And get some much needed answers.

You find yourself on the roof of the Dormitories where, hopefully, no one would be around to interrupt you.

"God, can you hear me? If so, give me a sign here."

At first there's no answer. You wait patiently, perhaps He had His focus on something elsewhere, but wasn't He supposed to be omniscient? Omnipresent? A few minutes tick by and you find yourself growing impatient when that all-encompassing, power ridden and comforting voice echoed around you.

"Well now, there's a voice I haven't heard for a moment. I almost couldn't find you."

You stand there perplexed.

"Couldn't find me? Aren't you God?"

"Yes, of my own creations. You actually caught me off guard with your handiwork. Someone's been busy."

"Ok, now you lost me."

"The world you're on... Remnant it's called? Yeah, I never made that planet. As you already know, such a place is fictitious in nature and created by Man. Therefor, when you left Earth I was a bit thrown for a loop when I couldn't find you."

"Wow, I actually confused God of all beings? I'm not sure if I should be proud or concerned."

"It was a surprise to be sure but not altogether unpleasant. Any reason why you've picked that Universe in particular?"

"Couldn't you just read my mind?"

"I could but this is a two-way conversation. It'd be easier for your mind to follow."

"Well I figured I could practice here without doing too much damage to my own Universe, and the RWBYVerse just seemed the one that would be the most fun to do so. Speaking of which, I had some questions for you."

"You're wondering why your powers appear to have limits."

"... Ok that time you read my mind on purpose."

"Yeah I couldn't help myself. Anyway, you know how the Christians state that I created the Universe in 7 days?"

"I'm vaguely familiar with story, yes."

"Day was a subjective term back then but for the most part it's true. By your measure of time, it would be more accurate to state seven cycles, or rotations of the Universe if you will."

"Wait, I thought the Universe was expanding?"

"Just roll with it since you're not quite at the level of comprehension to understand how Reality truly works; spoilers, it just doesn't. Anyway, the point I'm making is that it took me a great deal of time to finish my work on your Universe, from the initial Big Bang to the formation of celestial constructs like galaxies, solar systems and whatnot, to the cultivation of Life. Don't get me wrong, your species is mostly correct and has the general idea aside from the obsession that the Universe revolves around them; more spoilers, it doesn't but I digress. By the end of it all, I was tired. Really tired. So I took a nap for a couple billion years as well as work on other projects until life on your planet became interesting. All of this took place over the first billion years or so of existence, give or take a millennia or three. You on the other hand... ohohoh boy. You did all of that in 15 minutes."

"What's with the tone? Is that bad?"

"Well not necessarily depending on who you ask. You... what's the metaphor you humans like to use... blew your load all at once? Too early? Either way, I'm not sure if you wanted just the Planet, but you sir just created your own Universe. In the span of approximately 15 minutes. Yeah, you basically stunted your own powers."

"Wait, I did WHAT?!"

"Relax. You're still plenty more powerful than anyone else on that planet right now, so long as you don't try creating other planets or universes, or overtly manipulate time and physics. You pretty much won't be back on my level for another couple centuries at least, so make yourself comfortable. You've also probably noticed your powers growing the more you use them. That's natural progression and your body's way of easing back into Godhood. The only two possibly dangerous beings I can find down there are known as Salem and Ozpin. You might be more powerful than them by a reasonable stretch, but exercise caution when encountering these people as they are many years more experienced than you are. It'd be pretty embarrassing for a Deity as yourself to be overthrown by what are demi-gods at best."

"So... I still have my God powers right? Those never left?"

"Oh absolutely. I told you you're immortal and those powers are yours for all of Existence, you just went from zero to sixty at the snap of your fingers. Shouldn't be too bad being stuck there for a couple centuries. From what I understand you've already found yourself some good company."

"Took a look at that did you?"

"Of course I did. Not a bad long-term goal if I do say so myself. I half expected you to go full-on tyrant as soon as you got there. Good job. Now unless there's anything else, I gotta get going. Ole Lucifer has been going on and on about how he's trolling your world with politics and... Battlefield 5? I haven't really popped in to get a good look about what's going on for a few years now. Whatever, he seems pretty proud of himself. I'll be back in a few hundred years to see how you're doing. Have fun being me!"

In an instant, the Voice of God and thus, His presence, disappeared. Sighing to yourself, you take a deep breath and stretch, mulling over His words. He was right all things considered. A couple centuries on Remnant wouldn't be so bad, especially if you were able to grant eternal life to your girls. To have an Almighty Deity admit that Salem and Ozpin were a threat to you was a matter of concern, but you figured you would cross that bridge when you got to it.

Leaning forward on the safety railing lost in your own thoughts, you almost miss the sound of the roof access door way swing open with a metallic creak.