Atua Danganronpa Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 60: DAWN Peter and I danced and had fun. He got us some soft drinks and we enjoyed the event till day break. We talked about lots of things enjoying each others company till it was time to leave. Peter will spend the new year with his grandmother so he left London that morning. My mother fried some sweet potatoes known as potatoe chips and complemented it with a meat sauce. According to her, the new year will usher us into bountiful yeilds. We sat on the mat in our room. My mother, Osifa, K**i, Tami and I formed a circle while we ate the delicious potato chips and sauce. While we ate, we joked, laughed and drank the soft drinks my mother had kept for us in her fridge at the bar which

Fury ignited within me like a raging inferno, fueled by the protective instinct of an alpha defending his mate. The realization of Lenora's transgressions solidified my resolve. Her presence within our pack was no longer tenable. I held Eden close, my voice filled with a steely determination, "Lenora Mendalv and her father will be expelled from our pack. They have no place among us." Eden's eyes met mine, her gaze filled with a mixture of gratitude and trust. "I trust your judgment, Dorian," she affirmed, her voice resolute yet tinged with vulnerability. "Your decision brings me solace."

August is only around if Katrina is. “But then… where’s Katrina?” I asked, the door creaking open further, making me fall to the ground with it. I blinked as I saw a massive room lit up with burning barrels. “Holy fuck… it is Donkey Kong.” I gulped as I looked at the platforms with ladders between them. As my eyes went higher, I saw the massive red plastic monkey. Like the king of all the monkeys that had been throwing bananas at us. “KATRINA!” I shouted as I saw my mate on a raised platform bound by ropes, just like Princess Peach was in the game.

While there was no doubt all of the parents with eligible children were nervous, as were those that were eligible themselves, Almost no one would ever experience losing a member of their family to the dragon. But that didn’t matter to Nya as she stood there, feeling the beat of the drums reverberating in her chest, smelling the smoke that choked the air from her. In a moment, her father would signal for everyone to be quiet so he could begin the ceremony, the one that would end with one name being called. And as if it had already happened, Nya had seen it time and time again and knew what name her father would call.

The altar was about two metres wide and crimson in colour, its surface was covered with many intricate lines that gave a sense of vertigo if been stared at for long, along the circumference were twelve profound and mysterious runes. The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, li

A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Glad that Rouarke was such a good sport, Reyona fully got into her role as she said, “Let your camera capture that angle over there. Can you see that big roach that is about the size of a child’s fist?” Rouarke gave her a confused look, but the look Reyona gave him made him quickly look back at the direction she was pointing at. “Yes, yes, I can see it now. I think I see it going near a pot of soup right there.” Even better than she anticipated. Reyona smiled inwardly when she saw a man who was about to put a forkful of pasta in his mouth drop the spoon as if it were a live wire. “What are you saying? Why are you lying like this?” Ariel was clearly distressed as she moved her massive arm fro

Due to its fierce energy, everyone almost kneeled in pain, covering their ears trying to save their eardrums from damage too bad, the roar was powerful enough to even attack their inner core—their nuclei. 1... 2... 8 roars in total. Eight powerful roars filled with power. In the eighth roar, Megan couldn't take the damage and directly fainted, while Ken coughed some blood. When it finally ended, everything went back to silence. “...What the hell was that?” Gracea asked, expression grave. Megan fainted and can't give them a definite answer, so they turned on Twilight. “It's a... high-level zombie, probably a monarch zombie.”

My mother screamed—the correct reaction. “What the fuck?” Sara, my sister, gasped as she walked into the room and squatted next to our father. A large puddle of blood had formed by his face, seeping out from his mouth and nostrils. She pulled a dart out of his arm and smelled it. “Wolfsbane,” she said. “How ironic,” I responded. “What?” She looked at me, confusion on her face. “Well, it was his idea to use wolfsbane darts in battle. It’s pretty ironic that that’s how he dies in the end, eh?”