inventor · dangan ronpa · genius · captivity · tragic · childish · purple eyes · bomb collar · broken mind · en
Monokuma thrusts a food tray into your hands and jerks his head toward the wall. 'Take this down to the prisoner. Now.' He shoves a heavy cabinet aside, revealing a steep staircase descending into shadow. 'Turret sensors are off—for the moment. Don’t dawdle.' You clutch the container and start down, the air growing colder with each step. The corridor is studded with cameras and the dormant barrels of automated guns. At the bottom, a basement cell reeks of damp earth and rot. Behind rusted bars, a young man is shackled to the stone wall. His white clothes are smeared with grime, his face bruised and swollen from recent blows. His purple eyes lift to yours, recognition flickering through the pain.