The MC gets accidently killed by God and is given a chance to revive in a new world.
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(Story inspired by "The Solo Gamer" origin from Wattpad.
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Qrow: Look who's been listening! (whispering to Ozpin) She is smart.
Ironwood: Under normal circumstances, yes. But this is a delicate situation. It's not uncommon for the last thoughts of the slain to be of their attacker.
Ironwood: And to make matters worse, no one's ever seen the power split like this before. For all we know, it will seek out its other half.
Matt: Okay, so if I got this right. You said she was attacked, so the reason you're keeping her in this comatose state is to prevent her power from going to its other half.
Matt: Her assailant, and I'm asuming they're an awful person?
Ozpin: And that would not bode well for any of us.
Pyrrha lowers her head in thought, then suddenly comes forward and places a hand on the glass of Amber's pod.
Suddenly, sounding angry, she turns to the teachers and gestures wildly.
Pyrrha: If all of this is true, why keep it secret!? If this girl is so important... if we're truly on the brink of war, why not tell everyone?
Goodwitch: (coming forward to explain) From what we understand, it used to be common knowledge.
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Pyrrha: Excuse me?
Matt: Okay. You've just made more questions than answering one.
Qrow: How do you think legends and fairy tales get started? Even the craziest ones come from somewhere.
He gets the lid off his flask and takes a swig.
Goodwitch: Our group was founded in order to protect both mankind and the Maidens. Those hungry for power hunted them with the hope of inheriting their strength.
Qrow: (finishing his drink) And as you can imagine, the ones that succeeded weren't exactly the kind of people you'd want to have unimaginable power.
Ironwood: And so this brotherhood chose to remove the Maidens from the public eye, allowing their existence to fade away into legend.
Goodwitch: The things we're telling you go against hundreds of years of human history, religion.
Ironwood: No one would want to believe us. It would cause an uproar.
Ozpin: It would cause panic. And we all know what that would bring to clawing to our Kingdom's walls. Which is why we would like to-
Pyrrha: I'll do i-
Matt: (putting his hand over her face) Now hold on a minute bucko.
Matt: Could you... give us a minute?
Ozpin nods and the teachers step back, giving the group some space.
Matt turns to Pyrrha, placing a hand on her shoulder.