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2023-10-31
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2024-08-30
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Today's Sins Were Written Yesterday

Summary:

Shuichi Saihara and Kyoko Kirigiri reflect one another as antitheses; opposite in nearly every way. Shuichi is a Freshman starting his first year at Hope's Peak Academy. He is quiet, tentative, and doesn't believe he deserves to be here due to his complicated history with a case he solved that got ugly. Kyoko is his upperclassman. She’s composed, collected, and has an eerie way of seeing right through everyone. Sharing ultimate talents, it's too easy for Shuichi to find room for comparing him to her.
The contradiction is they are similar. They've both experienced violence. They've both fallen victim to it, too. And even though there's a disconnect, a mutual lack of understanding between them, more parallels unfold between them.
When violence comes into their lives again—this time, up close and personal within their own school—they confront it together as an unlikely pairing.
Multiple murders. A serial killer. And an exposing light shed on buried crevices of their pasts. Both don't know what they're getting into.

A junior detective murder mystery that incorporates creative blends to the original Danganronpa series. Characters' backstories are portrayed with some modernized touches.

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Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

The cycle of life is a molten construction designed to grant prosperous life to the strongest only.

Mankind has found beauty in nature, and yet, nature covets the law of consuming the smaller for the larger to survive. Biology and evolution hold the founding blueprint that the world is survival of the fittest, a predatory mass Social Darwinism.

With bloody masquerades and tilted empowerment of prejudice and malevolence dating back centuries, humanity has been on a myriad repeating brink of destroying itself.

Pointing fingers that resemble a gun, pulling the trigger, and firing the bullet. The barrel, the power. The bullet, the blame. And the trigger, the shift.

None of them can deny any longer that the most petrifying thing this world has to offer is one of their own.

Revenge. Anger. Spite. Rage. Threats. Beatings. Shootings. Death. Abuse. Suicide. Kidnapping. Rape. Torture. Murder. The most harmful hand on this planet is man’s.

And this is because humankind was born to destroy—birthed, and crawled out from the dirt of its mother’s cruel, cutthroat land. What’s weak dies, and what’s strong survives. Through the process of elimination, it’s no wonder only the most violent of our ancestors prospered.

While society has progressed—increased birth rates and higher life expectancies—survival instinct does not simply disappear. Even the most peaceful of us come from violent savages, killers, and heartless beings who crushed those beneath them to survive.

In light, there is darkness. In the day, there is night. In fate, there is choice. And in good men, there are monsters. All it takes is for the strings to be pulled to create an aberration in one's morals, and then fate will become the puppeteer.

What is right and what is wrong, while seen in black and white to some, is merely a choice. And the relief of giving in to violence and destruction like our ancestors is a calling a broken human won’t resist.

After all, a predator cannot sit and lick its wounds forever. Life is a cycle. When one dies internally, another more fiercely equipped predator is born.