Only the story belongs to me. You look like this guy except your hair is longer on both sides and you have no earrings.

And this is your weapon, but replace the brown with your favorite color and the edges of your blade are also your favorite color.

Enjoy.

You are a traveler from a land far away. All your life you have been searching for a relic of unimaginable power, and now you think you've finally found it in the land of Remnant. You were talking to a man named Ozpin about the relic after some time of discussion he agreed to send some of his students with you. You left the academy with teams RWBY, JNPR, CFVY, and three transfer students who volunteered for the potentially dangerous mission. The first real obstacle was a pack of Beowulves. They readied their weapons until you put your arm out in a gesture that told them to stop.

(Y/N): I'll deal with these simple creatures.

You unsheathed your curved sword. Then you turned it into a scythe and in a matter of moments the entire pack was dead. Ruby was fangirling over your weapon, Weiss was impressed by your grace in destroying the pack, and everyone else clapped. You bowed and sheathed your sword. You traveled through the most desolate and Grimm infested parts of Remnant looking for some type of clue to the relic's whereabouts. After months of happy times and getting to know the various people you were almost at the end of your journey. Everyone was sitting around a campfire sharing stories. You smiled at the humorous tales.

(Y/N): Maybe after all is said and done I'll settle down in Vale.

Everyone enjoyed the thought of you staying. You've grown on them and they've grown onto you. The next day you and your group ventured into the lair of the beast guarding the relic. Everyone, except Cinder, was speechless in what they saw. A dragon of intimidating stature rested proudly atop a mountain of skeletons. You know like the image above, only full skeletons instead of just the skulls.

(Y/N): There it is.

Everyone braced themselves for a fight. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut through. You pointed your sword towards the beast.

(Y/N): LET TODAY BE THIS BEAST'S FINAL DAY UPON THIS WORLD!

After the Dragon was slain you made your way to the artifact, a beautiful golden crown. Afterwards a figure stepped out of the shadows, Salem. She placed a hand on your shoulder.

Salem: Excellent work (Y/N).

(Y/N): Face.

You used one of your legs to sweep her legs out from under her.

(Y/N): PLANT!

Then you pulled out a gun and killed Salem before placing the crown atop your head.

~To be continued~