I will save you (Ishimondo)

Chapter 1: Not dead, but not quite alive

-Ishimaru's P.O.V-

All I remember is pain, everything else is blurring together as my mind slowly ceases to function. I wish things could have been different but it had to end this way, I knew I was fated to die the second I lost hope, the second I watched my only friends get killed.

I'm dead, I want to be dead. I have to be dead.

It's quiet peaceful here, no more pain, no more fear, no more sadness. Just nothingness, void of all emotions and feeling. It beats the crushing loneliness that always weighed me down throughout my short life.

This feeling won't last though , it can't, I'm being pulled away from the peace and quiet that death provides, back into feeling all the awful feelings that were swirling around in my brain before my death.

I had one question to the universe, why did it hate me.

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I awoke in a classroom, my face leaned against a desk, the scene was familiar though my brain was still cloudy.

The last thing I recall was a large pain in the back of my skull. Out of instinct I reached up and felt the spot .To my relief felt nothing there except a ghostly pain that lingered in the back of my brain. Weird.

The room I was located in was a simple classroom, Dim lights were hung along the walls and the windows were boarded up with thick metal plates, somebody clearly didn't want me or anyone to get out.

I must have passed out at this desk, maybe this was all just some bad nightmare I've had dreams like this before, if it was why couldn't I just wake up.

After a bit of contemplated I stood up from my chair only to be met with an aching pain in the back of my skull.

        "AHH.." I yelled out, clutching my head as memories began to flash through my head.

Sayakas dead body, bleeding out everywhere.

Junkos lifeless corpse

Leon's execution.

Chirhiro's brutal murder.

Mondos death.

My death.

One after another, it all slowly came back, my temporary amnesia lifted.

      "N-no no no no no no..." I whispered to myself. I couldn't be back here in this hell, I couldn't watch this play out again, I couldn't handle it, why wasn't I dead, I wish I was dead. Somebody kill me.

Why couldn't I just finally find some freaking peace, everyone I cared about died then, I belonged with them...

Not here, never here.

The crisp sound of footsteps brought me to attention, shoulders straight and head forward. It was instinct, even if I wanted to release the despair that slowly built up in my chest.

Monokuma had won, even if he would never realize it.

After a minute of standing still the door to the classroom remained unmoved.

No one was coming for me, they were all headed towards the gym— as my mind helpfully reminded me.

Despite all of the conflicting feelings that were running through my head , if I didn't listen to instructions I could get myself killed. I had to see what was happening, I couldn't just die without entertaining this fantasy world I wound up in.

My hands shook as I shoved the classroom door open. The same exact decor, down to the positioning of the potted plants greeted me.

The hallway was, thankfully, quiet though I guess that wasn't a surprise as there were only fifteen of us. I couldn't help but feel my anxiety rise at the thought of having to face them again, they never liked me then so why would this time be any different.