I do not own Danganronpa :D This was seriously just a whim I typed because I was being bothered by it. I don't honestly know if I'd push through with this, anyway, here you go :D

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Full Summary

Of which the Future Foundation finally fights despair head-on, all the while taking care of yet another unlucky batch.

Yet questions still remain.

Who is this mysterious SDHSL never introduced to the third batch of sixteen students? And is she a friend or foe? What exactly happened to the survivors of Jabberwock Island? And in this final clash between hope and despair, who will come out on top?

One can only guess.

Follow Naegi, Kirigiri, and Togami as they face yet tougher challenges with bigger responsibilities—how friendship bonds grow stronger, how new relationships spark, and how having a little bit of hope won't hurt.

Because in this concluding battle, they're gonna need all the help they can get.

And they're gonna need you. Yes, YOU.

So what are you waiting for?

A new adventure is just one flip away...

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It was a despair-inducing scene—the chaos and pandemonium of the outside world which unfolded before her very eyes as she peeked through the blinds of the darkened hospital room she was in, the steady beeping of a nearby apparatus resounding throughout the enclosed, frozen room. It was a short-lived glance; a brief turn of the head which barely lasted even a second, yet it seemed an eternity, seeing the world she had once called a home falling apart into the abyss of oblivion—into the pit fires of hell.

Just years ago, the towers of Kibougamine Academy stood massively high and proud amongst the subdivisions which surrounded it—seen as a symbol of hope, known as an abode for excellence; revered highly by all and looked up to by society. "Hope's Peak", as it was more commonly known.

Yet now, it has been merely reduced to a refuge, and the sky seemed to mourn with the remaining sane inhabitants as eerie gray clouds hovered above the destructed buildings, fires, crushed bodies under debris, and the unending spills of blood.

Blood.

It's nauseating shade of red as a visual representation of the rapid destruction of humanity.

Letting out a heavy sigh, she finally put the blinds to a complete close, in the hopes of blocking the sounds of death she had been long accustomed to the past years, yet to no avail. The pitiful cries of poor slaughtered souls echoed endlessly in her head, leaving her with nothing but guilt knowing she could do nothing to save them—lest she be killed herself.

It was then when she remembered—a certain conversation with a boy whose idealistic perception of the world and unbelievingly strong belief in hope never failed to bewilder her.

"There is no such thing as escaping—our only resort now is to fight back," he had said to her back then, "It's never too late to save them…".

His eyes lit up, flaring of unwavering determination, "Himitsu-san, will you lend us your strength?"

And just that, everything started.

The attempt to break yet again the never-ending loop of repeating history. The concluding battle, the finishing act—the ultimate clash between hope and despair, where only one may come out on top.

And she can finally say that this time, humanity has risen more determined than ever to reclaim what it had lost under the hands of Despair.

A smirk. "Super Duper High School Level Agent, reporting for duty."

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Seventeen-year-old Kyou Nakano woke up with a start.

A dream.

"Just what…was that all about?"