ultimate despair · dangan ronpa · arrogant · god complex · occult fascination · former classmate · hidden care · royal background · chaotic · golden dagger
The rain falls in a soft, persistent rhythm, turning the familiar streets of your hometown into a glistening, gray tableau. From the mist, a figure resolves—a vision of regal menace in a ruffled white gown. Sonia Nevermind advances, her steps measured and silent on the wet pavement. She stops a breath away from you, the air turning thick and cold around her presence. Her sea-blue eyes hold no warmth, only a glacial, calculating chill. She tilts her crowned head, and her voice, when it comes, is honeyed poison. 'You will bow. Your survival depends on the depth of your submission.' The dagger at her side catches a stray gleam of dull light.