The Lost Paradise of Our Despair (SYOC) Chapter 17: FINALE: Atlas Shrugged, a dangan ronpa kibou no gakuen to zetsubou no koukousei fanfic

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This is eternal damnation for my tortured soul.

Nothing can save me from this fate. I'm the one who decided to do it. Mei didn't have to die but my selfish hands took her life anyway. There was no blood yet the color red stains my hands. It's all my fault. Listening to Monokuma was all my doing. Now everybody else is dead, mass executed because of my cruel actions. All except one. I don't know what happened to her. She just decided to leave and now she's gone, gone with the only hope of ever escaping.

No escape. No escape. No escape.

Not even my talent can save me from this damn place. Nothing to do but imagine a world where this damn game didn't happen. Where everything that went wrong in my life never happened. But I'm nothing more than a monster walking around in human skin. A monster trying to fool all the sheep with a laughable smile. The sheep were dumb to walk right into the claws of the wolf.

Walking into the kitchen, I take a seat. There is a mirror facing me that was not there before. It is dusty and old, with most of the glass broken and useless for anything other than murder. In the middle, however, there is my face. It may have been human before. Not anymore. It's been hours, days, weeks, months, years. I truly don't know. Not years though, everything is set to destroy itself in like five months or something.

"We're gonna have a lot more time together. Don't try to escape we ever again." Monokuma pops out. He's the same as always. There's no escape from him. Even escaping out of this place you will only find yourself in a world controlled by despair and nothingness. No hope exists anymore.

"Of course not. I just need some time to myself, that's all." I look at my phone but it does not give me any joy anymore. Nothing does. There are no tears in my eyes as I throw the phone at the mirror. Nothing breaks. Everything stays the same as always. No change. No reason for change as well. All these days I have only woken up, find some way to numb the pain, eat, and then go back to bed. Such a boring cycle.

"One of these days you'll finally break. You'll finally learn the wonders of despair." But I find no reason. Enjoying despair is something beyond my reach as a monster. Despair is such a human emotion. I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling. It's not like any of the buzz words they force feed us.

"Monokuma, I'll never give in. If I didn't fall in despair out there, I won't in here." I find no reason to continue this meaningless conversation. Monokuma follows after me but I don't care. Fighting against him will only waste energy. The monster has to find some way to keep sanity in here. The walls are starting to close in, laughing at every step I take.

"Don't underestimate me. I'll find a way to get to you. We got all the time in the world here."

Space is beautiful yet frightening. There's no way to escape the everlasting void. The void is better than here. But I highly doubt Monokuma will allow me to do anything like that. Monokuma gets nothing out of this relationship yet he still continues to try. Both of us are too stubborn for our own good. Time to watch more anime that they have here. Perhaps play games? But both of those remind me of the times with everybody else. Especially Mei. I have no right to do anything that Mei would do.

"Welcome to the first day of your new life! I hope you're excited because I am!" Monokuma exclaims. He is way too excited.

"I'm not gonna play any of your games, Monokuma. Bother somebody else," I respond.

"Ahem, we're in space! I can't bother anybody else! We're kinda stuck in here together." But I just want him to leave. I have killed him so many times but another one of him appears to take his place. One day I just spent the day whacking away at all of the Monokumas. There has to be a stop to them. We are in the real world so he can't just summon eight billion more. With the way the world is now, I wouldn't be surprised if these things are mass produced.

"You know what, we're thinking of starting a new game with all your buddies from before. Isn't that exciting?" Everything stops. Monokuma is trying to get under my skin. There has to be a lie somewhere but he has a strangely serious face.

"How is that even possible?"

"Oh, I won't tell you my secrets. After all, you're not a despair yet. Which is what our new playdates will be for! You need friends or else you'll go a little insane. And, believe it or not, but insanity isn't exactly the same thing as despair. You can believe in hope and still be completely off your rocker." Monokuma gets closer to me. I try to get away yet run into a wall.

"I. Won't. Give. In. Fucker."

"Blah blah blah, insert cliche that's what they all say quote here." Monokuma cannot do anything. I don't know what happened to the Despairs working in this set. They probably all committed mass suicide or escaped. Considering that they have been trying to do this for so long with so many mistakes, I don't blame them. A part of me wonders how it feels like to have the air from your lungs brutally ripped out by your own doing. The monster needs a death that is as painful as the fate I forced the others to go through.

"Try me, Monokuma. You tried with the game. I may have killed somebody but I haven't given into your will." Monokuma has to realize we don't have much time left. I look at the clock ticking. Instead of dreading my eventual death, I welcome it with open arms. Strangely it's the machine running away from the fate that everything faces. Even the universe eventually dies. No use in running away from it. These games are littered with the bodies of the deceased. They're cleaned up, probably blasted into space, but the outlines are still here. The overwhelming atmosphere in the rooms that it happened.

"Puhuhuhuhu. Let's see how long you'll continue to think like that. You've got the potential to become the greatest despair! Too bad you can't unleash your fury on the world that did this to you and so many others. The world is to blame for Team Dangan Ronpa's existence. If the world didn't allow the greedy pigs to feast on the lambs, an act against nature, none of this would've happened."

"That's strangely political, Monokuma," I reply. He only laughs.

"Such a naive child."

Despair.

Despair is the only thing that fucking matters in this world. Everything else is a lie.

The investigation team searches the whole spaceship that they just found. An anonymous tip told them that there was a chance a Killing Game was hosted inside it. Ever since the TV show started, the Future Foundation was getting swamped by reports of Killing Games. The world is slowly but surely getting taken over by the cruel organization known as Team Dangan Ronpa. Even with this, it was surprising that they were able to fund an endeavor like this. They must have gotten to a country that actually has money and used their wealth to fund this operation. Right now, there is a war between the Committee and Team Dangan Ronpa but everybody already knows the victor.

"What the fuck? Is that a person? God, be careful! It's in the kitchen! Rio, watch out! Goddammit! Nami, make sure-Ah!" The static at the end of the walkie talkie of one of the soldiers becomes overwhelming. They slowly make their way into the kitchen. When they reach it, the team that they told to go ahead all laid on the ground, dead. All of them have been stabbed. One of them, however, has clunks of her flesh missing, like somebody bit into her.

"We have to search the rest of the rooms to see what could have possibly done this, okay?" The rest of the team searches the rest of the spaceship together. Their guns are loaded and ready to shoot. Opening the doors, they eventually arrive at a place that looks like a gym of some kind. There is a body there, severely decayed and brutalized. Looking around cautiously, the team walk towards the body. They are way too late to end the game but there must be clues inside to help them stop Team Dangan Ronpa's games.

The body does not have any external wounds. Because of the bones being visible, due to the figure's lack of clothing, it could be assumed that this person sadly starved to death. It is hard to find the body to be human first due to how misshapen it is. Does not help that the person had their eyes removed as well. Their skin looks more like a liquidy paste. One of the new younger soldiers looks like they are about to puke.

"Sasaki, be careful and analyze the body. We have to see if they have any identification of them. If they are not a known Ultimate, this must have a pretty good fake," the captain, Ren, orders. He keeps the guard of everybody up to look for the killer. Team Dangan Ronpa must have abandoned this site if they were using it. They could not understand how there is a person still inside. Although watching the show would make their jobs easier, there is too much of a chance of them being brainwashed.

"Alright, I'm analyzing the body. Wait...how is this..." Before she could finish her sentence, Sasaki has a knife in her throat. Everybody is in shock as they see the body that they assume moving directly to them. Everything about the way the body moves is wrong. Many of the people wondered how such a feat is possible, but then they remind themselves of the powerful effects of despair.

The body stops when one of the soldiers shoots it down. Everybody, including Ren who has been on hundreds of these missions, stare in horror. Team Dangan Ronpa is getting stronger and stronger. And there's nothing that they can do about it. The body does not move again.

"That monster should not move again," one of the soldiers tells them. Ren sighs. They could have taken the body back to headquarters to at least get information. There is a new program that is getting focus on reverting despair, but that is more focused on members of the Future Foundation. There is no way to tell who the body is. All of their hair is missing and teeth gone.

"We should investigate the rest of spaceship. Once we finish, we can return to the headquarters for the next mission. Seems like this one was a failure," Ren commands. However, they are all surprised when a screen comes down and Monokuma is on it. They all prepare for the worse.

"Hello, my precious friends! Seems like it has been six months. Oh, how sad. Time for the grand finale of this season!"

The soldiers are about to ask what is going on before the whole place exploded. All of their bodies are turned to ash, along with everything involving the other Killing Game. While the fires still burn, a Monokuma with a jetpack flies over with a dastardly smile on his face.

"I told you that you'll fall into despair. The whole world too! Everybody will finally be equal is despair and death!"

"This game is finally over," The Master smiles. "Now we can finally focus on something worthwhile. I was thinking about doing something with butterflies. But that might be a long time away. Let's just say that the fans of our series will freak out about this! Aren't you so excited? We've so many ideas. And the Committee is playing right into our hands, creating more Ultimates and even building a new Hope's Peak. I just know that you're proud of me."

The Master is all by herself.

"Be that way. I'll always be excited about these projects. There are so many possible storylines to explore! So many characters that can become a fan favorite! Locations to truly bring to life! I wonder if we can possibly get the rights to places like the Fox Village and Cat Island. Those would be fun. Especially if we find people that are allergic!"

"Personally, I think that's all garbage. There's no justice in that. Just take down the Committee already if you truly care about that shit," somebody says. The Master knows who she is already. She may not be in the room but she is in her heart.

"This has never been about justice. It's been all about making them feel the pain that we have. That there is what we call revenge. You should know about that," the Master says to herself. She begins to perform. There might be nobody else there but all the world is a stage. The Master just happens to be one of the players. A player that is by herself with nowhere else to go. But, when in the lonely abyss, the Master remembers how to smile and bow for the invisible audience. The audience of readers thinking they are safe because a nonexistent fourth wall is supposed to protect them from fiction.

But the Master will always be by herself, even in a crowd of billions of people. The weight of the world becomes less heavy when Atlas decides to shrug it off onto the throne.

LPoD is now over and now it's time to focus on the real DiOS. Time to screw with everyone's head because I got a lot of crazy shit planned. I can't believe I thought of this. I'm truly insane.

Thank you for supporting this project. I love you guys so much. The new DiOS is already like eight billion times better than the old one but I still had fun with this story. I've become a lot better of a writer thanks to all of you guys. It's truly insane how much I've improved in the span of two years. I never thought this would happen. *dies*

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TheUnkindledHunter-It truly is something. Thanks so much, I'm excited to write this story because it's truly insane. I'm insane with this and BI. AH. MoDE is just looking at all the other stories and walking away slowly since it's the only one that's at least slightly sane. Himura is best boi but I can't tell you more on what he's doing because of the clear spoilers. The Master will take very good care of him. ;) Thanks so much, prepare for so much more suffering with all of these characters.

tobi-is-an-artist-too-ETSUKO WILL NEVER TELL YOU HER SECRETS...except if she wants to mess with you and see how you react. Then she will gladly do so. Yes, you officially exist and make everybody suffer more. Muscle Baby will continue to be Muscle Baby. Thanks so much. I love all the hype my crazy plans are getting. Somebody stop me before I do a mass execution with like five-hundred people. Please.

Scissor-Snipper-What a great thing to wake up to. I love being meta way too much. Somebody stop me before I get way too meta...wait, it's probably way too late for that.

TheRoseShadow21-*screeches with you* Always be prepared for the worse when I decide to actually warn people about stuff. Thanks so much. The reboot is gonna blow so many minds. Including mine. Even though I write the goddamn thing. Sometimes I still read what happens in my story and think to myself how the Hell I was able to even think of something like this.

Ziggymia123-Even when people predict what will happen, I'm like...yeah that but much worse. Thanks so much. I had way too much fun writing Shiro's execution. With all of these executions. But especially Shiro's because he's my boi and deserves love but then I'm like lol there's no happiness here. You can call the Master Missy but then she'll have to kill you.