And keep the train rolling! Naturally, if I'm going to create a Super High School Level OC, I've got to come up with an execution for him. I didn't expect it to go on for as long as it does, I was honestly expecting only about one hundred words before having him abruptly wake up, but then I just kept writing without thinking and lo and behold, you have the beauty before you. There are also very important changes to look out for! Anyway, let's go!

Super hero time!

Kazuki: With the church's blessings, reign supreme with rulers at your side!

Shirou: I don't really have a sweet tooth right now... Not like it matters to you, does it?

Kazuki: Just remember, you should do anything to prevent your friends from harm, no matter what!

Shirou: Yes, I fight for my friends!

K + S: Never lose hope! A wildcard awakens!

"It's time for you to go! I'm pressing the delete button!"

PRESS TO CONTINUE – BEGIN!

Where was he? He was clearly upon some sort of red platform, the green lines forming a mesh over it meant to be wireframe if Kazuki was thinking right. The boy stepped back, a small dusting of surprise over his face as the small interface popped up, a pair of buttons, green with the word 'SAVE' done in LEDs of a similar colour and the other, a glowing crimson decorated with the word 'QUIT' splattered on in… paint?

"Huh? Miss Koizumi?" Kazuki asked, a second platform holding the Super High School Level photographer captive in a chair, a deep blue tainting fair skin as the various guns came out around her, all misshapen like he had sometimes done if he was modelling upon a bad day. Looking to the buttons again, there was only one clear choice for the Game Developer, a single glance towards brown eyes desperately calling out for help. A hand slammed down, the green button letting out a pleasant buzz as the steel surrounding Mahiru disappeared, the exact same situation opening fire upon his own body, a torrent of rubber bullets pummeling his body as before a second could pass, Mahiru was sent back into the darkness.

Left panting upon the floor surrounded by an ocean of rubber, Kazuki looked up at the second screeching of motors, Teruteru tied up like a hog and surrounded by flamethrowers. They too weren't a sophisticated system, the tubes pentagons and roughly edged, as if it had been carved by a blind man. The chef was trembling like mad, a natural response to the idea that you couldn't defend yourself as your flesh was about to be roasted like a pig. The LEDs in front of the green button had changed now; a post-it note sudden attached above done in his own rough scrawl.

"No more save points have been implemented – remember to do that later."

"It's not like it's a choice!" Kazuki grunted, slamming down once more upon the green button, now designated as 'CONTINUE'. The same breath of relief escaped the boy as the various burning weapons folded away from his position, only to have their wrath brought down upon Kazuki, the various welts born from the bullets now being seared by the fires. The green haired boy (though the green was occasionally ruined by black) wasn't stupid, he could see that as long as he didn't move, and frankly, he didn't think he could, the flame streams would avoid the main part of his body, merely leaving their scorches upon various parts of his body.

The heat left a haze, the boy tenderly reaching up to the various welts and burns, discarding the burnt remains of his precious Crombie. The next victim came from the darkness a moment after Teruteru disappeared, Sonia's frozen expression of horror carving into his mind as the Super High School Level princess found herself surrounded by various malformed blades, though from the vicious roaring that filled the air, it did little to remove from their effectiveness. There wasn't a need for words as the green button was pressed in once more, a stoic face carved from stone acting as his mask as the metal tore through his flesh. It was rather strange look, one that Kazuki would never choose for himself – he wouldn't have been comfortable with the exposed chest, large amount of leg and vicious cuts.

The princess gave way for Fuyuhiko, the boy struggling against his bonds like mad as machines made of green came out, large boxing gloves being the clear indicator of what was to come next. What could he say in this situation? It was either take it for himself or let his friends suffer the fate specifically designed for him. As they disappeared from the Super High school yakuza's side to come to his, Kazuki gave a farewell to the boy, Fuyuhiko disappearing to Kazuki's blood stained salute as the gloves came up upon his body. Though the various strikes moved him about much more, a ragdoll between blood soaked walls, they did little to rattle the game developer, the same face remaining upon his visage.

The tortures kept coming, various classmates met by odd death traps, the green button quickly becoming decorated by red as Kazuki continued over and over again. He easily realised the whole point of the trap by the time that Hiyoko's form rose up to be met by a spike shooting trap, the majority of his skin hidden from the girl by the essence of life that replaced his ruined clothes apart from the underwear that was oddly avoided. Eventually, met by the final arrival, Chiaki looked on in shock at Kazuki's brutalised form, a giant crusher hovering above her with the style of a delete key from a keyboard.

The strange addition was the same interface in front of the Super High School gamer, the only difference being that both buttons had a green tone along with two words – 'SAVE' and 'SAVE' in reach of her. Her hands were free, but upon the steel platform, it wasn't as if she could do anything much other that click on one of the buttons in front of her. From her viewing place, she was given a great show of what the button did, her hand reaching out. This time though, she wasn't given a view of the mutation Kazuki's red button, the paint changed for 'UNDO' as a second post-it quickly stained unreadable, but not before Super High School Game Developer was able to read it.

"Will reverse last change. Last change: both buttons will act as quit, no matter their designation."

'Well, I can't let Miss Nanami get hurt!' the boy declared in his mind, mouth to busy panting for air to make the words out loud. Quickly slamming down upon the changed red button, followed by the green, he looked up to Chiaki's horrified façade.

As soon as her fingers pushed down, there was no chance the pink haired girl would be able to stop. The SAVEs written upon were quickly changed for 'DELETE' the sound of the crusher moving before she could even verbally speak.

"If… I let them… take it… they wouldn't die…" Kazuki explained, Chiaki flinching at the sheer reservation she heard in the normally cheerful boy's tone. "But… I'm stupid… I couldn't let them… be hurt… no matter what. Together… they are definitely deadly… Bye, Chiaki."

The Super High School Game Developer was deleted before she could even say goodbye.

"NO!"

"Kazuki? What's up?"

The glare of the screen in his room was disoriented, the boy rubbing his bloodless eyes with the sleeve of his Crombie. He really shouldn't have been doing so, but it wasn't as if it would be completely destroyed by simply wiping his ey- that's not the issue!

Deep breaths entered Kazuki as he looked to his side, Chiaki clearly recovering from the effects of sleep as the girl yawned. Without words, the gamer quickly found her arms full of boy, the green blocking her vision preventing her from clearly viewing the wetness that she found staining her chest. It wasn't as if she had much of an example as to what she should do in this situation, merely settling for a small circle upon his back, a hum of Gala Omega's theme tune in his ear.

"I… will make sure no one hurts you, or any of the others…" it was small, but she had trained her ears from hundreds of rhythm games to hear the smaller details; it was as clear as day for Chiaki. Maybe the stress of making his game as well as recent events was getting to him, the exams were soon to come up, but he had been having a great time when his sister visited; she had been sure that would cheer him up enough.

'He's scared for us… He's scared for me.' The girl mused, the small shakes slowly lessening as she released her grip, the boy falling asleep once more in an instant. 'And he really likes his sleep like me.'

Most would naturally assume that as a gamer, she was weak, but that didn't stop her from lifting the boy onto his bed, hanging the coat strew across the covers onto the back of his chair. A few quick clicks had the game work he had done on hold, saved and shut down; he wouldn't mind if she was saving energy. It was only as she tried to leave when things got awkward.

'Miss… Nanami… Chiaki…'

"He used my name…?" that was first. It was a harsh blow to the usual image the boy put on, a cheerful young thing bursting with enthusiasm, trying to find the time to spend with everyone at least once, usually to his detriment. Seeing the writhing shape in the covers, there was little for Chiaki to do. She would be at his side like he promised he would for her. The chair wasn't far from his side, a useful part of her game skills meaning she could do it all with only a single hand. With a hand resting upon the boy's now calm body, it was a simple task of restarting her game.

All she would have to do is press to continue.

"Right then! This is a schedule for the practical exams that start tomorrow. IF any of you need to do something to prepare, then you have to get it done today, alright?" Chisa explained, a happy smile upon her face. "In the Hope's Peak Academy main course, we don't have final exams by term. Instead, we hold a single set of practical exams at the end of the year. IF the returned results turn out as poor, then you risk the loss of your position at this school, but there's no way anyone here could possibly fail! It's the chance to use your talents and truly show off to the examiners exactly what you're capable of doing!"

Silence. The frown began to pull at the edges of her lips as she looked to Kazuki and Chiaki, the two most likely to be able to pull everyone out of the funk they had entered, but the two held grim expressions of their own. It was natural that there would be some apprehension around the class; there was no way you'd get all of the people to actively enjoy the prospect of being judged for the very thing that made you extremely special, but the depression bore down like Atlas's burden. This was going to be difficult.

Instead, Chisa had been toiling away hard within the staffroom, trying to find some form of motivation for her group when the knock came, greeted by the smile of Nagito.

"You really want me to cancel the exam?" the teacher repeated, a serene nod escaping the white haired boy. "Everyone certainly is feeling a bit gloomy…"

"Unlike me, the others are practically bursting with talent; they will easily ace any exam that would be put to them. In this state however, they clearly can't be performing at their best. The chance for a moment where all their talents shine most brightly is at risk here, and is that not the point of the exams?" Nagito reasoned, the orange haired teacher giving an awkward chuckle.

""Well, I'd also like to make that possible, but with all of the media coverage for the event that's planned, cancelling the whole thing might prove to be a little difficult…" Who wouldn't want to see the greatest hopes for the future demonstrating their skills? It was a reassurance that Hope's Peak was only accepting the best of the best, it was a chance for children to get an inspiration of their own and it would give the people supporting the reassurance that things were going well. The bright smile gave way to a small frown, Nagito holding down his once gesturing hands.

"Is that so…? I understand." The boy softly stated, Chisa perking up in confusion in her seat.

"Wait, that's it? You're just going to give up so easily?" the ex-Super High School Level housekeeper asked, receiving a bow in return.

"Naturally. I must thank you very much Miss Yukizome." Nagito intoned, waking out of the staffroom without another word.

"Well, I guess it was a bit too much to ask for." The white haired boy mused aloud as he strolled down the corridor, empty classrooms through the glass. Just because Chisa was trying to get everyone in class, doesn't mean that the other years were as motivated in time. Surely they were just taking the personal time in order to perfect their crafts individually, to be a ray of hope for the future in their own right. "In that case, I'll just have to do this myself… No, he should be a good choice."

The game over soundbite rang out as Chiaki held down the game console, looking to the side with a sigh. Nope, still just her lunch. Hajime had promised to come meet with her and Kazuki at the fountain once more, but the lack of either boy was starting to get a little distressing.

"I'm sorry I'm late! I had to make sure I had everything I wanted to give Kazuki!"

Hajime was certain he had gotten all of the papers he wanted, care taken not to have them spill all over the place. Panting as soon as he came to a stop next to the girl, he met her questioning eyes, merely passing the sheets to Chiaki.

"He wanted me to see if I could come up with any ideas, so I just did some rough things in my spare time. I also got stopped with an offer by the staff, so I had to deal with that." The reserve course student explained, scanning the barren area. "Hey, where is Kazuki anyway?"

"An offer by the staff?" Chiaki parroted, followed by a shrug. "I don't think Kazuki's coming. What did the staff offer you to do?"

"Apparently it was top secret, a way to get me into the main course without having to do anything." Hajime explained, looking down to his barren hands. "But after seeing all you two have done… I think I want to get into the main course through my own talent, not through cheating and secrecy. If my hands don't hold potential, then I don't deserve to be there. I'll prove that I'm worth bringing into the main course."

They had proven to be rather prickly when it came to explaining what exactly they wanted to do, other than somehow give a student every single talent possible. The idea was outrageous, but they promised that they had the ability to do so and Hajime was rather swayed towards thinking so as well. After all, they were a research school as well as a normal academy. But it felt almost as if it was cheating, that he wouldn't deserve any of the things he would be able to do if he agreed.

Besides, every single talent? Did he really want to be known as something like the ultimate pillow maker? Janitor? Wouldn't something like being a super model even count? They could have someone else do that, he would be fine developing a talent from something he actually enjoyed, like Chiaki and Kazuki. Where could that boy be, anyway?

"So why am I here with you again?" Kazuki asked, following the Super High School Level luck as he entered the room, a dark area, without even a by your leave Sure, he had said that he wanted to get something special that would help everyone make sure their exams were the best, but he hadn't really explained more than that. There was a single student within, eyes focused intently upon the dropper in hand. "And should we really b-!"

"Hello there!"

"AAAHHH!"

The rest of the pink… something, entered, a small cloud erupting from the test tube as she turned an angered face to Nagito the boy leaning back with hands up in surrender as she tore into him.

"Do you have a death wish!?" the girl asked incredulously, pulling away the face mask to reveal braced teeth. With blue hair that fell to her shoulders, or would do if it didn't curl back up through some strange technique, she was remarkably pretty for being alone in the dark without any friends to watch or help.

"My apologies! I merely just wanted to get a laxative I asked for." The white haired boy asked, the girl placing down her test tube with the utmost care as she stood from her seat. A sudden knocking at the door had the three all turn to it, quickly degrading into a furious banging.

"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR! SEIKO, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE, JUST LET ME IN!" a masculine voice roared, Kazuki turning to the Super High School Pharmacist with a questioning look, moving at her nod.

"Um, your laxative should be on the farthest shelf at the very back of the storage room. It's the one on the right side of the upper shelf."

"Oi, Seiko! You have to come and see this quick!" a blonde boy had barged straight past Kazuki, bear knocking him to the ground as he grabbed an iron hold of Seiko's arm, a small sound of protest as she forcibly dragged her out.

"I'm going to follow them Mr. Komaeda! You get what you wanted to get!" the game developer cried, the room barren before even a reply could come. It was a short dash to follow up, a screeching stop as soon as his eyes fell upon the same sight as Seiko's and the other boy's.

It was definitely his mind which began the cacophony of anguished wails, his eyes struggling to fully take in the sight before him as they flicked across the body. There was no mistaking it this time, the pallet knife somehow leaving several stab wounds. Various decorations had been splattered upon her body, her mouth holding a cream puff in a terrified expression. The red soaked into the white icing poured upon her chest, but that didn't make her any less distinguishable. He had been hoping to try one of her treats too.

Andou Ruruka had been murdered.

Isn't that just lovely? So, Hajime is on his way to not becoming Izuru, Andou is dead, Natsumi is still alive and the one who originally was meant to kick this all off is dead. What's Happening!? The changes will be put in place soon, and I fear that there will be the echo of guns to deal with... As I said before, the chapter won't come out next week, but the one after that, so please look forward to it.