Wake Up As Ozpin

The storm raged.

The world trembled.

And for the first time in countless lifetimes—

Ozpin was winning.

Step Four Hundred and Fourteen: Finish It.

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Step Four Hundred and Fifteen: Salem's Rage

Salem's composure shattered.

She had always been in control.

She had always been the unstoppable force.

She had always known how this would end.

But now?

She was losing.

And she didn't know why.

Step Four Hundred and Sixteen: She Finally Feels Fear.

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Step Four Hundred and Seventeen: The Last Assault

"This is impossible!" Salem hissed.

Magic surged around her.

The earth cracked beneath her feet.

She gathered every ounce of her cursed existence into one final, monstrous attack.

The sky blackened.

The air burned.

And then—

She unleashed everything.

Step Four Hundred and Eighteen: Face the Storm.

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Step Four Hundred and Nineteen: The Choice That Was Never Made

Ozpin didn't run.

Didn't counter.

Didn't fight.

Instead—

He stepped forward.

Right into the darkness.

Step Four Hundred and Twenty: Defy Fate.

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Step Four Hundred and Twenty-One: The Loop Breaks

Salem's attack collided.

A blast of pure destruction.

The kind that had ended every loop before this.

But this time—

Something different happened.

The moment the magic touched him—

The Relic of Choice shattered.

And for the first time in countless cycles—

The loop ended.

Step Four Hundred and Twenty-Two: It's Over.

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Step Four Hundred and Twenty-Three: Salem's Horror

Salem staggered back.

The storm vanished.

The world fell silent.

And she felt it.

The immortality binding her soul… shifting.

Something was different.

Something was wrong.

Step Four Hundred and Twenty-Four: She Realizes the Truth.

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Step Four Hundred and Twenty-Five: Ozpin's Final Words

Ozpin lowered his cane.

Met her disbelieving gaze.

And, with calm finality, he spoke:

"This was never about winning, Salem."

She froze.

"It was about ending the game."

Step Four Hundred and Twenty-Six: Checkmate.