I don't own dangan ronpa.


"What will it be this time?" Makoto thought as he opened his eyes.

He was back in the desk, once again. But this time, something felt different. Instead of the typical wood and metal chair and desk he was used to, there was a floating piece of plastic with the wooden part doing the same. The luckster then stood up and quickly made his way out, only to find himself in a hallway.

"My, My, My..." Our protagonist froze as a figure approached...