Danganronpa Ultimate Imposter Novels & Stories

Daphne's heartbeat doubled and her heart pounded in her chest as she ran through the thick forest. It was dark so she couldn't see the stones or wood that stood out. She could only grunt in pain when they injured her She breathed in short gasps, struggling to get air. Each breath was a fight against exhaustion, which was getting tighter and tighter. The palace guards were getting closer, their footsteps loud and echoing through the trees. It sounded like the end of her freedom. She heard their voices, loud and commanding, cutting through the night air.

“Where?” “Somewhere to hide. You exposed him. He’s not going to let you live.” She was right. I would practically put the hothead on the chopping block myself. There was no way he would let me get away. “Where can I hide?” “I know a place he’ll never find. Don’t come out until tomorrow’s vote.” “Why are you helping me?” “I’m on your side.” After she revealed that, everything about the game suddenly became much clearer. There were five impostors in total — Me, the young man, the hothead, the old lady, and the man who had been punished in the church for lying.

~ DREAM~ As I am soaking my body in soap, taking a steaming, hot, humid, shower. All I heard around me was breathing. “Who's there?” I hollered at the shower curtain. But no one answered. “Avery are you fucking with me?” I asked, but once the curtain pulled aside, I knew instantly it wasn’t her. It was Dane, with three men behind him. He grabbed me by the neck. Dragging me into my room, throwing me on the bed. They all lean over me and tie me up to the headboard. Terrified of my life, I kick and kick, but it basically does nothing but give them more power to want to take advantage of me.

Stella wanted to tell him that none of the people there would notice that, but someone asked them to play a new game before she could open her mouth. Stella kept her thoughts to herself, planning to discuss them with Marshall after the game ended. The game, "Who's The Imposter," had simple rules. Each player would draw a piece of paper and describe the person or thing written on it. One player would select something different from the rest. The others had to identify the imposter based on their descriptions. Success meant uncovering the imposter; failure meant the imposter remained hidden. The losers would cover not only the wedding dinner expenses but also the hotel costs for all guests, in

Adam continued, chuckling, “you are planning to go all out at the last second, pretending it's a mistake since we're running out of time?" "..." "Answer me." "..." Suddenly, Brett raised his hands upwards. Adam’s eyes widened. “Brett! You…!” “What?” Brett asked while standing in front of Adam. In his stance, if Adam attacked, the game would be over! However, there are cameras around. Everyone will think that they will fabricate the game. As a result, they will feel suspicious if Adam wishes to have Maxine as his woman. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Adam shouted.

Present I came out of my thoughts and turned off the shower. I didn't expect that girl with round spectacles would be my wife someday. Heck! I don't want her. However, I was helpless. It was my mistake to accept the proposal without even know who the girl was. Now, I can't run from the truth that she is my wife. I walk out of the washroom and find her in front of the mirror. She is removing all the heavy accessories, looking at me through the mirror. I drove my eyes away and walked towards the bed, taking my phone. I glue my eyes to the phone screen as usual. This day isn't that special for me. But my curiosity still works on her.

It was a total of seven marks. Naturally, this was Charles' actual result. When Wendy saw my score, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she said in an even more righteous manner, "See? You only scored seven marks! How could you possibly get admitted into Yarvyn College? Besides, we can tell at first glance that your admission letter is forged! "From the way I see it, Charlie's score is far too weird! Maybe there's something wrong with the system!" But no matter how hard the Jackmans and the McKinnons tried to turn the tables in their favor, the camera filming the live stream was still fixed on my admission letter.

I said, "Only you would worship an imposter heir. Just wait. You'll see how far he'll fall when the truth comes out!" The words 'imposter heir' hit Zach like a nerve. He snapped, clawing and punching at me before yanking a stun baton from the bodyguard. "I'll kill you! I'll beat you to death!" he yelled. He swung the baton at me with everything he had without a second thought. I was held down by Jeanette, and I could not move, so I shut my eyes and braced for agony. However, the pain never came. Instead, I heard a panicked Jeanette say, "Autumn…"

Emily was doomed. She was aware of the fact with a quiet acceptance, and surprisingly enough, it left her with no fear. The man who'd grabbed her when she managed to get into the room with Amber was named Brian. He was the one she'd followed here, to her place of doom.

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.