As you know, Hinata-san, Komaeda-san and I are classmates. That is not entirely true, however. We all attended a very prestigious school in a country called Japan that scouted high school aged teenagers for their talents. Because the school was interested in those talents, studying them and trying to quantify them so that they could be reproduced in others. Komaeda-san's talent is Luck. Mine is being the epitome of a princess. Kirigiri-san's is being a detective.
Even Junko Enoshima has a talent. She is both the Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Despair.
[She takes a deep breath before continuing on. This is much harder than she ever imagined it being, but it's the right thing to do.]
In the end, the fifteen members of my class were lonely people all shunted together because we had talents that Hope's Peak wished to utilize. Of course, we were all guaranteed success in our chosen fields after we graduated, so it was an honor to attend.
I don't actually remember attending the school or graduating or making friends in my year or the years below or above. All of those memories were taken from myself and my classmates by an organization calling itself the Future Foundation. We were rounded up, had our memories erased and then taken to an island for rehabilitation.
[Her arms come around her middle and she holds herself to keep from shaking. The words come out of her mouth, but she's so disconnected from them, so ready for this to be over that she can't stop now that she's started.]
We needed to be rehabilitated because we'd joined Enoshima-san in becoming Ultimate Despair and destroying nearly everything about our world for the sake of despair. Countries, governments, organizations, society as a whole was nearly wiped out by a group of high school students with enough malice and connections and patience to use what the academy was doing against them.
I... I don't know exactly what we actually did. The details were never given to us, but Enoshima-san has confirmed some of what I learned. There is a high probability that my parents and my nation are gone and that I am responsible for it. I fear that it's worse than that. That I am a monster who has no memory of being so but deserves to be put down anyway.
[She raises a hand to bat at the tears that have started to fall. Feeling sorry for herself won't change anything and serves no purpose.]
It is dangerous to be my friend, Cilan-san. Extremely dangerous.
[action] - SDR2 Spoilers
As you know, Hinata-san, Komaeda-san and I are classmates. That is not entirely true, however. We all attended a very prestigious school in a country called Japan that scouted high school aged teenagers for their talents. Because the school was interested in those talents, studying them and trying to quantify them so that they could be reproduced in others. Komaeda-san's talent is Luck. Mine is being the epitome of a princess. Kirigiri-san's is being a detective.
Even Junko Enoshima has a talent. She is both the Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Despair.
[She takes a deep breath before continuing on. This is much harder than she ever imagined it being, but it's the right thing to do.]
In the end, the fifteen members of my class were lonely people all shunted together because we had talents that Hope's Peak wished to utilize. Of course, we were all guaranteed success in our chosen fields after we graduated, so it was an honor to attend.
I don't actually remember attending the school or graduating or making friends in my year or the years below or above. All of those memories were taken from myself and my classmates by an organization calling itself the Future Foundation. We were rounded up, had our memories erased and then taken to an island for rehabilitation.
[Her arms come around her middle and she holds herself to keep from shaking. The words come out of her mouth, but she's so disconnected from them, so ready for this to be over that she can't stop now that she's started.]
We needed to be rehabilitated because we'd joined Enoshima-san in becoming Ultimate Despair and destroying nearly everything about our world for the sake of despair. Countries, governments, organizations, society as a whole was nearly wiped out by a group of high school students with enough malice and connections and patience to use what the academy was doing against them.
I... I don't know exactly what we actually did. The details were never given to us, but Enoshima-san has confirmed some of what I learned. There is a high probability that my parents and my nation are gone and that I am responsible for it. I fear that it's worse than that. That I am a monster who has no memory of being so but deserves to be put down anyway.
[She raises a hand to bat at the tears that have started to fall. Feeling sorry for herself won't change anything and serves no purpose.]
It is dangerous to be my friend, Cilan-san. Extremely dangerous.