Wake Up As Ozpin

Ozpin had done it.

Cinder's team was shattered.

Emerald was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Mercury was developing a permanent fear response to empty rooms.

Cinder was plotting his death in increasingly unhinged ways.

It was beautiful.

Step Two Hundred and Thirty-Five: Continue the Psychological Warfare.

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Step Two Hundred and Thirty-Six: The Mercury Mind Games

Mercury thought he was safe.

He thought he understood the game.

He thought Ozpin's tricks were limited to mysterious whispers and sudden appearances.

He was wrong.

Because Ozpin was just getting started.

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Step Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven: The "Mercury Can't Trust Reality" Initiative

Mercury walked into class, sat down, and immediately felt something was off.

The professor greeted him normally.

The students acted normally.

But the nameplate on his desk said "Emerald Sustrai."

The next day, the nameplate was back to normal.

But the moment he looked away, it said Cinder.

On the third day, it said "Ozpin."

He didn't sit down that day.

Step Two Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Break His Sense of Stability.

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Step Two Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Emerald's Ongoing Nightmare

Emerald was beyond help.

She had officially lost touch with reality.

So Ozpin took it one step further.

Every time she passed a reflective surface, she saw Ozpin behind her.

Every time she blinked, the world seemed a little different.

She started having dreams where she was in his office… drinking tea with him.

And then—the final move.

One day, she checked her scroll.

A new contact had been added.

"Ozpin 😊"

Emerald screamed.

Step Two Hundred and Forty: She Will Never Sleep Again.

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Step Two Hundred and Forty-One: Cinder's Existential Crisis

Cinder was spiraling.

She had faced many things in her life.

Defeat? Yes.Pain? Yes.Betrayal? Yes.

But this?

This was different.

Because no matter what she did, Ozpin was already ahead of her.

She tried to adjust her plan—only for the schedule to change before she could act.

She tried to sneak into a restricted area—only for a "Welcome Cinder!" banner to be hanging at the entrance.

She tried to remain unnoticed—only for random students to walk up and thank her for her "contributions to the school."

Step Two Hundred and Forty-Two: Make Her Question Her Own Sanity.

And then—the final touch.

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Step Two Hundred and Forty-Three: The Most Unhinged Move Yet

It was the night before the next tournament round.

Cinder sat in her dorm, furious.

Then—

Her scroll buzzed.

A new message.

From an unknown sender.

She hesitated.

Opened it.

And saw—

A single image.

Of herself.

In Ozpin's office.

Drinking tea.

With a caption.

"Looking forward to our meeting tomorrow. 😊"

Cinder threw her scroll across the room.

Step Two Hundred and Forty-Four: Victory.

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Step Two Hundred and Forty-Five: The Aftermath

Cinder's dorm was a disaster.

Mercury sat in the corner, muttering. Emerald was staring at the wall, emotionally broken. Cinder was pacing, seething with rage.

Then, slowly, she turned.

"We kill him."

Mercury twitched. "…How?"

Emerald swallowed. "He's everywhere."

Cinder's eyes burned.

"I don't care how. I don't care when. I don't care what it takes. We are ending this."

Step Two Hundred and Forty-Six: Let Them Think They Have a Chance.

Because Ozpin?

Ozpin was already ahead of them.