Starts laughing on the fall rolling over and over and over again. He can't help but laugh. His Family, DICE, his beloved followers were nothing but....Fake. Not Real. Not Alive. All the memories-he had, the moments he spent with them weren't even real. They were all fictional characters implanted into his head by danganronpa. God he hated them, because of them here he was on the floor laughing at nothing looking crazy. He couldn't remember anything except Shuichi and some of the other rushing into this dorm. Yelling asking if he was ok. He could care least about what they were saying though, he was then picked and rushed somewhere. He could remember hearing loud noises mostly ringing and shouting. Then it stopped no more noise it was quite.
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Saiouma Oneshots
FanfictionJust some saiouma... Request a allowed, I'm willing to do anything as longs as it's within my bounds.
