(so yeah.... I'm back... Idk man, you guys wanted it to keep going so, more references, more fun, and since volume 4 is basically a walking sim, I'm going to change it up a little bit, hopefully. Now to some of you, this chapter might be a bit confusing as you read it. Trust me, At the end of chapter 4, you'll understand what i'm doing. I'm honestly excited for it. Let's get things started)

There was feeling in his arms, his legs, his body. He started to move his fingers. He felt cloth underneath him. A bright gleam of light hit his closed eyes. He moved his hand over his face to block the light as he slowly opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom. He looked over his body to see that he was alive and well after the recent events that occurred just earlier. He looked around to notice that everything in his room was normal. Nothing changed since he was in Remnant.

"Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there." A slightly younger girl's voice came into the room as the door opened.

"Wh-What?" Y/N was still half asleep.

"That was a reference to Skyrim, by our lord and savior, Todd Howard. You of all people should know that, you goof." It turned out to be Y/N's 13 year old sister.

"What?" He rubbed his eyes, waking up a bit more.

"Mom told me to get you up because breakfast is ready. It's your favorite, Eggs and Pancakes. Plus we have school in a few." S/N said with a smile. She left the room, closing the door behind her as she went out.

"Wait... Why am I at home? Wasn't I just..... No.... No no no no no no... You've got to be shitting me... You can't tell me that the entirety of the three volumes of fun I've had in Remnant was just a fucking dream! DAMNIT!!! FUCK!!!! THIS CAN'T BE FUCKING HAPPENING!" Y/N cried and yelled, slamming his hands on his bed angrily.

"Remnant Yang, Blake, Weiss... Ruby.... Were they all just... some wild fantasy? What the hell... At least Pyrrha isn't dead... At least I'm not dead. That was the most surreal dream I've ever had. Damn." Y/N took a while to dry his tears up and move on, though he kept the thoughts in the back of his head as he got up and went to put his school clothes on. He looked to the floor and picked up his backpack, slipping his shoes on and grabbing his (Whatever Brand) Skateboard(I'm more of a Deathwish guy. Girl and Baker are good too). He walked down the stairs, seeing his Dad in the office several yards from the stairwell. He gave him a wave as Y/N simply nodded his head. He put his board and bag down on the floor next to the front door. He then walked into the kitchen, which the sweet aroma of freshly made pancakes and eggs. His mother was wearing her usual pink apron as she cooked. S/N was already sitting at the table.

"Ara Ara~ Good morning, Y/N. Did you sleep well?" She turned around with a smile to see her son frown.

"Yeah... Maybe a little too well." He said walking to the table, sitting adjacent to his sister.

"What's wrong? You seem down?" She walked over to him, giving him a big hug. His face went right into her chest.

"Mom, I can't breathe." Y/N's muffled voice said. His mother backed off.

"S-Sorry!" She went back to cooking.

"Look... It's... Nothing you need to worry about, mom." Y/N sighed as she brought him and S/N their food, setting the plates in front of them. She sat down next to Y/N.

"Please tell me. I really want to know what's wrong."

"Yeah. Me too. I heard you crying and yelling up there." S/N said, looking at her brother with concerned eyes. He sighed once more.

"Last night... I died in my sleep, or at least I thought I did, because I went to heaven."

"What?"

"Let me continue, please."

"Okay." S/N said as Y/N told the rest of the story in perfect detail to both his sister and his mother. They were shocked.

"W-wow... Are you sure you didn't just make it up on the spot?" S/N asked sarcastically.

"No! I am somehow able to get every exact detail from the dream. I just don't get how and why." He rested his jaw in his hand.

"If it's that detailed, we might need to take you to see a psychiatrist or something." His mother told him, getting up to clean the kitchen of the dishes.

"I don't know, mom. But, I enjoyed every bit of it. I didn't want it to end. It felt so real like..... I... I don't know anymore."

"How about you put it behind you for now and head off to school. I'm driving S/N. You want me to drop you off too?" His mother asked.

"Nah. I'm taking my board this time." Y/N walked towards the door, picking his bag up as well as his board.

"Alright, Y/N. Have a good day at school! Love you!" His mother shouted as he walked out the door. As he closed the door, he stood still, feeling the breeze, smelling the air, and looking around.

"It feels..... Weird to be back. Everything feels the same as yesterday, I guess." Y/N shook his head and dropped his board down. He put his backpack on and started riding along. He went across the street and ollied up onto the sidewalk. He had a small smile on his face. As he rode to school, he did a couple freestyle tricks. He got the occasional glance of others who were walking as well. When he got to school, he finished up his riding with a kickflip off the sidewalk.

"I wonder what the guys will say when I tell them about it." He gave a good sigh before hopping off of his board and picking it up, going inside the school. He saw the same faces walking to the same classes as he walked to his own first period, Finances.

"Fuck.... I hate finances. You know... I wonder how much the American dollar is to Lien." He pondered as he sat in class, not paying any attention to the teacher. He already has a 100 in the class anyway. He couldn't play any video games on the computer due to the school literally restricting all of it. (Don't you also hate it.) So, he just sat as the class dragged on as it normally did, until it ended. He got out of the classroom and went to his second period Spanish II (Hola, Spanish Readers)! He wasn't the best at Spanish, but got by pretty well. Hell, he knew more Russian (Priviet Russian Readers) and Japanese (Konnichiwa Japanese Readers) combined than Spanish in general. Luckily enough, his Spanish teacher knew Russian as well. Funny that (True story actually). He worked hard at his desk, completing worksheet after worksheet. Even if he wasn't as good at Spanish as other subjects, he still had a good work ethic. He got his shit done and turned in before class was over so he had barely any, or no homework to do later. He got through the long class and went on to his third period, English IV (G'day English readers)! Half the class was reading the book "Moby Dick". Of course everyone had to giggle when the word "Dick" was said, but the teacher did too, so everything was good. After a while, the bell rang, signaling lunch time. Everyone got up and practically ran out of the room to the cafeteria. Y/N went by the lunch line, picking up a fresh meatball sub, an apple, and some 2% milk. He typed in his number and sat down at the table the guys normally sit at. Soon, the guys arrived with their food.

"God, it's so good to see you guys again." Y/N said happily.

"Dude, it's only been a day." Dylan said.

"Yeah, calm down a bit." Sasha added, taking a bite out of her sandwich.

"Sorry.... It's just... last night was a weird ass night."

"What type of drugs were you on?" Dylan asked, setting his milk down after taking a sip from it.

"Drugs are bad, Y/N. You shouldn't do them." Aaron said.

"I didn't do any drugs, okay?! You know me. I would never do that."

"True." Sasha stated.

"So, what made last night a rough night?" She asked. Y/N told them the entire story in the same perfect detail as he did with his mom and sister. Sasha was interested in the story and stopped eating entirely just to listen, so did Aaron. Dylan didn't care much.

"So... I died in the end and I woke up in my bed. That's all." Y/N finished the story.

"Wow.... it's so... detailed. How do you even remember that much of a dream? Normally, dreams go away if you think about them too much. That's weird." Aaron said.

"That was a very cool and adventurous dream you had. It sounded like you were in it yourself." Sasha rested her chin in her hand.

"That's what it felt like, honestly."

"So, this Ruby chick.... Did you bang her or not?" Dylan cut in. Y/N almost spit out his milk on Sasha's face.

"W-What!?!" Y/N asked. His face was red with embarrassment. He couldn't believe what Dylan asked.

"In your dream, did you bang this Ruby girlfriend you said you had?" He asked again.

"N-NO!!! HELL NO!!! We're too young for that! Not to mention... She's too pure of a person." Y/N looked down and held his heart with a smile.

"Pfft. lame. And what do you mean you're too young? Most of us has already gotten laid." Dylan said. Everyone around the table nodded.

"Ugh..... Why do I even hang out with you people. Look, I'm going to go ahead and eat and head to class early." Y/N said as he started eating faster until his food was gone. He got up and threw his tray away. He then walked back to his classroom and sat at his desk. He pulled out his switch and played Smash. A memory came back to him.... He and Qrow were playing against each other and Y/N beat the crap out of him. Y/N laughed to himself as the rest of the class came in. Everyone started reading more of "Moby Dick" until the bell rang for the next class, Game Art and Design. Y/N walked in and greeted Mr. Scullion. Brian and Ben were already there with their Switches out. The entire class was either playing Bullet Force on the computers or Smash on the Switch. Soon, the class ended and everyone left. Y/N took his board home and walked in the front door. He luckily had no homework since he had already done it in class, so he was free to do whatever. He decided to go upstairs and watch his favorite anime, (Insert favorite anime here) until dinner. Soon, his mother came home and started on dinner. She was making (whatever food you fucking want). Y/N went down and talked about his day with the family that he hasn't felt like he's seen in months. After everyone was done eating, he did the dishes and went upstairs to take a shower. Afterwards, he laid in his bed and thought about his life being back to normal, and everything he knew about Remnant was a complete lie, a farce, vanity.... He slowly drifted to sleep. He woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning. He couldn't sleep. He then sat up in his bed, covered in sweat.

"W-What.. the fuck... Why can't I have that dream again?! I need it! Shit.... I can't sleep... oh well. Time to watch spooky YouTube Top10 videos." Y/N said to himself, pulling out his phone from the side of his bed. He continued to watch YouTube until 4 in the morning. He then ultimately passed out only to be awoken again 2 hours later for school.

"Look alive sunshine! The future is bulletproof. The aftermath is secondary. It's time to do it now and do it loud. Killjoys, Make some noise." His phone went off. Just then, loud rock music came on as Y/N woke up to it.

"Oh for fucks sake. I didn't sleep last night." Y/N slowly crawled out of bed. He got dressed, did his normal routine and went downstairs to eat with his bag already on his back. He laid his head down on the table and groaned.

"Did you not sleep well last night, Y/N?" His sister asked him.

"No... I wanted to have that dream again, but my brain said Fuck you." Y/N said with frustration.

"Y/N! Language!" His mother scolded him.

"You know what. I'm going to skip breakfast. I'll see you when you get home, mom." Y/N got up from the table and walked out the front door. He walked to school and almost got hit by two cars. When he got to his first period, he took a nap the entire class, which actually helped immensely. On his way to his next class, he got a Monster Energy Drink from the nearby vending machine to keep him awake for the next hour and a half.

"Man... I felt like I spent months in Remnant. I forgot how boring my life actually is, compared to what i did back there." Y/N said to himself quietly. The day went on as every other day did for him before the Remnant dream happened. He went to lunch again to see his friends.

"I heard rumors of a new transfer student coming tomorrow." Aaron said.

"Really? I bet he's cute." Sasha smiled.

"I bet it's probably going to be one of those French (Bonjour French Readers) exchange students." Y/N waved it off.

"I heard its a cute girl." Dylan said with a smug look on his face.

"Oh please..." Y/N got up and threw his food away and went back to class. The school day was over before he knew it. He went home and did the same thing he did the day before and then went to bed, sleeping this time.

(THAT WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF VOLUME 4. ITS GONNA BE REAL COOL as it goes along. IF you liked it, feel free to comment, and vote. THanks everyone!)