«Celestia Ludenburg's perspective»
The dining room was empty, as I sipped a cup of tea. The scent was relaxing, and I leant back in pure tranquility. To be honest, being trapped here was not as bad as the others made out: infinite food, no lessons, living in practically a mansion. My fingers itched for a deck of cards, but I was sure the next floor would contain a games room.
"Howdy folks!" Monokuma leapt upon the podium. He noticed only I was in the room. "Shxt! Where are the others?" He leapt down, hobbling out of the door. As he left, I saw an envelope drop onto the ground behind him. I read the title: Secrets.
I scrambled for it, tearing it open frantically. Four scraps of paper slip out, all titled with someone's name. Mondo, Cihiro, Toko and Makoto.
Makoto wet the bed until 7th grade
I skim past it. Hopefully the others are more enthralling.
Mondo was responsible for his brother's death
I expected that from someone like him. So far nothing interesting.
Then I read the next two.
Toko, a psychotic serial killer? Chihiro, a boy? I almost drop the paper, heart pounding like a train. I've definitely hit the jackpot.
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Daganronpa: blue blood «retelling»
FanfictionHi! This is my first story on this app, and I'm really excited to write it! This is a retelling if daganronpa v1, with the same characters, but different murderers and suspects! Whenever I switch beteween narrators (it will mainly be Makoto Naegi, K...
