Authors Note: Yo sup. No I have no disease I just have a lot of emotional shit happening to me lately and I felt a need to just write the rest of this beginning chapter. So yeah 2 different uploads in 1 week. This just an occurrence nothing more. Anyway Danganronpa fix uploaded like I said I would. Enjoy!

ThePhantomVoid out…

Thoughts: 'This is stupid'

Speaking: "You killed her!"

Announcement: "A body has been discovered"

Chapter 1: Welcome Aboard

My eyes flutter open and I begin stretching my back as the announcement reaches my ears. "All members aboard, next destination..." the announcement begins before cutting off into static.

I roughly rub my eyes to get the sleep out before glancing around at my surroundings. The room was as dark as the night sky and I couldn't really make anything out apart from the 70 inch plasma screen TV. Holy shit that was a big ass TV! The bed if I gathered anything from my delightful nap was heavenly, nothing but the best for the best I suppose.

Hopes Peak Academy, the place where only those who are spectacular in their own field are allowed to enter and a place where the average student wishes to go. If you entered this school you were practically set for life, job wise that is. The academy has been getting worldwide attention for its pursuit of talent and so far it's been close to achieving its goal.

Somehow managing to stand from the brilliant embrace of the bed, I begin to think of how I got here and what is happening. The last thing I recall was being stood outside of Hopes Peak Academy ready to prove myself as a beacon of hope, even though I probably didn't deserve it. I mean being the Ultimate Loner isn't really a talent is it?... Yeah I thought not however for some unfathomable reason Hopes Peak Academy disagrees.

In my opinion I don't see being a loner as a talent and how does one become the Ultimate Loner. I'm just saying, if I was a beacon of hope I'd assume the people who made the beacon were broken. In conclusion: I'd be a shitty beacon.

Being broke out of my thoughts surprised me because I wasn't really expecting a wave of sunlight to bathe my room so suddenly. Going along with the natural human reaction, I slightly reared my head backwards squinting a little.

"Damn sun, always catching me by surprise." I mutter, finally adjusting to the sunlight.

Speaking of which weren't curtains supposed to be blocking the sunlight. I quietly adjust my line of sight towards the windows. Glancing outside the window a never ending blue wasteland greeted me 'Ocean' I thought to myself before shifting my attention towards the curtains. Staring intently at them before suddenly turning my back to them and began strolling towards the door, hands in my black combat jeans. I sighed as I reached the door, fishing a hand out of my pocket before proceeding to reach towards the shiny golden doorknob.

"Must be remote controlled or something." I told myself as I twisted the doorknob and opened the door slowly as to not scare anyone on the outside of my room.

What greeted me was a hallway the likes of which only seen in hospitals, you know, the ones were other corridors branch off it. Lead Corridor? No, that's definitely not right. Main… Main Corridor! That's it! The hallway was like a Main Corridor in a hospital. With a few differences like for example: the red carpet and the pictures of an old guy called Izuru Kamukura. Now if you hospitals do look like this well I'd say you are in a serious minority.

"This is your principal speaking and this is a very special announcement. Everyone is to meet up at the cafeteria. Failure to comply will result in extreme punishment time!" The announcement rang abruptly causing me to fault in my step, luckily however I caught myself before I fell face first. That's the good news now the bad news: I don't know where the fuck the cafeteria is and I really don't want a punishment time, I'm not a masochist. Plus 'everyone' there's more people here! Fuck everything's gone to shit!

Well I'd rather be having to be social than take a whipping from a sex-deprived principal. I somehow manage to withhold a cringe at the thought. Ruthlessly shaking my head to rid the thoughts, I began running randomly down the hallway. 'Oh cafeteria. Where art thou cafeteria?' I thought, taking pleasure in the image of a Romeo and Juliet play staring me and a cafeteria.

My thoughts were ripped from me again by me subtly noticing a gigantic sign above a open doorway. 'Cafeteria' written in elegant English. 'Hmm, I wonder if that's the Cafeteria' I sarcastically thought. I ended up standing outside for a good 5 minutes debating with myself.'If I go in there now there's gonna be a lot of people. I don't like people as is, and more people ain't gonna help.' I thought hesitating on going in. 'But at the same time I really don't wanna be the principles masochistic bitch' The only reason I went in was because I spotted 4 people heading towards me from in front.

The Cafeteria compared to the hallway was rather bland just white tiles and a few tables doted around places. To me the only good point is the food actually looked normal. Can't stand fancy stuff. Always been a ramen man myself. I couldn't wait to just jump over the shiny silver food counter and just take all the instant ramen. In my opinion it should rightfully belong to me. Ramen deserves to be eaten by people whom appreciate it and these scumbags are all posh and love wine. I'm Willing to bet they also wear top hats as well.

Wow I have a rather high expectations for my classmates don't I. Well coming back to reality I try as best as I could to avoid being spotted by the few people sitting down. I think up an age old strategy about sitting in at the table in the corner and make my way to it. As I finally sit down I breathe a sign of relief, people were so hard to deal with!

"Avoiding everyone else huh." A wise voice spoke behind me. I jumped at least a foot in the air before slowly creaking my head into the voices direction. What greeted me was an image of a young man dressed in a loose white yutaka. His eyes a glowing green and his mouth fixed in a coy smirk. His messy silver hair stood up in every imaginable angle. His chin displayed a small silver goatee. In his hand a 5ft stick stood high.

"Hello my name is Nanima Kusaru and I'm the Ultimate Sage." He greeted me with his ever standing coy smirk. His eyes looked at me expectantly.

"Oh uh. Sup my names Takumo Keniou and I'm uh the Ultimate Loner." I attempted a greeting with an awkward smile upon my features.

It was this point Nanima began laughing.

I fucking hate socialising!

This chapter is to commemorate my Aunt.

R.I.P