SCENARIO ONE ; SAINT BERNARD
Post - game ( spoilers )
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He had done it . The game was over . The traitor was executed . He was finally free ... but not fully . All his friends left the accursed island , but he stayed . The memories haunted him , his own realizations eating away at him . He was just ... a defect in the Kamakura project . He snarled at himself .
Hung pictures of patron saints up on my wall
To remind me that I am a fool
He walked into the cottage on the island . He looked at everyone he knew . The people who didn't make it and the others who did . He sighed softly , reminiscing over everyone . Everything that had occurred , the memories he would never get back of his school years .
Tell me where I came from , what I will always be
Just a spoiled little kid who went to catholic school
He slowly left his cottage . It felt so old now . The whole island was empty . He had everything to himself . God , he wish he would've gotten on that fucking boat . But he didn't . He had to be separated from the outside world . He left everyone behind . Besides the one who died here .
He could still hear them sometimes .
When I am dead I won't join their rants
Cause they are both holy and free .
He loved them , but it got tiring . He was stuck here . What kind of person would come back to Jabberwock island ? Especially one of his friends . Nobody would ever come to visit him . Maybe that was for the better . He was going to be on this island until the day he died .
And I'm in Ohio , satanic and chained up
And until the end , that's how it'll be
He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe . His legs moved on their own . He ran as fast as he could to the beach , stumbling onto the sand . He clawed at the grains , like he was holding on tightly to his own life . He felt his eyes grow foggy with tears , clutching the loose sand underneath him .
He rushed more , going to the central island as fast as he could . He made a sharp right and want to the Monokuma rock . He tripped over his own feet several times , desperately clawing and banging on the rocks . They were in shambles . The last trial proved that . God , he wanted to go back in there . He wanted to make a different decision .
He wished he was executed .
I said make me love myself so that I can love you
Don't make me a liar cause I swear to god ,
When I said it , I thought it was true .
He ran as fast as he could back to the first island , quickly falling back in the sand on the beach . He had started to cry without knowing it . Nobody . He was alone . Nobody was coming for him . He was alone . Alone . All he had were the memories of his friends , their ghosts surrounding him and making him feel terrible .
Saint Calvin told me not to worry about you
He's got his own things to deal with
He couldn't take it . He threw himself into the vast ocean , still fully clothed . He was going insane , that's for sure . He started swimming as hard and fast as he could . He knew there were so many dangers in the ocean . He would rather die than be on that island any longer . He didn't care anymore . He had to get away .
There's really just one thing we have in common ...
His salty tears mixed with the vast ocean , his arms getting tired and limp as he continued to swim as fast as he could . The island slowly faded out of view as he got further into the ocean . He knew what he was doing , but didn't at the same time . He was going to swim until he fucking passed out from exhaustion . He didn't care anymore .
And he did .
He swam until his arms and legs couldn't move anymore . All he was surrounded by was water . He was nothing but fish food now . There was no way he wasn't going to die . He had no idea where he was . The island was now completely out of the view . He chuckled dryly , laying on his back as he floated . He closed his eyes , accepting whatever we're to happen to him .
...
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Neither of us will be missed
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He woke up in a fishing boat . He coughed up water , spitting it everywhere . He must've gone under in his sleep . It was a small boat with a plain white sail . They were now close to shore . Some kind of shore . He couldn't see much through his still cloudy and foggy eyes . There were multiple people trying to help him , but all he thought about was where he was . He didn't understand .
Saint Bernard sits at the top of the driveway
You always said how you love dogs
Before he knew it , he was in someone's house . He ... had done it . He was away from the island . But he didn't know where . He panicked and looked around , panicking so badly .
His eyes met theirs .
" ( Y - Y / C / N ) ?? I - It's you ... " he mumbled . God , he hadn't seen them so long . It felt that way , at least . He wiped his eyes , coughing a bit . He felt like fainting once again . What were they doing there ? By Jabberwock ? He didn't know .
I don't know if I count , but I'm trying my best
When I'm howling and barking these songs
He snapped out of it .
Hajime stumbled up and tightly hugged the person in front of him . He felt like crying again . He expected them to yell at him , he honestly deserved it . But he didn't care . He was so happy to see them again .
You ?
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