#[The Journal of the Atelier Soldier- Jevans Diary]

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The Journal of the Atelier Soldier- Jevan Baderon.

Voice Link here for more of an added drama to it: https://voca.ro/f8J4vyAincP

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April 18th, 20XX (Because CRWBY Still cant do a damn timeline) 

Jevan Baderon, 155th Atelier Rifle Division.

Brumel, Actus.

Day 1: Graduation...

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Usually when an Atelier soldier finishes their training they are met with uproarious applause from friends, family, or even random civilians on the street. For me it was a day I’ll never forget. The clad white armor every private wore as we marched down the streets of Actus.  The loud shouting coming from my commanding officer to present arms. Every step I took was a step closer into to  my future. 

Finally we were lined up at the Royal District Memorial. Where the King himself  would speak to us graduates. Unlike the kings speeches before this new one. His speech was filled with pride, passion, and hope. He has seen what we were going to be seeing soon.  Each and every word was filled with no lies but with honesty. Something that a King needed to display. No matter how blunt the speech was, we all knew what we were getting ourselves into. 

Once the speech came to an end, I looked up to see four of those massive airships land in their shipyard. Each one represented a kingdom a division was being sent to. However, if you were selected by a Sir of that Kingdom.. you were part of the elite troopers and inducted into their unit. 

the 153rd was sent to Mistral, the 152nd to Vacuo, The 154th Was staying here until recieving confirmation from Atlas for more Atelier troops to be on site, and as for my division... the 155th.. we were sent to Vale.  I knew Vale was famous for many things. The two cities that were built and fell, its dockside towns, the Island of Patch, and finally Beacon Academy. 

My division would be under the command of Sir Lancelot... known for his gallant bravery. However I would be there where there was no excitement. Until I met one team that changed my view of excitement...