Danganronpa Survivor AU

╰┈➤Again...?

Prologue

Why...

Why again?

It's happened before...more than once...so why again?

Who would do this?

The last thing I remember...

I...

I barely remember it...

Escaping...

It was me, Maki, and Himiko...

I remember going home and seeing my parents...

Then...

I sighed in shock and relief.

Is this it?

Are-

Are we safe?

Am I safe?

I stepped inside, the words "Mom and dad...?" escaped my lips.

I heard their voices.

But just as I got closer...

...

I was knocked out.

My previously scratched face hit the ground, earning me a few new scratches here and there.

I woke up in a bed.

A creaky one, might I say.

I crawled out, and looked around.

The windows were broken and boards bound them, keeping me from escaping.

The room was plain white, some stains were located in a couple spots.

There was a door.

It said it led to a lobby...and so I opened it.

I was blinded by an overwhelming light.

"Psh...over here Shuichi..."

I shielded my eyes as a mysterious voice called my name.

The words slipped off its tongue...they spoke as if what they were saying was a curse.

I hesitated, was this a good idea?

It hissed, "Follow me~"

And almost as if I was on autopilot, my legs started moving.

Right leg.

Left leg.

Right.

Left.

Right. Left. Right. Left.

I just kept going.

The thing led me through long, narrow halls.

We didn't stop for a while.

Just then...

There was a cliff; on the other side of the gap was a door. Looking down, I saw something in the pitch black abyss. A faint light was shining at the bottom.

"Jump."

The thing instructed, I looked in its direction as if it were crazy.

Its long arms escaped its sides, and it-

It pushed me.

Down, down.

I descended.

I wanted to scream.

I couldn't, the shock was too much.

Was I about to die?

I finally fell to the bottom, in a pool of water.

I descended again, this time into the dark pits of a watery hell.

I was going to die, wasn't I?

I accepted my fate with open arms.

I always knew it'd end terribly, and in the moment I almost wanted to smile.

Closing my eyes, I got ready.

I subconsciously opened my mouth, the water quickly rushed in.

I still smiled.

Just then, I almost passed out.

Down...

Down...

Down...

But then...

I was swooped up by a mystical being.

It welcomed me with open arms.

I caught a look at it.

I couldn't make out the creature, I just knew it was supposed to save me.

My smile disappeared as my vision went black.

What was going to happen?

My fate rests in this being's hands.

I trusted this higher being...

I mean it saved me after all.

End of Prologue

Cut to the present, I was sitting in this classroom.

The windows were boarded from the outside, just like when I first arrived to this hell hole.

I looked around, desks and chairs lined the walls, with mine being the only one in the center.

Numerous drawings of eyes covered the walls.

The door was to the right, I tried to get up but couldn't.

My legs were tied to the chair by some machine.

I finally looked ahead.

There was a board and a projector, the board contained phrases of distress.

'Save me!'

'He's crazy!'

'It's hopeless...'

I wanted to help the poor souls that wrote that, but they're probably long dead.

The projector flicked on, the light flashed before displaying a message.

I unfortunately already knew what was going on; I knew why I was here.

A video presentation of some sort popped up.

"Welcome back, Shuichi! As you -probably- know, this is, of course, another killing game! How exciting! You already know the basics, kill, or be killed, then in the final trial vote out the mastermind! It's that simple right? When you're ready, tap the buzzer and you will be free to meet the others."

The screen went off, and a red, glowing button appeared in front of me.

I pressed it, expecting freedom, and in a way, I guess I had some.

My seat disappeared from under me, plunging me into a hole.

I couldn't see, only scream.

I fell, for the third time.

Down.

Down..

Down...

Until...

"Shuichi?"

"Shuichi!"

I recognized those voices...

Before I could identify the owners of those voices, I passed out.