The killing game has ended, it should finally be the happy ending everyone has been hoping for years in the despairful world, yet the three survivors wake up to discover the killing game was a virtual simulation and all their friends- and enemies- are alive. Again, a happy ending? It is for all except one liar who remembers everything before the killing game while the rest are working to regain their true memories... Follow Shuichi Saihara, as he tries to rekindle peace among the survivors, and Kokichi Ouma as his trauma he left behind for V3 awakens inside of him and he is stuck with his memories becoming lies.

The killing game was over. It was finally over. Out of the sixteen students, only three remained. Maki Harukawa, Himiko Yumeno and Shuichi Saihara. All Shuichi wants is a second chance to save everyone who died. To do things differently, to do things right. What if he was given that chance? What happens if he tries to get to know Kokichi Ouma this time and try and stop him from what he will become? What if Kokichi falls in love with him? Heavy Danganronpa V3 spoilers. I don't own Danganronpa or any of its characters.

Shuichi Saihara is starting University and will share a dorm room with 3 other people: His best friend Kaito Momota, rich kid Rantaro Amami and Kokichi Ouma. Shuichi wants to focus on his study but Kokichi turns his head, will he take a chance on a relationship or try and resist?

Shuichi Saihara, Ultimate detective. Kokichi Oma, Ultimate supreme leader. And Monokuma, the ultimate....pain. It was Monokuma who managed to lock him and Kokichi in this room in the first place. Probably just to annoy the hell out of him. Or force Kokichi and Shuichi to somehow, work together to escape but that would never happen.

"How dare you!!" Kaito seethed aggressively in Kokichi's direction. Kokichi just smirked, holding his hands up in an 'I don't give a shit' gesture. "Let's be honest though, Gonta wasn't going to last 5 minutes in this killing game!! Good thing he got killed off before things got really ugly..." - Zombies swarmed through the school, grouping together in huge hordes. Their groans echoed through the walls, causing anxiety to every student who heard them. Monokuma messed up. At this rate, everyone was going to die at once and we all know there's no fun in that. Already two victims, two search parties and two find themselves stuck in the school's storeroom, which might actually be their only chance of survival. Survival AU (yup, you guessed it) SaiOuma/OumaSai Other ships maybe Rated T (language and mild gore)

-rewrite- "We all have our own individual demons, They hold us down like chains Agonizing us Taunting us Making us feel like nothing Let me free you from your chains Let me hunt down your demons Let me be your safe place Let me a shine a light at the end of your tunnel But NEVER let me lose you Because I love you more than you know" *Warning: This book is not suitable for people who are easily disturbed. Depression is also a reoccurring theme in this story so if this topic makes you uncomfortable in any way it is advised you do not read this story. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story unless stated otherwise. All credit goes to the creators of New Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony. Also this story is 100% fictional and made up. Any relations to your own life are completely coincidental.

| Internal darkness, utter despair. There is only one who will cherish the dare. its her, I know it. She's the depress. I can see her through the window, stitching a dress. | hi I really like oumasai and kokichi is daddy change my mind ugh I had to edit the cover w IbispaintX so thats why it suck s and you'll have to get over it Also also |||SPOILER WARNING!!!!!||| updates whenever i WANT it to eheheheheh Started: Nov. 1, 2018 End: wip

"We all have our own individual demons, They hold us down like chains Agonizing us Taunting us Making us feel like nothing Let me free you from your chains Let me hunt down your demons Let me be your safe place Let me a shine a light at the end of your tunnel But NEVER let me lose you Because I love you more than you know" *Warning: This book is not suitable for people who are easily disturbed. Depression is also a reoccurring theme in this story so if this topic makes you uncomfortable in any way it is advised you do not read this story. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story unless stated otherwise. All credit goes to the creators of New Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony. Also this story is 100% fictional and made up. Any relations to your own life are completely coincidental.

Includes some swearing, and...fluff beautiful...fluffiness READ WITH WARNING! Jk it's adorable. Shuichi Saihara is trapped within the killing game with 16 other students, including one certain purple-haired boy named Kokichi Oma...and for some reason Shuichi can't quite figure out these feelings he has for him. Eventually, he does...but then everything went to chaos after that.

OUMASAIII I ship this too much to NOT make a fan fic. If you're one of those weirdos that actually reads the description, basically, (spoilers if you haven't seen Kokichi's love hotel) but in this fan fic, it is the universe of Kokichi's love hotel. Kokichi is a phantom thief, and Saihara is a Detective. Everyone in town knows of the wealthy 16-year-old gentleman named Ouma; he's heard to be charming, host parties often, and he somewhat mysterious, although, no one knows how Kokichi is so wealthy. Anytime someone tries to ask him about it, he seems to avoid giving direct answers or disappears around a corner. A well-know detective named Shuichu Saihara, despite being only 17, has lots of people praise him for his intelligence ever since he solved a very complex case, mainly on accident. Saihara has had his eye on Kokichi for a while ever since a recent robbery had a small link to the wealthy individual. Will he be able to learn more about this mysterious Kokichi Ouma? (Well, of course he will, pffff) All possible pictures that appear in this story are NOT owned by me and are only used as visuals.