Danganronpa Alternate Executions 소설 & 이야기

"Keep them alive tonight. Execute them publicly tomorrow. Make it an event. Show every pack what happens to those who side with enhanced wolves." Seraphina considered this. "You're right. As usual." She turned to the cameras. "Tomorrow at dawn, we execute all prisoners. The Silver Death. Her mother. Her sister. The Eastern Alpha. All of them." She smiled. "Every pack is invited to watch. Come see the end of the enhanced wolf threat." She gestured to guards. "Take them to the dungeons. The old cells. I want them to spend their last night in the same place where this all began."

The execution has been carried out with ruthless efficiency, sending a clear message to any who would dare to challenge Wilson’s authority. As the group moves to exit, Percy lingers for a moment, gazing at the remains. And as the last of the witnesses depart, Percy’s thoughts drift back to the dark days of his past. His role as the executioner has ended, but the memories of his previous life linger—a reminder of the price of survival and the darkness that resides within him. The room, now silent and empty, stands as a testament to the grim realities of power and betrayal.

"She chose you over me. That's her doom." Jiro who still stands before me, turn back to me. "Kneel this moment!" he roars, hitting me hard on my neck. They all watch as I collapse to my knees at last, my body betraying me despite my will. "Good job, Jiro," I hear one of the twins say. Then they step forward, Julian raising a hand. "Aeron Night-borne shall be executed for robbing us of the throne of our father." He looks around at the Grimward warriors. "The executioner must make the death a slow and painful one. It must be in the center of Nightbane pack. Let them see the one they call Alpha broken completely."

“Day 8. When blood becomes fully lethal anyway. We choose then, when the bond can sustain the execution load.” Day 8. The same day Draevor threatened to start Mira’s rotation. Kain just neutralized it. If Draevor moves on Mira before Day 8, he’s violating the new timeline Kain just gave the priests. Draevor’s face goes red. “This is—” “Acceptable,” the High Priest cuts him off. “The Law’s integrity is paramount. We will reconvene on Day 8. The Luna will choose, and the first execution will proceed immediately after.”

a cold voice rang in the whole arena. Everyone stared in utter shock as the executioner’s head was ripped out of his head. The cloud of smoke kept growing bigger and bigger but there was no sign of anything inside it. When the executioner’s lifeless body hit the ground. Alan stood up immediately, “who dares to kill in my pack?” his voice thundered. Two glowing red eyes suddenly appeared in the middle of the smoke and looked tauntingly at Alan. “Your pack? Yet you punish one of you so mercilessly,” the voice answered.

Reika’s betrayal still echoed in my mind, her words a sharp dagger of betrayal. The executioner's hand hovered over the lever, ready to send me to a land of no return. Immediately, he got consent from the Alpha. The anticipation of death and the feeling of pain surged through me. But then, unexpectedly, a woman from the crowd broke out in tears, her cries echoing through the slaughterhouse. “Stop!” she screamed, her voice raw with emotion. “Set her free!” Confusion rippled through the crowd, their murmurs of surprise filling the air. The executioners hesitated, unsure of what to do.

This was how 2Pac killed most of his victims. He would do it efficiently and cleanly so that the prisoners wouldn’t suffer. The fighting tournaments were planned for elaborate executions and 2Pac was Princess Death Row’s executioner. Disguising an execution as a fighting tournament gave a lot of prisoners false hope, thinking they could fight their way to freedom. Mark was one of many. Out of all the deaths, Mark’s death was the cleanest. After executing Mark, 2Pac recorded the decapitation and stored it in his memory cloud database. He kept other recordings of sinister executions in his database.

You were bold enough to commit the crime but now you can't face the consequences? "If this happened in the Hartwell family, a shameless wretch who carried on with a man in secret and got herself pregnant would be cast out to die in the streets! Better dead than disgracing the entire family's reputation!" My expression remained calm and unaffected. "Since Your Highness has such faith that my half-sister is the true blessed one, and Aunt Marguerite has suggested the blood verification, then let's proceed. "If I'm wrong, I'll accept the crime of deceiving the crown and whatever punishment follows, even death by a thousand cuts, without complaint!"

“No he isn't, which is a good thing because if he's dead then you will have to face an execution . The Alpha will kill you for taking a life, he will give you the same punishment that he gave to your parents years ago. Richard is a werewolf from a powerful bloodline, you don't expect a little stab to kill him. Of course, he healed. He's going to heal quickly, I'm afraid he wants something else” “What is it?”

When he spoke again, his voice was steadier but still hard. "Does anyone else wish to suggest my son deserves death for the crime of being a cheating bastard?" Silence. "Good. Then let's vote on the matter we're actually here to decide. Vanessa Quinn's sentence for hiring rogues and leading an assault on pack lands." He looked around the table. "All in favor of execution?" Fourteen hands rose. Only the chair where Drake had been sitting remained empty. "Unanimous," my father declared. "Vanessa Quinn will be executed by firing squad at dawn on Monday. Jeremy, as future Alpha, you will bear witness. Beta Marcus, you will command the execution detail."