a transparent slider bag full of white crystalline sand, as he opened it, dipped a finger in, and tasted it.

“mmmm.. yeah that’s some good shit.”(Hairy Jim)

He moaned digustingly before snorting some of it directly from the bag as he went upstairs. Little White calmed his mother down, as he kept telling her,

“It’s not your fault mother, it’s not.”(Little White)

“…Son….I’m sorry*hic*,I’m so so sorry.”(Qingrou)

“One day mom.. one day we can escape him and be done with this life of slavery.”(Little White)

Qingrou still hiccuped as she held back her tears, trying her best to be stronger for her beloved son.

*POOF*

After that, everything that existed poofed into clouds of blue fog, changing the scene into a foggy black world which slowly materialized into another place. An alleyway, the shady kind where drug deals, bitch stabbing and r!p!s happen. Too much? live in my world then. To make it worse, the realm of flash backs is currently in night mode, as the dark sky illuminated by the moon also shined upon this very alleyway. Batman much?

*BAM**CRASH*

“GAH.”(Little White)

Little White slumped down from the brick wall, who had a Little White-shaped crack in it. Little White gasped for breath, as he was on his knees with blood flowing out of his mouth like drool. Facing where he came from, was Hairy Jim and 3 other shady people. A tall and skinny baldy, a short guy full of acne that looks like pepe the frog having an allergy attack, and a relatively buff gentle looking man that let out an aura that screamed ‘pedophile alert!’. Pedobear would be proud.

“YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOU THINK RATTING US OUT TO THE POLICE WOULD WORK AND SEND US TO JAIL?! IF SOMETHING LIKE THAT DID WORK, THEN I WOULD BE IN PRISON FOR R!P!NG YOUR MOM! HAHAHAHAHAHA.”(Deadbeat deadmeat)

Hairy Jim laughed hard along with his goons. They somehow remind me of team CRDL. A team of small fries Beacon would be thankful for if they ever get into an “accident”.

…

Killing this bastard would be my pleasure then. I’m sure Little White would love this. I might not be a saint, but r!p! is bad mmkay. A true gentleman would wait till she gave a signal, not an atrocious act like forcing himself on her. That’s wrong and a major disrespect to both sides.

“It’s high time you had to go ah “take a hike” to the forest. Being grimm feed should be a possible idea of killing you without staining my hands, and further break the mind of that weak whore. Now that would be a fun little idea right?”(The person even author wants to stab repeatedly)

Hairy Jim cackled as his flabby upper torso jiggled like tofu. Even the Zhu Baijie looked and acted more of a gentleman, and even more handsome than Hairy Jim here. Guy had a huge mole in his nose that Austin Powers would be screaming for attention.

As I monologued yet again, Hairy Jim signaled Frogger to finish the job, as the rest of them laughed away from the scene. Frogger himself grumbled things like ‘why is it always me that finishes their jobs?’ and ‘they can at least call me by my name, not some stupid shit like Froghead. I’m human too.’.Guy sure lives up to his role as a small fry lackey.

Instead of using his own weapon to finish the job, he picked up a lone brick near the dumpster a few feet away from the kid, and then swung it on Little White’s head, effectively knocking him unconscious with a bleeding cranium. Froghead clicked his tongue, before wrapping up the boy with a conveniently placed tattered robe as he hoisted him on his shoulders, and sneakily ran off outside the town. It is nearing midnight when he got out of the town with a policeman giving the dying boy a pitying look as he opened the gate enough for Froghead to slip out. A few minutes flew by, and Little White is miraculously still alive. Upon closer inspection, you can see that his head is slightly glowing, looking like the glow is trying to repair the damage. Of course, it did not enough for the idiot to notice.

Thinking about it in depth, Little White might have unlocked his semblance. And it looked like it’s related to the moon since the glow strengthens whenever moonlight shines on him. Too bad for him this would only prolong his inevitable death.

After finding a suitable plane, he irresponsibly threw the body and then legged it away. He’s not a pepe, he’s a true frogger with that kind of speed. Little White only stared at the moon as he thought of his regrets while his thoughts tof revenge slowly made him into a vengeful ghost. And then, a “star” flew and recklessly crashed right to his chest.

…..

“Phew, that was a good show.”(Bai)

The kid could win a depressing story award on short films for that.

“Are…Are you the devil?”(Little White)

“Oh? it seems you’re still conscious. It’s your lucky day kid, I get to possess your body and grant you your desires.”(Bai)

I smirked as he blinked awkwardly.

“Stat-“(Bai)

“I want those bastards dead and my mother safe. Promise me you’ll do that and you get my body just like you wanted.”(Little White)

My my, kids these days sure are hasty.