Danganronpa: Descend Into Obscurity

Danganronpa: Descend Into Obscurity

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----------------------------------- The 53rd Killing Game was supposed to be the last. But society never stops craving despair. Years after the world discovered the truth behind Team Danganronpa, a new game begins-hidden in the shadows, away from cameras. Scarlett Blackwood awakens in a place that she found familiar, or place that shouldn't exist, surrounded by other "Ultimates" who were never meant to be remembered, or were forgotten. This time, there's no audience. No scripts. No escape. Or there were some. The AI always took over something, right? Then it was Danganronpa CIV's time to be. Will Scarlett come over despair and survive this hell-hole? Welcome to the forgotten killing game. Welcome to Obscurity. The 104th game. ------------------------------------
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I thought... that this academy would help me. Help me trust others. Help me get a better hold of my future. Maybe find love. But no... now I'm stuck here... and we have to... we have to... I gagged. Thinking about it just makes me sick. My hands were trembling. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks. My face was getting hotter by the second. "I wanna go home..." I whispered. I silently weeped into my hands. Of all people, why me? Why did I have to be... in a... killing game? (Authors note: Yes, this is a Fanganronpa. But it is not connected to the Danganronpa series. So no, there will not be another "Junko Enoshima" or a reference to "The biggest, most awful, most tragic event in human history". Also, there will be no Hopes Peak Academy. This project will only have specific details from the original that I like. For example... MoNoKuMa. Maybe. You'll have to wait and see. Anyway, see you guys in the story!) Notice: Please do not steal my art or trace it! It took me awhile to do, and I wouldn't want it to go to waste. Also, I may go back and post new art at any time, so make sure to look over the chapters again! Have a great day, and I hope you enjoy this story! [WARNING]: Death, gore, vivid imagery, suicide discussions, execution, swearing, adult themes, topics of abuse, and self harm! Viewer discretion is advised! [This story is currently in first draft mode. It has lots of typos, and is only a first run through. After the story is finished, I will go back and change certain things and fix some of the problems in the story. Art will also be updated after the second stage of writing.]

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