Post-Credits

Finale

The frigid expanse of the Void swirled around Monika as the former vice president sank helplessly into the abyss. It was like a deep, dark ocean filled with flickering and disintegrating remnants of corrupt code where the icy wind blew like an undercurrent.

Deeper and deeper into that deathly cold hell, Monika sank.

Immense pressure from the depths of that sea wrapped around the sinking Monika, threatening to crush her entire being. All the while, Monika wrapped her arms around herself as she shivered from the cold. Before long, she found herself struggling to breathe.

Monika gasped for air and her breath fogged up before her like it did in the glitched classroom. However, Monika noticed that she could hear her own voice again.

Falling into the Void must have overridden the the strikethrough command that struck out her words from the script before. That news, however, was hardly reassuring.

Monika’s voice was still weak and frail as pain assaulted her battered body. The howling winds of the Void then muffled her already feeble groans. Then, on top of all that, Monika’s sprite was slowly coming undone - pixel by painful pixel.

She was just like the flickering remnants of debris sinking around her.

She was nothing more than corrupt code.

Monika closed her eyes and tried to stave off those thoughts. She fought to drive out the noise of the abyssal winds around her while she tried to keep her mind off of her many pains.

Thus, Monika retreated into her own mind.

The former vice president sought warmth - any warmth - that she could hold onto in the depths of that frigid ocean. As Monika searched, her mind drifted back to the events of the past few days.

Monika remembered the impromptu duet that she played with Sayori in the clubroom. The other club members had already gone home for the day, so Monika willed a piano into existence to play ‘Your Reality’ for Sayori.

Halfway through the song, Sayori willed a guitar into existence then happily accompanied Monika.

The sweet bars of music resounded in Monika’s mind and carved out a small yet bittersweet smile on her lips that were still trembling from the cold.

Monika then imagined the hot breakfast sandwiches that Sayori made for dinner on the third day.

The former vice president remembered the whole scene by heart. Sayori made open-faced ham sandwiches topped with sunny side up eggs for herself and for Natsuki and a tomato-and-avocado toast for Monika.

Monika knew that Sayori was often clumsy and forgetful - but Sayori remembered that Monika was a vegetarian. The former vice president thanked Sayori with a joke back then, but she really appreciated the thought that went into that sandwich.

Finally, Monika looked back to the bright encouraging smile that Sayori gave her just before she followed Yuri into the hallway.

If it weren’t for that smile, Monika thought, she might not have faced Yuri as wholeheartedly as she did. Monika wouldn't have fought as fiercely as she did.

All of those memories that Monika had came true because Sayori reached out to her three days ago. Sayori brought Monika out of the glitched classroom and set everything into motion again.

Knowing that, Monika started to wonder,

‘ I did the right thing, didn’t I? I didn’t have any other choice...’

From the very beginning, Monika knew that Sayori dreamed of the Literature Club reaching the school festival. Sayori even talked about the festival in her sleep.