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Werecreatures and Vampires (Dead)

I've updated the history of my character.

You are going back to school/college and discover the above avatar Is your teacher. What do you do?

Well, this is interesting to say the least.

Werecreatures and Vampires (Dead)

What exactly is the plot-line, may I ask?

Beacon Academy

Is it alright to edit my semblance? I have been watching more RWBY and I've figured I could have a more fitting semblance to my present one. Due to Albretch already having his fair share of mentoring before enrolling in Vale Academy, his control over his aura is well trained. Can I have a semblance that revolves around light? Meaning, his body can be coated in light. Whilst this is in effect, Albretch can move at a superior speed. This will make him more effective in battle due to his equipment being quite hefty, though it tires him quickly if used for prolonged periods. Albretch can also control light that consists of an orb shape, with it he can temporarily blind enemies by levitating the light towards their line of sight or around the battlefield in an attempt of confusion. Due to the fact that light is not a physical element, he can not use it as an offensive tool. Although, anything light can provide him, he'll use to his advantage. The cons of his semblance is that his aura can only produce a limited amount of light. If he decides to use his semblance to move at a great speed, it will use all of the limited light to do so. Therefore, he can not blind enemies and then suddenly flash towards them to finish the job, nor can he create a tidal wave of light, but he can produce enough light to fill a school bus.

Beacon Academy

Albretch Dwight

As Albretch kept watch on the tranquil sky, he began to transfix into daydream.

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Backing music

Two solid oak manor doors swung open leisurely. A maid either side from behind them, grinning with delight as if welcomed home from a long journey. Through the open way, a large room that fitted a staircase, butlers and maids tended to their separate tasks. Some carried silver serving dishes or cleaning equipment, though all seemed to be finding their separate ways.

"May I take your coat, Master Dwight?" A maid proposed, in a distinctive British accent.

Albretch looked on in awe as he was transported into a most distinct memory, slipping one arm out at a time before handing his coat to the maid. He gazed over the inside of the manor, inspecting it for flaws, yet it seemed his memory was not splintered. Albretch focused over to the stairway. Recalling moments of his childhood to which he'd slide down the bannister, even though his Mother and Father would scold him for doing so.

"Is there anything I can fetch for you Master Dwight?" The maid suggested in a courteous tone.

"Thankyou, though that is not necessary." Albretch responded, still bewildered by the sights around him.

The maid presented a cheerful smile, nodding her head whilst doing so, one hand on top of the other resting against her stomach.

"Yes Master Dwight. Your Father is waiting for you in the study room." The maid informed before heading off.

Father?

Albretch made his way toward the study room in a lengthy manner, taking in the vivid paintings and decor. He pushed his palm against the door and peered through the small opening.

"Albretch? Is that you Albretch?" His Father called in a modulated tone.

Albretch continued to push the door until he saw his Father seated in his armchair near an open fire, a newspaper unfolded in his lap.

"Albretch, where have you been all this time? Mother has been worried sick." His father questioned with a mellow voice, looking over to Albretch, a warm smile against his lips.

"Oh! Father!" Albretch responded, holding back his tears.

He ran across the space of the study and onto his Father's lap, his arms hooked around the back of his neck. Albretch dug his face into his Father's shoulder, sobbing lightly so to go unnoticed.

"Why Albretch! What has gotten into you my boy!" Father chuckled.

"I've been gone for far too long Father, far too long" Albretch replied, feeling a tear roll down the side of his nose and down his chin.

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Albretch began to slowly fade from his daydream after feeling gentle contact on his shoulder, reacquainting himself to his surroundings and the open sky in front. A single tear rolled down from his eye, across his cheek, and dissipated onto the floor. He could have effortlessly considered not turning around. However, if someone was trying to get his attention, it would be rather rude of him to ignore. He wiped himself with his right sleeve before turning around, noticing a girl standing among him. Albretch wasn't attentive to what the girl had said, nor that she had her hand at the holster.

"What is it?" Albretch spoke in a less than assertive tone.

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Beacon Academy

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Is Seth sitting near Albretch? Albretch is stood looking outside from one of the windows.

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GAME: Crush A Wish

Granted, but the long winter turns into a global ice age.

I wish that I could have sleepless nights without being affected by a lack of sleep.