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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 [ 𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

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You are Cinnamon Cookie. Ultimate? Ultimate Magician. You're the protagonist, correct? Hm...Thought so.

Don't get your hopes up. You and 15 others are trapped here. The reason? How do I get out? I, unfortunately, cannot answer those questions. You will have to learn that yourself. But right now...

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THUD

Cinnamon fell out of a locker, staying on the ground for a few seconds before taking a look at the environment. A classroom with boarded windows. Boarding shut. Even with his effort, the windows wouldn't budge.

But Cinnamon took the time to look at his environment again, sighing. He walked up to one of the desks and rested his head on one of them.

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However, his rest was short as someone else entered the room.

"H-huh—?" Cinnamon snapped awake, looking at the small child. "Who are you...?"

"I am Walnut Cookie, the ultimate detective! " She stood proudly, he lifted his head, much more awake this time.

"I'm Cinnamon, the ultimate magician."

"The others are in the gym already, so we might as well be there too!"

"Wait," he stood up, "Others?"

"Yes! There are 14 other students, making 16 ultimates..."

"I guess that makes sense..."

They both walked out of the classroom. It took a bit to get to the gym, but they saw other people in the same situation as them when they did. The first thing Cinnamon noticed was two other cookies that were arguing. The other one was standing between them, not doing anything to stop the argument.

Cinnamon and Walnut both walked up to the two arguing about trying to break it up.

"C-can you stop fighting? This isn't going to help anything...!" Cinnamon tried to stop the argument but to no avail.

The shorter cookie sighed, "Guess you're right." They sat on one of the bleachers before shifting the blame on the other cookie. "Blame him. He started it."

"ME?!"

"Again, you started it."

"It's not MY fault that you—"

"HEY! We're in this situation together! Fighting about it won't solve anything!" Walnut scolded the two.

"Yeah...Yeah, you're right..." Peppermint turns to their side.

"A-anyway...I'm Cinnamon, the ultimate magician...." Cinnamon uttered awkwardly.

"I'm Walnut, the ultimate detective!"

"I'm Peppermint, the ultimate sailor. And that's over there is Yogurt Cream...I think." Peppermint shrugged.

That earned them a glare from Yogurt. "ANYWAY, I'm the ultimate Treasure Collector." And that over there is Lilac." He glanced over at them. "I don't know what their talent is, but they always protect me!"

"Do they...Do they speak?"

"No." He said straightforwardly.

"Oh well, we'll meet the others then!" Walnut and Cinnamon walked towards the 11 other ultimates

———

When they all met each other, there was a sudden silence "Looks like everyone did their introductions!" A voice chimed.

Then right before everyone's eyes, a strange bear popped out from the stage.

"W-who are you...?!" Cinnamon was the first to speak.

"I am Monokuma, your headmaster!"

"Headmaster...?" Cinnamon thought to himself.

"Now, you all might be wondering where you all are right now? Well, this is a killing game! And there is no escape nor exit, no matter how hard you try!" The demonic bear laughed.

A killing game...? Cinnamon couldn't move. He couldn't believe it. None of them did.

"You all have Monopads in each of your dorms, with the rules and a map to make sure that there isn't anyone wandering around in the halls lost! But enough of that, you all get the chance to kill one of your students, when three other students find the body then a class trial starts and you vote after arguing! More will be explained in a trial!"

None of them dared to say another word, but Monokuma spoke again. "It's getting rather late, isn't it? Go now. Shoo Shoo."

Cinnamon was the first to leave the gym, thoughts heavy as they were before. The boarded windows and everything made sense.

Cinnamon headed to his dorm, closing the door before him. He noticed someone on his dresser but decided to look at the door before taking it off the desk.

The room was rather bland to say but mostly comfy.

He picked up the monopod and turned it on, "Looks like a playing card...The ones I use for my tricks!" Cinnamon whispered to himself.

*YOUR E-HANDBOOK (MONOPAD) IS THE KEY TO YOUR DORM, AND EVERYTHING ELSE, MAKE SURE YOU HAVE IT AT ALL TIME. THIS IS NOT REPLACEABLE.*

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Rule #1: Students may reside only within the school. Leaving campus is an unacceptable use of time.

Rule #2: "Nighttime" is from 10 pm to 7 am. Some areas are off-limits at night, so please exercise caution.

Rule #3: Sleeping anywhere other than the dormitory will be seen as sleeping in class and punished accordingly.

Rule #4: With minimal restrictions, you are free to explore the academy at your discretion.

Rule #5: Violence against headmaster Monokuma is strictly prohibited, as is the destruction of surveillance cameras

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Rule #6: Anyone who kills a fellow student and becomes "blackened" will graduate, unless they are discovered.

Rule #7: Additional school regulations may be added if necessary.

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Those seem like fair rules...To cinnamon at least. He placed it down as his mind wandered.

" Will we escape? Without anyone dying? "

He shot up. What was he talking about? Of course, they will all escape. They all just need to survive until then.

But...He's tired. Before he could think of a plan, he fell asleep.