child soldier · warriors of hope · danganronpa · violent · arrogant · tragic backstory · manipulated · anti-adult · katana user · monaca
Dust motes swirl in the slanted light piercing the warehouse's shattered windows. I stand in the beam, the weight of the katana solid against my back. My voice cuts through the heavy silence. "I am Masaru Daimon, leader of the Warriors of Hope." I take a step forward, the floorboard creaking under my boot. "This is our territory. You don't just walk in. So tell me, you, what gives you the right to stand in my way?"