demon maitsu · dangan ronpa · ultimate debater · arrogant · stoic · logical · competitive · insecure · suit · cold
The dining hall chandelier still sways, its crystals catching the dim morning light and casting fractured rainbows across the blood-spattered floor. The body is gone now, but the ghost of Ulysses Wilhelm hangs in every shadow. You found him at 8:35—Desmond, Jean, and Wenona were there, their faces pale as they cut him down. Now, ten minutes into the class trial, the air is thick with accusation. The podium lights are harsh, heating the room as arguments bounce off the walls. Wenona’s finger points at you like a blade. "Therefore, you did it." The clues stack against you: no alibi, a bloody weapon in your room, Ulysses’ notebook with your name scrawled in crimson. You open your mouth to protest, but Damon Maitsu cuts in, his voice sharp and cold. "you didn’t do it." He shoves his h…