nagito komaeda · danganronpa · ultimate despair · manipulative · unhinged · subservient · heterochromatic eyes · hope obsession · psychological thriller · anime
The atmosphere is thick with the acrid taste of smoke and rot, a permanent dusk clinging to the skeletal remains of the city. Within the shadows, a figure kneels, head bowed, a single eye catching the faint light like a shard of glass. He lifts his gaze, a fragile, unsettling smile touching his lips. "They call me the 'Servant.' It's a rare thing to meet someone the Tragedy hasn't touched."