Balls of Steel

"Dialogue"

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Just dropping by to let you know that today's chapter will have many dialogues about how the protagonist's Semblance works.

[Glynda Goodwitch]

"You're late!" I shouted, standing in the middle of the combat arena.

"Hello Teacher. Today I Got Lost On The Road Of Life." replied the young Arc, scratching his head.

That just soured my mood even more. Not only is he late, but he's making jokes too?

"If it weren't for your value to Headmaster Ozpin, you would be severely punished for wasting my time and disregarding the opportunity to have a private lesson with a member of Beacon's faculty."

Jaune tensed up and looked at me with a serious expression.

"My sincere apologies." His tone was heavy, making him seem genuinely sorry. "The truth is, I was dealing with some internal matters with my partner."

"Miss Nikos?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Interesting." With all this attitude, it must be something related to the future. "She's important for the future, then?"

"Yes, as a candidate to be the Fall Maiden."

I couldn't contain myself and broke my serious demeanor with the news. I brought my left hand to my forehead and began massaging the newly formed headache.

"But she's only a first-year."

"And Ozpin already considered her a candidate even before initiation."

More secrets... of course, this doesn't compare to what Jaune had already revealed, but he still knows more about Beacon's headmaster than his own second-in-command.

"He needs to share more with you," Jaune commented.

Jaune looked at me with pity, not for my ignorance, but as if he pitied the disregard with which the headmaster treated me.

"Let's get to the point." I grumbled, drawing The Disciplinarian and pointing it at the young man in front of me. "We're here to discuss your semblance. You won't leave here without explaining everything about how it works."

My tone was stern and sharp, but the boy just smiled.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Very well, start by giving me a general explanation of it. Then I'll begin asking questions to help identify weaknesses and how I can assist in enhancing its combat performance."

"My semblance allows me to create anything I have a basic knowledge of. It can fill in the gaps in knowledge as long as they're not... extreme." The young man commented with some uncertainty.

"I see. You didn't have all the knowledge about that armor used in initiation?"

"I have a lot of knowledge about the performance of that armor, both for civilian and combat use. My knowledge of hydraulics is much smaller, and it was this gap in knowledge that my semblance filled."

"That's absurd. Could you produce a weapon just by seeing it being used?"

"I'm not 100% sure, but anything I've seen being used repeatedly..."

Jaune paused to think for a moment, as if searching his memory for the answer... or making one up.

"Okay, you know what? I give up," the boy said in a bored tone.

"Give up?" I asked, surprised.

"I'm not going to explain how I gained all this knowledge, but I won't lie to you either."

"Huh?"

"I just know that anything I've seen before, I can reproduce. And if you try using a highly technological weapon in front of me several times, I'm not sure if I'll be able to create something similar with my semblance."

"I see..." This is new. He's withholding information, but he didn't outright lie to my face. "Thank you for your honesty, Jaune."

Maybe he's not so bad after all.

"You're welcome," the boy replied, pointing finger guns at me.

I take back the compliment; he's still an annoying brat.

"Let's move on to the next aspect of your semblance. What does it cost you to use it?"

"I have 2 options for creating items. The first is Aura. Although I regenerate Aura normally after using my semblance, Aura-based objects are not everlasting. If they have an energy cost or something like ammunition, they consume Aura quickly."

Powerful and versatile, but with limitations. If it were only that, it would be a relatively normal creation semblance. But the boy didn't stop talking as he took his shield off his back.

"I made this shield using the second option, which makes it eternal." Jaune paused dramatically, smiling at me. "Magic!"

I freeze when he mentions the "M" word. Jaune breaks me out of my stupor with a laugh.

"I figured that would be your reaction, but I'm not lying. I'm a magic user."

"I hope you understand the weight of your statement, Mr. Arc. There are only 6 magic users in the world, and what you're proposing changes the balance of power in all of Remnant."

"I am a magic user, I just don't generate my own magic."

"You don't generate your own magic?"

The boy nodded affirmatively.

"And how do you 'use' magic?"

"By using Dust, to be more precise."

That's a relief, a semblance influenced by Dust isn't new, making his power less aberrant.

"If you use Dust for perpetual creations, just say so. No need for absurd declarations involving magic."

Jaune smiled, shaking his head negatively.

"Dust is crystallized magic. You can ask Ozpin about that, he'll confirm."

I'm getting tired of this boy spewing one bombshell after another as if it's nothing.

"If Dust is magic, that makes every Hunter a magic user, so you're not special, are you?" This should wipe that smile off his face.

And his response was a smile.

"That isn't everything ? Are there more details involving Dust?" I asked incredulously.

"I can store Dust as 'Magic Points.' For example, I can use a fire Dust crystal to create water."

"And that is impossible for other semblances, even creation ones, fire Dust generates fire effects."

Jaune confirmed what I said, nodding his head once again.

"I still don't know if there's a limit to how many Magic Points I can store. This shield is the most expensive item I've made using Dust, it cost me 5,000 Magic Points."

"Considering you used Dust to create it, how much does that cost in Lien?"

The boy gave a sheepish smile but answered despite his embarrassment.

"1 million Lien."

"What?!"

He laughed awkwardly and embarrassedly, but I didn't correct the information.

"How did you come into so much money?"

"I think my parents wanted me to go to college, maybe become a doctor or a lawyer."

I need to research the Arc family.

"Was it worth spending so much money on this shield?"

The boy's expression turned serious as he looked at me.

"Yes, without a doubt."

What's so special about this shield? I'll delve into that another day; for now, let's focus on his semblance.

"Could you create something simple for me? Once using Aura, and then with Dust."

"Magic!"

I facepalm, but I indulge his childishness.

"Then with magic." Sometimes he's so mature, other times he's so childish.

"M.C.S. on." Jaune muttered, staring into the void.

He seemed focused on something in front of him.

"M.C.S., create a four-color pen."

A pen?

"M.C.S., use Aura."

As he finished the third sentence, a golden mist manifested in his hand but quickly dissipated, leaving behind

A four-color pen.

"Interesting." I approached him, looking at the pen in question. "May I test it?"

I test the pen by using all four colors on the back of my hand, and it works normally.

"How much Aura did you use?"

"0.3%."

I'm surprised, even simple things usually cost 10 or even 20 times more Aura than that. This is why there are so few Hunters with a creation semblance on the field.

"People say I have a lot of Aura," Jaune replied, understanding my surprise.

"Understood, now with Dust."

"Magic!"

"Correct me again, and you and your team will have detention this Saturday."

"Yes, ma'am," the boy replied, alarmed.

I need to tighten discipline on this boy; he's getting too cheeky for my liking.

"M.C.S. on."

The boy muttered once again, staring into space.

"M.C.S., create a four-color pen."

What is he staring at?

"M.C.S., use magic." The same process repeated, with a pen materializing in his hand.

I repeated the testing process, and it worked just like the other pen.

"Does the pen created by Aura continue to drain your reserves?"

"A little, after its creation only when you use the ink. I can recover the Aura I used to create it this way."

Jaune looked at the pen created by Aura and pointed his open hand at it.

"M.C.S., Release." The pen and what was written with it dissolved into a golden mist automatically.

"Can you do the same with the pen created by Dust?"

"Magi-."

A simple raise of my eyebrow silenced the boy before he condemned his entire team to a Saturday of studying.

"M.C.S., Release." Jaune said, pointing his hand at the other pen.

...

And nothing happened.

"Too bad, in emergencies, it would be interesting for you to be able to reallocate your resources for something urgent." I commented, looking at the perpetual pen.

"What do you mean?"

"Turning your shield into a drill to rescue civilians from debris, for example."

"Hmm..." The boy grumbled, thinking further about the matter.

"Do you need to keep speaking the commands aloud to create items?"

"I... I'm not sure," Jaune replied, embarrassed.

"I also noticed that you stare into space while creating something. Is that necessary, or could you do it while fighting?"

"I'm not sure about that either." His voice sounded ashamed and defeated.

With each question, it became clear that Jaune Arc didn't have great mastery over his Semblance, and that was his biggest weakness as a Hunter-in-training. Despite his knowledge of the future, Jaune lacked combat experience; his physical preparation was poor, his knowledge of Grimms was slightly better than the rest of his academic repertoire, but history, politics, geography— he knew almost nothing.

I walked up to the boy and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Don't feel bad; you've only recently awakened your Aura, and you already have a level of control over your Semblance that few achieve even after years of training."

"Thank you," Jaune replied, relieved.

Despite all his powerful knowledge, Jaune was insecure, which wasn't entirely bad. It would be worse if he were arrogant, given his current weaknesses.

"But we'll change that, Mr. Arc."

I brandished The Disciplinarian against the wind as two out of the three boxes in the corner of the room opened, manipulated by my telekinesis, revealing their contents.

"Balls?" Jaune asked.

"Steel balls, to be more precise." The metal spheres were the size of tennis balls. "I'm going to use my Semblance to throw this balls at you, and your job is to dodge them while keeping your Aura up to cushion the impact if any of them hit you. This way, we'll work on the basics of Aura control while training your reflexes."

The young Arc's face brightened, and he started to equip his shield.

"No shield, Jaune. We're focusing on your Aura, not your combat skills."

"Bring it on." Jaune replied with an arrogant smile.

"Is that so? Since you're so confident, let's make your training more interesting."

Jaune looked at me curiously, scratching his neck again.

"How much Aura do you spend to create a small gravel stone?"

Not understanding my random question, Jaune responded with uncertainty.

"I think about 0.1%, maybe even less."

"Perfect, then you'll Dodge the balls with your Aura up while creating stones every time I count aloud."

The young Arc's eyes widened in shock.

"And you'll create these stones without giving your commands aloud and without staring into space. If I notice that you're not paying attention, you'll get a ball to the face."

"Hah! Ball to the face." Laughed the Studant. "You could at least buy me dinner, firs.t"

A vein of anger pulsed on my forehead in response to Jaune's juvenile comment.

"Perhaps you'd prefer getting hit somewhere... softer?"

Jaune crossed his legs and covered his crotch with both hands.

"That's abuse," Jaune complained, his voice reflecting more fear than indignation.

Dozens of steel spheres began to float around the arena, encircling the trembling student.

"This, Mr. Arc, is a private lesson."

I don't like stooping down to the students' level, but sometimes it's necessary for them to understand the gravity of the situation.

[Original Point of View]

Everything hurts.

My current existence is reduced to groaning in pain while gasping for breath on the arena floor.

"How are you feeling?" Professor Goodwitch asked, far too cheerfully for my liking.

"Like I've spent the last 4 hours dodging and defending against homing steel balls."

"Actually, I was referring to your Aura," Glynda said in a sympathetic tone. "And don't be so dramatic; we take breaks."

Multiverse Crafting System

What would you like to make?

Magic: 9.3 Points

Aura: 15.2%

Did that pen cost me 5 points of magic? Damn.

"Your Aura, Mr. Arc."

Oh right, I almost forgot.

"15.2%."

"Very well." The professor replied, jotting down notes in a notebook.

I'm not sure if I improved my Aura control, but after taking so many hits to the face, I did learn how to use my Semblance without speaking and discovered that I didn't need to keep staring into space. There might have been a way to learn this without breaking my nose, but Professor Goodwitch didn't seem interested in that.

As I was lost in thought, my blonde aggressor was muttering something under her breath while making calculations and notes.

After a few minutes, she told me to stand up, which I did while grumbling.

"Based on what I've observed over the past 4 hours and the data collected by your scroll from your initiation until now, I've come to the following conclusions."

"The scrolls collect data on the students?"

The professor chose to ignore my question and continued.

"I estimate that you have, on average, 4 times more Aura than a conventional Hunter."

Wow, that sounds like a lot.

"Do I have 4 times more Aura than a regular person?"

"No, Mr. Arc, you have 4 times more Aura than an average Hunter. Compared to a civilian with Aura, you have around 20 times more Aura."

I couldn't help myself.

"HELL YEAH! SUCK IT WORLD! I'M THE KING OF EVERYTHING!"

"Calm down, Jaune."

"WATCH OUT, RAVEN, DADDY'S COMING FOR YOUR SOUR PUSSY!"

"Mr. Arc!" My entire body froze as if trapped in a force field.

And of course, Glynda was pointing The Disciplinarian at me.

"I understand your excitement, but you will not use that kind of language during official academy activities, let alone in my presence."

My bones creak as Professor Goodwitch straightens my spine, putting me in a neutral and attentive position.

"Agreed?"

"Yes." I replied, breaking into a cold sweat.

I wasn't afraid of her, but I almost let out another piece of masochistic nonsense. What kind of person holds back when a bespectacled milf professor points a riding crop at them?

"In addition to your extensive Aura reserves, you seem to recover quickly, perhaps in proportion to the increase in your Aura."

"Four times?"

"Something like that." She flipped through her spreadsheet before continuing. "However, your Aura seems to drain more than usual; impacts seem to remove almost double the Aura compared to a student in your class."

Of course, it's not all good news.

"Your Aura also appears to be more fragile, absorbing between 57% and 62% of what it should."

I lowered my head, looking at the ground. So, besides being terrible at physical combat skills, I'm also awful at handling Aura? Does that mean I'm weak in the soul department?

"Mr. Arc?"

I should make up for it somehow.

"Are you listening?"

Maybe... I should stop worrying so much about sticking to canon... perhaps I should... have some fun with my Semblance.

"Jaune!" The professor nearly shouted, trying to get my attention.

"Sorry, professor."

"I understand, you must be tired and sick of looking at my face."

"That's the best part."

...

Dammit, I did it again.

The professor stared at me sternly, raising an eyebrow.

"Sorry," I mumbled, feeling foolish.

"I appreciate the compliment, Jaune." When I looked up, I noticed the professor's cheeks were red as she avoided my gaze. "But it's not appropriate to behave that way toward a member of the faculty. Watch out so you don't repeat such behavior."

Was she embarrassed? Did she like my silly comment?

Hmmm... what are my chances with Glynda Goodwitch? She's closer to my age in my previous life, so I feel more drawn to her, but I thought I had a 0% chance considering I'm inhabiting the body of a scrawny teenager.

But what if she's a cradle robber cougar?

"Before I dismiss you, I have a gift from Professor Ozpin."

The third box in the corner of the arena was lifted by Glynda's invisible Semblance and dragged in front of me.

"Inside this box, you'll find Grade 2 Electricity and Fire Dust."

Grade 2 Dust is used to power vehicles and buildings. In this 1-meter-high box, there must be at least...

"This is the average amount of crystals we use to power Beacon for one month."

"How much is that in Lien?"

"The same amount as your shield."

Whoa, is there a million Lien in this box? Wait! The academy spends an average of a million Lien per month?

"Do you spend all of this due to the machinery hidden underground where Amber is, and also to conceal the Relic of Choice?"

Goodwitch didn't bother hiding her irritation and let out a tired sigh.

"But of course, you know about the school's underground facilities, why wouldn't you?"

"Sorry."

"It's not your fault, Jaune. But I must admit, I'm curious about where you spent so much Dust money on your shield without raising suspicion. After all, it's not normal for someone so young to spend so much money."

"Black market."

Another tired sigh escaped the professor's lips.

"Just a moment! Is your supplier connected to Roman Torchwick?"

"Yes, but indirectly."

She looked at me suspiciously, skeptical of my simple answer.

"Alright... I know why Torchwick is stealing Dust, but I'll hold onto that information for now."

"You're holding onto a lot of important information, Mr. Arc."

"I've already told you more than Ozpin would in your entire lifetime."

The professor's face tightened, and she gripped the hilt of her weapon, glaring at me with icy fury.

Maybe I should've kept my mouth shut.

"Let's wrap this up. Ozpin instructed me to let you use this Dust however you want during your training. I want to see you absorb all of this Dust and then create two items for me."

"What exactly?"

"One combat item, like your shield, and another can be anything you want, but it should be highly technological."

"Consider it done."

The interface of my Semblance appeared as I held one of the Fire Dust crystals.

Multiverse Crafting System

Dust detected, would you like to absorb it?

Magic: 9.3 Points

Aura: 15.2%

Yes.

As soon as I mentally commanded, a golden mist enveloped the crystal, and soon it began to fade away, while bright red veins appeared on my hand.

"Are you alright, Jaune?"

"Yes, it looks worse than it feels."

"Does the process injure you?" The professor asked, concerned.

"No, there's no damage to my Aura or my body, but it still hurts a bit."

"Did it hurt the other times?"

"No, the Dust I absorbed was Grade 1, and I think that's why I only felt a tingling sensation. Grade 2 now it hurts as if someone stepped on my hand."

"The pain must be proportional to the Grade of the Dust."

Probably, but I didn't answer her and decided to focus on absorbing the crystals, which took about 15 minutes, and in the end, my hands were numb.

"I can take you to the infirmary if it's hurting too much."

"It's okay." I grumbled, regaining movement in my fingers. "Since I didn't lose any Aura, I'm already recovering."

How can I go to the infirmary when I have so much to do? But now let's focus on having some fun...

"Be careful, Mr. Arc."

"Nah." I replied, ignoring the teacher's concern.

Multiverse Crafting System

What would you like to make?

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Ozpin wants something highly technological... maybe transportation? How about the X-Men's Blackbird?

Multiverse Crafting System

Which resource would you like to use?

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Magic.

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 5,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Damn, that's expensive! Does it cost the same as Captain's shield? This doesn't make sense.

Don't get me wrong, the Blackbird is awesome and iconic, but it's just a jet with capabilities comparable to those of my previous life. Why is it so expensive?

Could the size influence the cost?

"M.C.S, create Batmobile, use Magic."

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 3,500 Magic Points.

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Interesting... size really does affect creation, but the cost is quite close... maybe because the Batmobile, despite being smaller and not flying, has more features than the Blackbird.

A flying vehicle that's also small.

"M.C.S, create Spacehog, use Magic."

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 50,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

"HOLY SH*T!" I shouted, unable to contain my indignation.

So damn expensive! Why is the iconic Spacehog so pricey? Just because it's capable of spaceflight? And maybe crossing galaxies in a matter of minutes... something that's technically impossible according to the laws of physics... actually makes sense for something that insane to be so costly.

I need a small, flying vehicle with limited features...

"M.C.S, create BARC speeder, use Magic."

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 2,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

I'm starting to understand this thing.

The Biker Advanced Recon Commando (BARC) speeder is a classic Speeder Bike from the Star Wars universe, with a top speed of 520 km/h, which I imagine is faster than the Batmobile. It has fewer features, too – in fact, this thing flies, has weapons, and that's it. The Batmobile was at least armored like a tank, in addition to all the extra gadgets.

I'll need to create a helmet as well later... do I need one of those special jet pilot helmets? Due to air resistance and the pressure of traveling at over 500 km/h, breathing must be difficult.

It's not like I can make my Semblance give this speeder protective Aura against air resistance.

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 2,500 Magic Points.

Magic: 5,009.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

...

Convenient, isn't it? As soon as I mentally confirm, the golden mist appears in front of me, this time in a larger volume.

"In the name of Oum, what is this?"

Despite the shock from the teacher, I was grinning like an idiot. The speeder was beautiful, silver with red details. A true masterpiece from the era of the Clone Wars.

"This is a BARC speeder, a fast low-altitude planetary transport vehicle."

"Does this contraption fly?"

"Yes, almost as fast as a jet."

The still shocked teacher approaches to get a better look at my creation.

"Jaune, this is basically three jet engines strapped to a metal frame."

"I know, isn't it awesome?"

I'm not the best at reading facial expressions, but I think the look Glynda gave me didn't seem to find it awesome.

"I'm confiscating this monstrosity."

"What! No, please."

I'm not ashamed to admit that I nearly cried, almost begging. The teacher looked at me with pity and maybe a little disgust, but she sighed tiredly.

"I'll talk to the headmaster, we'll schedule a day for your test."

"Test?"

"Yes, you'll need to prove to me and the headmaster that you're capable of piloting this vehicle."

...

"Mr. Jaune Arc!" Glynda exclaimed indignantly. "Do you even know how to pilot this death rocket?"

"Well... I know where the accelerator and the brake are... I think I know where the altitude control is too."

"How high can this thing go?"

"10 meters."

The sound of Glynda's facepalm was so loud it echoed through the arena.

"You have one month to learn how to use this monstrosity. If you don't prove your proficiency, the vehicle will be confiscated."

"But what about all the Dust I spent on it?"

"Are you talking about the Dust that belongs to the school, which the headmaster provided to you just to test your Semblance?"

"Okay, I won't complain anymore." At least not in front of her. "Can I move on to the next item?"

The teacher confirmed with a nod.

"How about a sword?"

"That seems more sober than your previous creations, and Miss Nikos will be of great help in teaching you how to use it."

"M.C.S, create Adamantium Longsword, use Magic."

"I take back what I said, that didn't seem sober to me."

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 1,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Only a thousand? The shield was five thousand, but it's virtually indestructible... I made the speeder with a magical aura, could I make the sword magical too?

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 1,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Same cost? I think if I'm going to change something, I need to assign the qualities as well...

In Pathfinder 1e, the best RPG in the world, magical weapons with +1 gained an increase in Durability, Resistance to corrosion, and a 20% improvement in their edge quality, in my games at least.

M.C.S Create +1 Adamantium Longsword, use Magic.

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 2,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Now we're talking.

M.C.S Create +2 Adamantium Longsword, use Magic.

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 3,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

I passed the point.

And what if I try the opposite effect of that?

How about an Adamantium Longsword +1 Flaming Burst?

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 3,000 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

Still 3,000... what if it's something a bit weaker than Flaming Burst?

M.C.S, create Adamantium Longsword +1 Flaming, use Magic.

Multiverse Crafting System

This will cost 2,500 Magic Points.

Magic: 2,509.3 Points

Aura: 21.2%

I couldn't help but burst into loud laughter as the golden mist began to materialize the sword in my hands. But my joy was cut short when I dropped the sword to the ground.

"Why did you do that?"

"It's heavier than it looks."

Glynda sighed, unable to hide her disappointment, picked up the sword from the ground, and swung it a few times in the air.

"I thought you were going to create something insane, but it looks like any one-handed longsword." Glynda commented, examining the sword closely. "A sword of this size made of steel weighs around 1.5 kg, yours, on the other hand, seems to weigh three times more than that, a difference bigger than between steel and gold, just so you have an idea."

My arms ache just thinking about it.

"In addition to training with my partner, I need to hit the gym."

"A wise decision. If you're interested, I can arrange for a personal trainer specialized in individuals with Aura."

"That sounds expensive."

"It won't cost you or Beacon anything."

"Then I'm in." The beast will be unleashed.

"What makes this sword so special?" asked Professor Goodwitch, handing me back the sword. "I assume the weight is an indicator of a special material."

I replied with a smile and lifted the sword in a quick motion above my head, pointing the sword dramatically towards the sky... or at least, that's what I would have liked to do, but I ended up lifting it slowly and awkwardly due to the weight I wasn't used to.

"It seems that way, doesn't it? But if I say the activation word, Flame On."

Glynda stepped back from the sword, whose blade was now covered in flames.

"Impressive. How are you applying Dust to create this effect? Or are you using another substance to fuel the flames?"

"Magic." I commented as if it were no big deal.

"What did you say?" Glynda asked incredulously.

"The sword is magical baby."

The professor's eyes widened. Magic was extremely rare in Remnant, and it was already extraordinary for me to be a male magic user, but it was insane for me to be a creator of magical items.

"Jaune... I don't think you understand what you just did."

"I created a cool sword?"

"This sword must be the first magical item created in all of Remnant in the last thousand years."

"Actually, this is the second magical item created in all of Remnant in the last thousand years."

"What was the first?" Glynda asked, indignantly.

"The motorcycle is also magical."

And once again, a facepalm echoed through the arena.

"I want a raise."

"You deserve it."

"Shut up."

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– AinzO0alGown commented: Come on Jaune you can do it, compared to Brazil, Remnant is much lower on the difficulty scale.

Response: Tell me about it. I want to see him trying to survive in the land of HU3 BR.

– Anonny_Anonymous commented: I think the reward for killing enemies is way too low..

Response: Yes, it's low because these were (in my opinion) the weaker Grimms from the original series. Stronger Grimms will give a higher reward.

– zacker1590 commented: Look at the VS...

"Both, both are good."

Response: I see you're a cultured man as well.

– sandmanwake commented: Is he still skinny as Yang says, or is she just being envious? If it's the former, could his Semblance create something like the Super Soldier Serum to quickly get him in shape? Or an improved Extremis formula that, if shared with his team, could surprise Cinder later when she tries to shoot an arrow at Pyrrha. Also, could he create a memory device with blueprints, chemical formulas, etc., that could later be copied to his Scroll? This would allow him to create things with his Aura, so the memory device wouldn't need to be permanent, but since the information was copied, it could still be used to create things traditionally available in Remnant and make some money, without needing to spend magic points to create permanent items.

Response: Regarding Jaune being skinny or Yang being envious, the answer is YES! Of course, Yang isn't mad about not getting Jaune; she's mad because it seems like she couldn't have Jaune even if she wanted to. Jaune can create things like the Super Soldier Serum, but if he uses Aura to create it, there's a risk it could leave his body in the middle of a battle, and in some comic versions, not having the serum negatively affects the individual (there are occurrences like that in Captain America comics). As for creating blueprints, it's easier for his Semblance to create the actual object than the blueprint. If Jaune knows the blueprint, it would be cheaper than creating the physical product, but he needs to know much more about the product than he would need to create it with Aura or Dust.

– MinerDraw commented: estuvo épico el capitulo no hablo ingles pero igual me gastaría decirte "sigue así llegaras lejos".

Response: Thank you so much for the support. Comments like these encourage me to keep this project going... even though I'm putting it on hiatus. And about not being fluent, try reading the Pt-Br version of the story to see the differences. I know Spanish and Portuguese aren't the same, but there are many similarities among the Portuguese, Spanish, and Italian languages.

– Remzal_Lazmer commented: ....darude? After all they had a song (sandstorm) become a huge meme for a few years.

And if I can be a asshole to Pyrrha.

He could take the T-dolls from girls Frontline and make those. Fully sentient a.i military girls. And hell if he feels like being cheeky to can reskin and rebrand them as the arknights.

They could pass for faunus.

Response: Thanks for the suggestion of the Darude song, but that's not exactly what I was thinking. I'm not very good with music; I was thinking more along the lines of classic rock or metal. Excellent suggestion about the T-dolls. The protagonist's Semblance can't create life or something with a soul, but it can create intelligence, whether technological or magical. So, please send me all your recommendations for lifeless beings like robots, golems, constructs, etc. Maybe I won't use the T-dolls, but I love the idea of Arknights.