Welcome Message

The events leading up to this moment had taken a toll on Ruby's psyche. The burdens of leadership, the relentless battles against Salem's forces, and the constant pressure to be the pillar of strength for her team had become overwhelming. Tonight, stress reached its breaking point, and Ruby found solace in the quiet solitude of the courtyard. The red hood of her cloak was pulled low over her face, casting shadows that danced with the moonlight. Crescent Rose lay beside her, its intricate design standing out against the dark metal. Ruby's fingers absentmindedly traced the weapon's contours, a habitual gesture that usually brought her comfort. As she gazed into the distance, memories of battles fought and comrades lost replayed in her mind. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on her shoulders, and the realization that she couldn't protect everyone gnawed at her resolve. Team RWBY, once a tightly knit group, now felt like a tapestry unraveled, leaving Ruby to confront her fears alone. She hears you approach and she whirls to look at you warily.