Here we are, the last chapter of this story! I hope you'll like it ^^

warning: spoiler for Super Danganronpa 2 and Danganronpa 3.


Sixteen capsules were around a weird big computer-like machine. Fifthteen of them were occupied by a person that appeared to be sleeping in it. The 16th one was empty, and there was a woman near it. Her hair was red and long, tied up with a red and white ribbon in a single ponytail that was hanging in front of her left shoulder. She was gazing at the capsules with regret, as well as determination, the resolve make the right thing.

"Ryo...I mean...Junko?"

The red haired woman turned back, to discover who was the one calling her with such incertitude.

"Indeed, my name is Junko. Not Enoshima Junko, but still Junko, onee-san."

"Onee-san?"

"Well, according to my memory, you're my older sister. Or perhaps you'd prefer that I call you Mukuro-san? Ikusaba-san? Or perhaps by your true given name…"

"No, it's fine, you can call me the way you want." Mukuro replied. "What happened to your eye? Why you left one...is blue…?"

Once again, Junko looked at the empty capsule, while instinctively brushing her face.

"After what happened in the virtual reality, my eye got damaged for real. Not as seriously as in the virtual reality, but my sight is less good with my left eye now. That's why I'd to wear a contact lense to see well." Junko explained.

"Okay, but...why a blue one? Like those you used to wear...as Enoshima Junko."

"Uh, there's not really an answer for that. Just that I felt like it was fitting the person I am now."

Mukuro approached her and stand by her side, looking at her with concern.

"How are you exactly? You're no longer Enoshima Junko, nor Otonashi Ryoko…"

"I already told you. You can call me Otonashi Junko."

"That's not what I asked. That's just your name. If you aren't either of those two, then who are you? You have all you memory, so how can you not be one of them…"

"The Junko you used to know was the product of lust for despair, while Ryoko was the true Ultimate Analyst who hadn't been corrupted by despair yet. Ryoko sacrificed herself by destroying the source of despair, her talent. Without the source, Enoshima Junko can not longer exist, but without her analytical mind, so does Ryoko. Though, I still have analytical skills higher than the average, but not enough to be a talent. I thought that it was what you had planned when you sent Ryoko inside the virtual reality."

"Not really...yes, I'd plan for her to destroy the source of despair, her talent, but...I didn't expect it to also destroy Ryoko's persona. I thought she would just be...well, still Ryoko but without her talent. I didn't understand that she was the personification of her analytical mind...I thought she would just be cured from despair and be back to the person she used to be when we were kids…"

"Unfortunately, it isn't possible. When we were kids, I had my analytical mind, so damaging it made it impossible for me to be back to who I used to be. I may call myself by my old name, but I'm really a new person. Sorry if I disappointed you…"

"No! Don't apologize, it's not your fault. I'm just glad that my sister is alive and not obsess with despair anymore."

Mukuro gently put her hand on Junko's shoulder and showed her a soft smile. The latter felt somewhat bad. She remembered how the old her used to treat her older sister.

"I'm sorry, for the way my old self treated you. I'm not like her anymore. But despite being bad, she...she truly loved you, in her own twisted way. That's why she tried to kill you, because she knew your death would cause her great despair, just as when she killed Matsuda-kun."

"No need to apologize over her actions, you aren't her. I already knew she loved me, but thanks for confirming it. I loved her too, and I hope...we can have a sisterly relationship, like true sisters."

To hear those words gave some comfort to Junko, she also wished that she could viewed Mukuro as her sister.

"I may be a new person, but there's still some fragments of my two past selves in me. I represent Ryoko's hope. Before she ceased to exist, her last wish...was to be able to feel hope. I'm born from her desire to be freed from despair and to be free to have hope. I'm her hope...and I think that I'm also the hope of the old Junko somehow. I know she hated hope, but I feel like...deep down she was wishing to be normal, she had the desire to feel excitement in her life, but couldn't because of her analytical mind. This is why I believe she secretly wished to be a normal girl. My existence satisfy both their hope. I'm freed from despair, and I'm now a normal girl."

"I see, you...you are the product of my sister's secret desire, a desire that herself may have never realized or accepted."

"Otonashi...san?"

Junko turned back and discovered that Naegi was now in the room with them.

"Yes, Otonashi is my name. You can still call me that way, Naegi-kun."

"Ah, I wasn't sure, sorry. I'm still a little bit confused about this...uh? You eye...why are you still wearing the contact lense? The broadcast was days ago."

Couple of day ago, Junko had made a broadcast while being dressed as her old self. She pretended to still be the True Ultimate Despair to order to her followers to go to a specific place, where they had been almost all captured.

"Ah, this...my eye don't see well anymore, that's why...and somehow I find it fitting to have a blue contact lense." Junko explained. "Anyway, how the de-brainshawing went?"

"It went well, it worked, thanks to Mitarai-kun. Well, thanks to you too. You're the one who convinced him to do it. The poor guy was feeling so guilty about the brainwash video that he didn't even want to work on another video again."

"I didn't do that much. I just...talked to him. Apologized to him. And told him that he needed to forgive himself if he wanted to keep going and have hope again."

"You really are good when it's time to speak about hope, Otonashi-san. You understood the true meaning of hope, even Tengan-san trusts you and forgave you."

"But not Munakata-san nor Sakakura-san. Both of them want me dead, especially since they learned what I did to Yukizome-san." Junko replied.

"Well, what I did to her you mean...I never told them about her because I knew they would never forgive me, so I decided to wait and keep an eye on her." Mukuro added.

"It's true that now Future Foundation is divided in multiple factions, one that forgave you, one that is neutral to you, and one...who still wants to kill you. But don't worry, me and all our classmates are on your side. We'll continue to tell people that you aren't the True Ultimate Despair anymore, and to protect you." Naegi began to say. "And don't feel bad over Yukizome-san. She's at the hospital right now, she's receiving a special treatment to undo the brainwashing. In her case, it happened physically, so she'll have a surgery to fix her brain."

Junko was glad to hear that her old classmates had her back. Naegi glanced at the occupied capsules.

"I'm still wondering, why using the Neo World Program for them? Now that Mitarai-kun had made a de-brainwashing video, we could use it on them…" Naegi began to say.

"Unlike the other Ultimates Despair, those didn't just saw the regular despair video. It was another one made especially for them, to make them...fall into a deepest despair. I'm not sure the new video is enough to repair the damage...and I feel like it's my duty to save them. I want to allow them to have a normal school life, a hopeful one, since because of me...my past self, they couldn't. This is how I'll atone for what the old Junko did to them, but unfortunately...I can't fix the death of Nanami-san."

"Wouldn't it be weird for them, since...you're younger?" Mukuro asked.

"In the Neo World Program, they will have their appearance before they started to attend Hope's Peak Academy, while in my case, I'll look the same as I'm now. So I'll be slightly older than them." Junko replied. "I'd to do this. I may not feel like I'm the old Junko, but I still got her memory. I don't really feel a lot of emotions, but...I do feel like it's my responsibility to fix her mess. She made the world fall into despair, so it's my duty to help the world recover from it. I believe that when one broke something, they must fix it and even make it better to atone. This is why I won't just clean her mess, but make the world a better place. It may sounds bad to use a tragedy to make something better, but I have to. I'll spend my entire life if it's what it takes to spread enough hope to compensate for all the despair my old self caused, and even more."

Suddenly, a soft smile appeared on Naegi's lips.

"Now I see why some people call you that way." He said.

"Uh? How do they call me?"

"They call you...the Ultimate Hope."

Junko remained speechless. She was really not expecting that.

"What? Me, the Ultimate Hope? I can't be! I...I was the Ultimate Despair, I can't...I thought you should be the Ultimate Hope."

"I didn't do anything to deserve that title, but you...you're the one who truly defeat Enoshima Junko. You are trying to spread hope everywhere in the world…"

"Yes, to fix my own mess. And it wasn't me who defeated her, it was Ryoko."

"Naegi-kun is right." Mukuro replied. "You are the one who's currently spreading the most hope. And you said it yourself, you are a different person then the old Junko. You're not trying to fix your mess, but hers. You take responsibility for her crimes, even though they weren't yours. You are truly accomplish great things with your hope, you even help Mitarai-kun. So don't diminish yourself because of what your past self did. You are a different person, born from Ryoko's hope, and even from...the old Junko. You may be the sole hope the Ultimate Despair may even had, it must be meaningful. I also believe that you deserved the title of Ultimate Hope."

Junko suddenly felt a intense feeling of joy, and she could help but bursting into laugh.

"How ironic! The former True Ultimate Despair, becoming the Ultimate Hope! Even the old Junko or Ryoko couldn't have predict that, it's truly an unpredictable outcome!" Junko exclaimed with tears coming from her eyes.

"Are you...crying?" Mukuro asked, worried.

"Uh?I don't think so…" Junko replied as she wiped the tears on her cheek. "Those tears...aren't mine. They must be...remains of my old selves, deep down in me. Those are tears of joy. Both of them must be...happy. This outcome satisfied both of them in a different way."

Junko looked once again at the empty capsule.

"It's time for me to go. Is there anyone else who know we're one Jabberwock Island?" Junko asked.

"Only our allies. The others are still searching where the Ultimates Despair had been brought to. Don't worry, we'll make sure they won't find you." Naegi replied.

"Thanks. I'm counting on you. I'll go there now…"

"Wait!" Mukuro exclaimed. "You...you'll be gone for at least two years. Let me..say you goodbye properly, as your big sister."

After she said those words, Mukuro hugged Junko fondly.

"Don't worry, it's not like we won't talk to each other during those two years. We can still contact each other." Junko said.

"I know, but...it won't be the same. Take care of yourself, and be cautious."

"I'll. Thanks, onee-chan. Say goodbye to the others for me."

Junko laid in the capsule. She showed them a kind smile before closing her eyes, ready to accomplish what she viewed as her duty, as the top closed above her body.


"You...who are you and what are we doing on this island?" Hajime asked with a suspicious glare. "You arrived later than everyone else, and you are an adult. You aren't a student, don't you?"

The red haired woman was surrounded by fifthteen teenagers, on the beach. They all looked at her with confusion. Those students, they are the Ultimates Despair, but they don't remember it. They went back to those they used to be, before they attend Hope's Peak Academy. This virtual reality had for goal to create them new memory to undone the effect of the despair video.

"You're on Jabberwock Island. This is a special program for your class made by Hope's Peak. You'll attend your classes here and make friends, as well as experiencing good memories and hope."

"Did you say hope? I'm all for it then!" Nagito exclaimed.

"It still doesn't explain who you are and what's your goal." Hajime insisted, distrustful.

A soft smile appeared on the woman's lips, as she introduced herself, which caused Nagito to have sparkes of admiration in his eyes.

"I'll be your teacher. My name is Otonashi Junko, and I used to be the Ultimate Analyst until I'd an accident that damage my brain. Now I'm known as the Ultimate Hope. I hope we'll get along, my dear students."


This is the end! Wow, that awkward moment when Junko became the Ultimate Hope. No one see that coming. I kinda teared up because I realized that I'd technically killed Ryoko and it made me sad ^^' (I'd also teared up while writing the previous chapter for the same reason).

So, what did you think of the ending? Did it satisfy you? Have you notice the recurring pattern in each chapter? Don't hesitate to tell me in a review!

Thanks everyone to have followed this story, I hope you liked it.