The Phantom Of Remnant 23 Magna's Decision

Next to him was his family, silently chuckling at him. Even the little girl squad laughed as Emerald smirked and said, "You deserve that, Magna."

Sitting opposite Magna was Winter and her sister, Weiss. Winter still had a small blush on her face as she avoided making eye contact with Magna while Weiss's eyes spewed flames as she looked like she wanted nothing more than to rip Magna apart.

Seeing how awkward it was, even Qrow couldn't stand the atmosphere as he sighed and put his flask down, shocking everyone.

Qrow's eyes twitched but ignored it as he calmly said, "So, Ice-queen. How was Magna during that relatively short fight."

Winter fell into thought for a couple seconds before she said, "From what I had seen, he lacks any form of formal training and relies on his instinct, which leaves him wide open."

Qrow nodded as he added, "I agree. When he was fighting against me, most of his attacks were mostly just him making use of his semblance and strength."

Magna's eyes twitched as he sarcastically said, "I'm sorry that an 8 year old village boy couldn't show any formal training during our fight, Qrow."

Rolling his eyes, Qrow ignored the sarcasm in Magna's voice as he plainly said, "Magna, you are a strong young man. However, you rely too heavily on your instincts. While that is something a huntsmen should do, a huntsmen also needs technique and strategy to make up for their flaws."
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"That's why children who have unlocked their semblance go to combat academies. So they can learn how to handle themselves in tough situations."

Magna wanted to say something but felt the words refuse to leave his mouth. He could feel the sincere concern in Qrows voice.

Releasing a soft sigh, Magna leaned back into his chair as he thought over Qrow's words. He knew that fighting using his instincts will only get him so far. He's not an anime character like Goku, who's literally born from a warrior race that spend most of their lives fighting.

However, as this thought crossed his mind, a strange glint appeared in his eyes as he instantly thought back to the sea of stars and the fact that one of the stars granted him Naruto's memories and abilities.

Even though he thought of the millions of stars that could be a new set of abilities, he didn't really have a reason to change abilities. Naruto's memory cl.u.s.ter not only gave Magna the demon fox form and the rasengan but Naruto's healing factor as well.

Each time he healed from a fight, his body grow stronger and tougher while retaining it's smooth feel. As a man, he didn't mind being a little bit rougher but as an 8 year old child, he'd rather not feel like sandpaper, especially now considering he has a baby sister who likes to cling to him.

On the other hand, the only downsides to Naruto's abilities is the aura consumption. Every single ability besides the demon-wind shuriken consumes way too much aura, meaning Magna wouldn't last in a drawn out fight or if there were alot of enemies.

Shaking his head, Magna noticed that besides Qrow, Ironwood and the Schnee sisters, everyone else had already left. He turned towards Qrow with a confused look on his face as he asked, "Where did everyone else go?"

Qrow chuckled as he said, "Don't worry kid, Ironwood asked them to leave. He doesn't want anyone affecting your choice."

Magna gave Qrow a small nod before turn his attention towards Ironwood.

Seeing Magna stare at him, Ironwood let out a small cough to clear his throat as he straightened his clothes and said, "Now that I've seen a bit of your capabilities, I'd like to formally extend an invitation to attend Atlas academy."

His words made Magna fall into thought. On one hand, he could go to Patch and attend signal with Ruby and Yang and on the other, he could attend Atlas academy with Winter. Between the two schools, Magna knew that Signal was more like a normal school when compared to Atlas which was literally a gate way for joining the army.

If Magna really wanted to learn how to fight, it would be best if he joined Atlas. However, Magna really just wanted to enjoy his childhood. From the day he was born to the day he died, all he saw everyday was a hospital room.

Back in his old world, because he was born with a weak, Magna never really got to experience a proper childhood.

In the end, Magna softly sighed as he awkwardly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir."

Ironwood softly sighed as he shook his head and said, "It's fine. The choice is yours. Just know that Atlas academy will always have a s.p.a.ce for your. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get some rest before we arrive at Patch city. I advise you all to do the same."

Watching Ironwood quietly leave, Magna collapsed back into his chair. His decision was one that actually took alot out of him. He knew that if he really wanted to get stronger fast, he should have gone to Atlas but he honestly craved a normal life.

He wanted to make friends and have fun, goofing around for as long as he could while young. And he knew that if he chose to attend Atlas, he would never be able to experience a 'normal' day.

Qrow softly smiled at Magna before regaining his drunk expression as he roughly said, "Ironwood is right, kid. Go get some rest because we'll be arriving at Patch in about 12 hours.

As Qrow left, Magna finally noticed something. Weiss was collapsed on the couch, drooling in her sleep as she was cutely curled up into a little ball. However, Winter was nowhere to be seen.

Curious about where she was, Magna closed his eyes as he focused on his surroundings, or more specifically, the 'feelings' of those around him. Besides the 'sleepy' feeling drifting about from different rooms on the airs.h.i.+p, Magna felt a very slight violent feeling emanating from a couple rooms down.

Not able to curb his curiosity, Magna slowly stood up and quietly left the room.

As he continued down a small hallway, the sound of metal striking metal constantly echoed out. Finally reaching the room where the sound was coming from, Magna slightly opened the door and peaked in.

Standing in the room was Winter. Her uniform was gone, replaced by a white tank top and a pair of form fitting black shorts. Magna quietly swallowed as his throat started to feel dry. He couldn't draw his eyes away from the tantalizing sight of the shorts that hugged her body extremely well, emphasizing her growing curves.

Sweat was dripping down her body as she roughly panted, obviously tired. In her hand was a slightly curved single-edged sword resembling a cutla.s.s. As Magna scanned the room in an attempt to get his mind off of Winter's beautiful figure, he noticed a bunch of broken robots scattered across the floor.

Just as he was about to leave, Winter's voice echoed from the room as she said, "What's wrong? Not even going to come in and say h.e.l.lo?"