Nagito Komaeda shifted uncomfortably in his hammock.
The shift was uncomfortable because the dream he was having was too. In his sleep he smiled. Brief discomfort was always coupled with brief despair, brief despair prompting infinite hope. How do people live without hope? And how could people hope without contrast?
He saw a face, a face that made him despair, for this face hated despair, wasn't willing to live for it... despite its promise of hope. Rejecting the grand story, this face shook Nagito silly, and made him feel a dancing string in his stomach. He saw them standing together, an endless moment surrounded by vortex ocean. Would it swallow them?
His green jacket acted as a proxy-blanket against the chilly sea wind.
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Danganronpa + Flying Spaghetti Monster + Plane-Walking (Fanfic) (KomaHina?!)
FanfictionA band of Hope's Peak students, who happen to be Pastafarian converts, sail the seas and walk The Outer Planes of The Great Beyond. They are joined by other wacky characters, and travel to other wacky places, leading them to forge close bonds with e...
