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Serendibite
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:02 (2 Years ago)




Third Person POV





"And they're both dead," Nakata grumbled. "The traitor with them. She better end this charade, so help me..."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:04 (2 Years ago)

Title: Maji

"What's.. going.. on.?" I practically growled the words out.
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:05 (2 Years ago)

Kowai Kurai's Message


"When I created this whole game... I had one goal in mind. This wasn't to please some kind of sadistic desire for human suffering. No, no. That wasn't why. I was doing it for someone. Someone else. Someone alive and well among you! You'd know that, wouldn't you? Oh, Niwa Atsushi, my brother- you really do know how to turn black into white. Oh well! That's family for you."

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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:07 (2 Years ago)

Title: Maji

I felt my nails scrape my skin. Niwa, who stole my marshmallows. Niwa, who seemed so innocent. "Niwa..."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:09 (2 Years ago)




Niwa Atsushi





"Kowai," he whispered. "So you betray me. When I had my happy ending, right within my grasp." His fist tightened.

"What's this supposed to mean, Atsushi?" Nakata demanded, spinning to face him.

"That's not how you pronounce my name."

"Screw that! Tell us what's going on!"

"It's simple. Kowai betrayed me." He stared at the screen. "I really didn't expect that." He growled, low in his throat. "Traitor. I hope she burns in hell."

Nakata stormed up to him.

And Niwa withdrew Suko's gun from his pack. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said coolly.
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LilithClawthorne
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:11 (2 Years ago)

Title: Maji

"No... I hope you burn in hell. She accepted her death, and prepared for it. She was willing to let us live if we found a way. But you? You're spineless."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:12 (2 Years ago)

Kowai Kurai's Message


"But wait! That's not all. Some of you will actually get the chance to go free. On one condition. Do you remember the notes on the billboards? You have a choice now. You can reveal the truth of your secret... or take it with you to your grave. Only once every Ultimate has made their decision will the doors open."

Suzume Fujimori's POV


Suzume's eyes protuded to the gun. "Wh-what- but I- I gave it to Maji! Niwa. Tell us she's lying. You're... not the mastermind, are you? You're joking, right?" You were one of my suspects. I always thought it might be you, and yet... I don't want to believe it.

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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:13 (2 Years ago)

Title: Maji

"...I have a lethal allergy to dust mites. I kept it a secret like a coward, but I'm done with that."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:17 (2 Years ago)




Niwa Atsushi





"I didn't want to kill you!" Niwa protested. "I'm a good person. This was all Kowai's idea. Justice, oh how she wanted justice. But there was no justice she needed, no." He laughed hollowly.

"She killed our family. All my siblings, all of them dead. Because she didn't like a bit of teasing. She's a monster. This was all her plan. All her idea."

He let his hold on the gun relax. "Anyway, I suppose it's time for a final choice. You know, as the mastermind, I know all those little secrets of yours. I know what makes you murderous-" he blinked. Oh, that brought on some tears. Well, that didn't matter. Nothing mattered.

"You have a choice now. It's as Kowai said. You can share your secrets- or take them with you to the grave. Your choice."

With a motion, he brought the Exisals forward. They encircled the Ultimates.

Niwa raised an eyebrow at Maji's words. "I hope that kills you one day," he said coldly. "But o' lord- he forgives sinners who repent." He turned to Suzume. "Your turn."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:26 (2 Years ago)

Suzume Fujimori's POV


For a moment, time seemed to slow down. My secret...

"You all... have a right to know."

Her heart thudded in her chest. She almost couldn't hear the noise all around.

"I... I..."

Suzume closed her eyes, and remembered her secret... in its coded words. She saw Megami over there... looking expectantly. Urging her to say it.

"I'm a liar. I'm a cheater. And I'm... a murderer.
I did whatever it took to get ahead... I...
College was never easy. It was... never easy.
It was so hard. And nothing... nothing can justify what I did.
Not how others treated me. Not the notes that were left.
Not the beatings I endured. Not the words. Not the embarrassment.
Not the fake friends I had, or the stress I was under.
I cheated in class to complete my assignments, to pass my exams...
I ruined other students' reputations, even their lives.
I got them expelled from school.
I ruined all their futures, just to keep the teachers' attention elsewhere.
...Many of them... wound up killing themselves because of what I did.
...Many of them, wound up with all their family members, looking at them in disgust and disappointment.
...the principal brought me in many a time, and I'd always lie straight to her face.
'I had nothing to do with it. I had no idea.'
I got so caught up in my own dreams, that I destroyed those of others.
Just because... I wanted to graduate college.
I wanted... to become a scientist.
And I will never, ever forgive myself.
I... Suzume Fujimori, am not a scientist.
I am a monster."

Her face had never looked more guilty, never looked more sad, never looked more empty.

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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:28 (2 Years ago)




Niwa Atsushi





"Exactly," he said calmly. "Half human, half machine. How could you ever survive in the real world we talked about?" He smiled. "But you still chose to confess. So you get the choice now. Live or die."

He tossed the gun to her, and it skidded, falling into her arms.
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:29 (2 Years ago)
"...you're not a monster. You're like me. Empty, confused. You had no right to do those things, but no one else has a right to judge you for them."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:33 (2 Years ago)

Suzume Fujimori's POV


Suzume felt the darkness grip tightly around her neck.

My choice.

She turned over to look at Majikaruman. "...you're right. I'm not just a monster, I'm... a villain."

She saw Megami... slowly growing more real by the moment. She saw the field of flowers, she saw her strumming the guitar... to a completely new song... singing a completely new song...

"Close your eyes, you'll be here soon
一 二 三 四 五分
時々 本当に寝たい
でも このワードできない
おやすみ
おやすみ
おやすみ
おやすみ
おやすみ おやすみ
Close your eyes and you'll leave this dream
おやすみ おやすみ
I know that it's hard to do
Days go by
しょうがない
Moments pass
Shattered glass
Hands of time
Where's that chime?
In my head
I'll just
I'll just
I'll just
I'll just
Hands of time will wring my neck
Every little moment spells regret
But I don't have to feel this way
As a voice inside my head..."


She saw Megami, head forward, to embrace her...
I'll be there... soon.

She picked up the gun, put it to her head... and pulled the trigger.

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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:36 (2 Years ago)




Nakata Namiko





Nakata put her hands to her mouth. She stared at Suzume, crumbled, only held up by the Monokuma-Bots. She couldn't look away- Suzume's closed eyes, the bloody patch welling in her hair-

"Oh god," she breathed. "Oh god."

There was no mistake.

Niwa turned to her. "Are you ready?" his tone was as gentle as she remembered it. He was her hero.

She mutely noted as the Monokuma bots passed the gun to him, and then to her. She passed it through her skull. Bang.

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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 02:47 (2 Years ago)

Title: Maji

I watched in silent horror as their bodies lost autonomy, unable to blink or move.
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 19:07 (2 Years ago)




Niwa Atsushi





"She was right about one thing. I'm the hero. On that first day- when we first arrived-" Something wistful settled in him. "I wasn't sure what was going on. Kowai had promised the chance to punish people worse than her. And save those better."

He'd saved those who could be saved. Everyone who had a speck of goodness flocked together.

That was why Keiki was with him. Keiki was good. And he could see, from the way they had all forgiven Hisoka- allowed Redmonda's memory to be in vain- he knew there was no mistake.

"Keiki was my hero. They made me realize there's something in the world not yet burned. Someone who still appreciates the messages in Frankenstein. Someone who deserves to leave here with me."

He smiled at them.

"We're the final two. Admittedly, I wasn't going to reveal myself. I didn't want Keiki to know." But... "I now know that Keiki doesn't care. We're the heroes. They know that. If you all die, it'll just be our happy ending."

"Hisoka's happy ending," he mocked. "Was hardly one at all. Killing three people, for his own selfish repentance- he can never atone for all that he has done. Neither can Suzume, nor Nakata, nor even you, Maji."

Such a liar.

"You ignore all the people you've hurt. All you lying hypocrites. Yet I was willing to spare you. I reprogrammed Monokuma. He was mine, and he would let you go." Kowai is not better than me. "I'm your hero. I will set you free, with this gun, or with the truth. Now, the rest of you- confess, or I'll shoot you myself."
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 19:57 (2 Years ago)
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Asahi Mitsue went by three names.

Asahi, the goddess. Her name plastered all over fashion magazines, in the newspaper, across the media.

Asahi, the teenage model. A wonder. A beauty.

She could still hear the flashes of the cameras. The smooth satin feel of fabric between her fingers.

Velvet. Leather. Denim.

Baby blue. Lime green. Pastel pink.

All those dresses. Such bright colours.

Her face, covered with powders and creams. Looking in the mirror, she could never recognise herself.

Hideous.

Monster.

Chuku Mitsue went by three names.

Chuku, the hollow. Masked. Mysterious.

A new leaf, overturned. A new person. She could escape her life.

But for a short while only. This was the end.

Or was it?

She could embrace her past. Be Chuku. Be Asahi. End it all now, spare the future full of horrors.

Or she could be free.

Sabaibā Mitsue went by one name.

Sabaibā. The survivor.

She could still hear her mother's voice. Soft. Quiet. Like bells in a spring breeze.

Sabaibā.

Sabaibā let her scarf drop. The purple cotton fell to the ground.

Asahi Sabaibā rose. Hazel eyes narrowed. There was no hiding. There was no cowering.

Sabaibā was a survivor. She promsied Hisoka. She promised Hisoka that she'd uncover the secrets and unmask the Masterminds or die trying.

When the sun rises up

And you hear my bells

Run and run

Across the hills

Across the meadow


She ran a hand over her face, the soft amber light bouncing off pearly-white cheeks and ruby lips.
Asahi.

Chuku.


Sabaibā.

Survivor.

Run your hands through the grass

The soft green grass

And raise your head to the sun

Bask in its light

Soft amber light.



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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 23:18 (2 Years ago)
Koda bit her lip. “I killed her.” She paused. “My sister.. Indirectly. And my mother.”

“My mother tried to kill me first. All because of an accident.” She spat. “I wondered if she was alive. For ages.” Her heart was pounding with the memory. “One day I found her. She- She tried to finish the job… But I finished her.” Tears began to drip from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. She covered her face stubbornly.
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Posted: Mon, 07/11/2022 23:41 (2 Years ago)




Niwa Atsushi





They're so evil... so selfish... they want so desperately to live?

He ground his teeth together. And then he saw Keiki's face. Soft, wavy hair. Gentle features, beautiful green eyes.

He started for them. Were they crying? No, that wasn't good. They were close to safety. They shouldn't be crying. He wrapped his arms around them.

"Don't worry," he whispered. "They'll all choose to die in the end. We'll be fine! We've won, Keiki!"
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Posted: Tue, 08/11/2022 16:21 (2 Years ago)
Keiki Meyumi.


"They'll all choose to die in the end. We'll be fine! We've won, Keiki!"

"We've won!

We've....

...won!


Everything seemed to slow down at this very moment, Keiki's vision narrowed, blurring out the dead bodies of the Ultimates and focusing on those dark, ruby eyes. Round, soft, the colour of blood.

A pearly tear welled in Keiki's eye, and ran down softly down pale skin, caressing narrow lips before falling and dripping on the cold, bloody stone floor.

Drip.

Drip.


The face of his lover. Beautiful. In the midst of shock and horror Keiki couldn't stop themselves from marvelling at Niwa's handsome face. The face of a killer.

Niwa.

They clutched their head, brown shoots of hair sprouting out of bone-white fingers, covered in small cuts. Ringing filled their ears, loud and shrill.

Drip.

Drip.


Niwa.

Keiki couldn't look him in the eyes. Couldn't lift a hand to embrace warm, olive skin like they used to.

Their lips were glued together. Couldn't open a mouth to tease, to shout 'Niwa-face!'

Couldn't open to scream.

Keiki sobbed. Tears trickled down their face, and finally Keiki opened their mouth.

To yell.

Shriek.

Scream.

Screaming as if they've never screamed before, shouts of pure anguish, terror, shock.

And mourning.

"N-....NIWAA-!!" Keiki shrieked in between short, loud gasps.

"WHY....WHY-" They screamed.

"WE'VE WON!? WE'RE FREE!?"

"NIWA-"

Keiki stopped.

"Pass me the gun, Niwa." They whispered coolly, tears still running down their face.

"PASS ME THE DAMN GUN YOU- YOU COWARD." Keiki yelled.

Drip.

Drip.


Shaking fingers wrapped themselves around a cool steel handle. Another hand dug into their battered satchel.

"For you. Niwa. A...parting gifts of sorts." Keiki chuckled.

A sheet of lined paper fluttered out of their hand, and landed in a pool of Nakata's blood.

A sketch. And a poem.

"From a liar to a liar, Niwa. That's the name of the poem.

You knew my secret from the very start, didn't you?

You figured it out. Yet...you really believed that I'd go with you. After all this crap?"

They chuckled.

"I mean...I was tempted. I fell right into this 'lil trap of yours. Gawd, I'm stupid.

I should've killed you when I had the chance.

But I didn't. Why?
"

Drip.

Drip.


"Oh gawd. It's obvious.

It's because I love you, you coward.

You lied to me.

You killed the Ultimates.

And you expected me to come with you, after all this?

Ohoho. You have another thing coming."

They loaded the gun.

"Goodbye Niwa-face. I'll see you in hell."


Keiki blew Niwa one last kiss.

. . .


The poem was barely legible. Covered in Nakata's and now Keiki's blood.

Only the last line was visible.

And that's why I love you.