Persona 5: Metanoia

Prologue

This is a work of fiction.

All of the characters, ideologies, and phenomena are doubtlessly unrelated to those in real life.

Only those who agree with the statement above will be given the right to participate in the game.

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...Certainly.

The world these days is unable to maintain its ideal form anymore.

It is full of distortions and it will certainly collide...

People who are eager to reform the world and resist their fates... are sometimes called "tricksters."

Thou, trickster... now it is time for you to step forward and face the abyss of the distortions...

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A figure with dark curly hair wearing a stylish black suit and a pristine white mask ran through a hall, seeming to be pursued by someone. They smirked and jumped onto the convenient platforms hanging from the ceiling, skillfully navigating between each one.

The room, which seemed to be a casino, was filled with a sea of people.

The figure looked down on the crowd as they clutched a silver briefcase.

"Hey, look up there!"

"He's here, get him!"

The figure startled at the shouts and jumped across the room, eventually reaching a hall. They made their way through, avoiding security and cameras.

As they reached a staircase, they glanced behind them at their pursuers. Cursing under their breath, they sprinted up the stairs, finding themself on a balcony, looking out over what seemed to be the casino lobby.

"Something wrong? The exit should be up ahead."

A high-sounding voice called out to the figure. They winced.

"Through there...?"

"That's just how it is. After that commotion, the bottom floor's completely closed off. Hey, can you make it?!"

After a moment of consideration, the figure smirked deviously. 

"There you are!"

Their smile faded. It seemed the guards had caught up to them.

"There's nowhere to run!" One brandished their weapon as they approached. The figure was unbothered.

They smiled slightly and stylishly flipped over the balcony railing, running across it to reach the large stained glass window.

"See ya," they winked.

The figure dove into the window, breaking it. They flipped in midair, twisting around to catch the light of the moon, and-

"Ugh. Showoff." 

Another voice sighed in exasperation. "You're so reckless. You know that?"

The figure touched down to the ground and rolled into a crouching position as the glass shards fell to the ground. As they stood up, lights clicked on, and they found themself surrounded by police cars and officers.

The first voice gasped. "Enemies, here?! These readings... it can't be!"

A deep voice was then heard, a touch of panic in their tone. "What's wrong?"

Yet another voice, deeper than the other two, growled in frustration. "Damn it! An ambush?!"

The first voice returned. "Joker, can you handle this?"