Rixre: Hello guys! It's the beginning of a new story for me.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dangan Ronpa or anything affiliated with it. I just really like writing fanficts about it!
Prologue: Remember the Despair? (PART I)
Katsuki Fujimoto stares straight ahead at the building that was to become his new school. Hope's Peak Academy. He thought to himself, Even though many tragedies occurred here, idiots still continue to come. The sides of his mouth started to tilt upwards. And I guess that makes me one of those idiots.
Katsuki looks down to the form in his hand, he is the "Lucky Student" of the 97th Class. So far, nothing that was "despairful" occurred with the so called "Final Killing Game" with the Future Foundation members, only a few survived, and they built Hope's Peak Academy to the way it should have been-not corrupted by despair and internal affairs. What could go wrong now?
Of course, you'd try and jinx it. A voice says in the back of his head.
Huh? Where did that come from? Katsuki tenses. Better let it go, I'd rather not be stressed on my first day of school.
With his head held high, Katsuki walks through the gates of Hope's Peak Academy, nothing could stop him now. Right?
A feeling of nausea washes over Katsuki, what's going on? He squeezes his eyes closed. And then, darkness.
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Where am I? Did I faint? Questions swarmed in through Katsuki's mind. What happened? He tried to move his body, but something was stopping him. What's going on! He heard voices above him somewhere, Help! Someone please help me! Was that his voice? He didn't know.
Then, he was calm. Something happened. He was peaceful, floating. His eyes drifts open, all he can see is light. He stretches his arm towards it. He smiles, everything was perfect, serene and full of bliss.
"Upupupupupupu~!"
A laugh enters his ears and he wakes up abruptly. Katsuki looks around for the owner of the laugh. All he sees is darkness, however there is a light coming from the opposite end of the classroom. Katsuki stands up on weak legs. He stumbles to the light, "Where am I?" He asks aloud, his voice cracking.
He pushes on the door and it opens easily. A small beep! comes from somewhere below him. He looks down and sees a silver bracelet strapped onto his wrist. There was a red mark on the bottom side of the wrist. On the other side of the bracelet, there was a time: 30. 22. 52. 45
Katsuki's heart stops. "I jinxed it." He murmurs. "I caused this…"
He knew exactly what this was. The Killing Game.
Rixre: Hey guys! This is my first DR fanfiction (and my first fanfic in a few years) and I hope you enjoyed Part I of the Prologue. Just so y'all know 30 as in days, 22 as in hours, 52 as in minutes and 45 as in seconds. ALSO! If you want an OC to participate in this year's game. Please PM me your character with this form below: (And just so y'all know, your character COULD die so the plot can advance.)
Name:
Age:
Talent/Sin:
Appearance:
Personality:
Ability:
Other:
History:
Ability? I forgot to mention what those are. You see, all characters in this fanfic have something… "special" about them. Think of it as a type of...power. You see, all of the characters (that belong to me) have powers that are relating to their "sin" or "talent." Y'all see what I mean in the end by the "Master of Killing." As for Katsuki? His power...is not luck. He just happens to be lucky. His power will be revealed later on…
If I don't get anyone by Tuesday, July 26, 2016, I'll continue the game and the characters. (Expect a new chapter on Thursday-at the earliest)
Also, remember to vote on who you want to survive! Otherwise, it's random!
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