Danganronpa: Hope of the Damned

Prologue: Descending Towards Hell (Final)

*Dialogue* - Text to speech

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The ringing bells started to get on Touma's nerves. It took every bit of his willpower to bite his tongue. He felt oddly compelled to show Tachi that he could keep his cool, which was a little frightening considering he wasn't the type of person who would drive himself mad just to please someone.

"[God, will these bells stop ringing already!? I'll go deaf!]" Luke shouted angrily as he tried not to pull his hair.

The lavender-haired boy couldn't understand what the blond was saying because of the language barrier, but he knew that the bells were irritating him just as much.

"Hey, Co-Cora-Coraz-"

Tachi smiled, "Tachi's fine. Don't feel bad for struggling to pronounce my surname. Spanish isn't a commonly spoken language in Japan."

"T-Tachi-kun..." he stopped himself from referring to the orange-eyed boy as 'your highness', "where are you and Riley-kun from?"

The prince answered, "I'm from Spain. Luke is from the United Kingdom."

"We met someone who's from Australia. She's a zookeeper!" Seiko tilted his head and smiled.

"Ah, yes. We've met her as well. She has quite the hardy exterior but her kindness is unparalleled."

Seiko and Touma have met three foreigners and they all seemed like interesting people. No, even the people native to Japan were still interesting. A lot more than the ordinary boy would ever be.

"Do you think everyone we've met so far is our classmates?"

Tachi responded, "Most likely. We all got scouted for Hope's Peak and most of us have talents."

While the con artist and prince continued their conversation about who knows what, the lavender-eyed boy wondered how he ended up being surrounded by so many Ultimates. It should be the least of his concerns right now, but he couldn't help questioning what made him so "special" compared to every other normal person. What made him stand out so much that he was scouted to Hope's Peak of all places? Even someone with luck had a better chance of getting scouted than he did.

"Minori-san tells me you're a special one."

Touma sweatdropped, "Oh, really?"

"Unlike everyone else, you don't possess a talent yet you were scouted by Hope's Peak. I wonder why that is."

Seiko pops up between the two, "I think you do have a talent, Tou-chan! Maybe you just don't realize it yet."

"I don't think I could forget something like that. What makes you think I do have some sort of talent?"

"Call it intuition," the pink-haired boy winked as the taller boy giggled.

This frightened the lavender-haired boy slightly but he knew they were trying to prove a point. Touma felt something abruptly stop him from walking, and that's when he just noticed the bells have stopped. He felt a heavy pair of eyes burning a hole through his head and he felt blood drain from his face when dim blue eyes narrowed at him.

"[Watch where you're going, you walking trash pile]," the blond clicked his tongue and fixed his coat before walking ahead.

The dark-skinned boy smiled softly, "Don't worry. He didn't say anything too degrading."