Chapter 1: Time To Start Killing

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"Jin Kirigiri has been found guilty. Time for his punishment." I saw a red screen as I recognized my talentless truth.

"What is this?" I yelled out.

"Oh, this is a former execution in Japan." I heard a voice.

It was a young aged man who looked quite familiar...

"You can call me Shinigami if you want." He told me.

"Shinigami... Doesn't that mean God of Death?"

"Yes. You can also call me the god of Death if you want." Shinigami told me.

"Uh... Ok." I sorta stuttered of his request.

"However, this place you are in is known as the famous Classroom as 3E."

"I know that." I told the God of Death.

"We've gathered our fellow assassin friends, to recreate a great "festival" as Danganronpa." The God of Death started explaining.

Danganronpa? That sounded familiar...

"In this festival, you each all have a talent." The God of Death explained, "with your talent, we'll have fun time being today! But this fun will end if, if everyone leaves, right?"

"Yeah, if you say so..." I agreed with the God of Death, "but what "fun" will it be?" I asked him with curiosity.

"It's going to be a surprise for everyone! But I'll tell to you for a secret!" The God of Death told me as he whispered to my ears.

"You will become a genocider once you're addicted and motivated to the fun..." He whispered me with his eyes closed.

I turned my eyes, and I found the whole class into a bloodbath.

Corpses were lying on the floor. Weapons were rusted and all pink.

Pink blood? But wasn't blood... Red?

Red like an apple?

"Blood of hopes are pink, bloods of despair are red." The God of Death explained, "you will soon see your friends disappear."

The scene shifted back to the present, as I stumbled to the floor.

"(Y/N), are you ok?" Itona questioned me.

Then, in faded red letters, the Kanji character for death (Shi) was on his face. And I realized everyone had in on their faces.

They going to die, I heard the God of Death whispering through my ears.

I sorta paniced, as the others saw me weirdly.

"Are you ok?" Karma questioned me.

"Yeah." I lied.

"You just lied. You know something, don't you?" Karma asked me.

"How--"

"There you are, Karma!" I heard Maehara-kun yell furiously with his face doddled with Isogai-kun.

"GET HERE!!!" Isogai-kun angrily yelled.

Nakamura-san evily chuckled behind them, for none of them knew that she actually had diddled on their faces too.

"He's actually angry..." Itona-kun stared at the boys stoic, "never have I ever seen Isogai-kun angry."

"Agreed." we all answered.

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