The MC gets accidently killed by God and is given a chance to revive in a new world.
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"Models i use are from Hero Forge."
(Story inspired by "The Solo Gamer" origin from Wattpad.
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Glynda: I'll be outside.
She walks away.
Ironwood: Well, she hasn't changed a bit.
As Ozpin speaks, the camera shifts, and Glynda can be seen from behind Ozpin and Ironwood as she exits the room.
Ozpin: So, what in the world has brought you all the way down from Atlas?
He pours himself two cups of coffee and hands one to the general.
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Ironwood: Well, you know how much I love Vale this time of year.
Ironwood produces a canteen from his inside coat pocket and pours its contents into his mug.
Ironwood: Besides, with you hosting, I thought that this might be a good opportunity for us to catch up.
Ozpin walks around to his desk, mug in hand.
Ozpin: I can certainly appreciate the quality time between friends, however, a small fleet outside my window has me concerned.
Ironwood: Well, concern is what brought them here.
Ozpin: I understand that travel between kingdoms has become increasingly difficult.
Ironwood: Oz. You and I both know why I brought those men.
Ozpin: We are in a time of peace. Shows of power like this are just going to give off the wrong impression.
Ironwood: But if what Qrow said is true...
Ozpin: If what Qrow said is true, then we will handle it tactfully. It's the Vytal Festival. A time to celebrate unity and peace. So I suggest that you not scare people by transporting hundreds of soldiers halfway across the continent.
Ironwood: I'm just being cautious.
Ozpin: As am I. Which is why we will continue to train the best Huntsmen and Huntresses we can.
Ironwood: Believe me, I am.
Ironwood turns and walks away. He stops near the door and looks back at Ozpin.