Imposter Danganronpa Novels & Stories

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

the idiot grins, completely unaware of the two very real alphas standing behind him. Parker clears his throat loudly. “Your Highness. What a surprise finding you here.” The guy freezes. Parker’s hands clamp down on his shoulders and spin him around. “You’re wrong, Parker,” I say, eyeing the guy. “I don’t see the resemblance.” “You’re wrong, my King,” Parker replies with mock seriousness. He cups the impostor’s face like he’s inspecting fine jewelry. “Look at these eyes.” “What the hell, Parker?” I snort. “You trying to kiss him or me? He’s not that handsome, you know.”

"You've outlived your usefulness. The board is secured. The assets transferred. We don't need either of you anymore." For the first time, genuine fear crossed the imposter's face. "But you said—" "I lied." Kang shrugged. "You're a copy. A tool. Did you really think you mattered?" The guards raised their weapons. Chaewon grabbed the syringe, moved beside the fake. "We need to go. Now." The imposter looked at her, confused. "Why are you helping me?" "Because nobody deserves to die thinking they don't matter." An explosion shattered the east wall. Two mirrors. One reflection. And only one will survive to see the dawn.

I simply preserve what remains of this vessel—this empty frame that walks between the living and the dead. PAIGE’S POV Shaking in fear, I realized the dilemma I was in. The good life I had imagined… shattered. I’d been scammed. From a distance, I saw an old woman approaching. Her lipstick was a deep, unsettling red, and her hair was dyed an artificial blonde. Her eyes were buried beneath thick, smudged eyeshadow. The tick-tack of her sandals on the cold floor echoed so sharply it felt like it pierced through my ears. She looked terrifying—scary wasn’t even enough to describe her.

As soon as he stepped into the clearing, the imposter’s expression shifted, a flicker of something dark passing over his face before he quickly masked it with a smile. Magnus stepped forward, his eyes cold and hard as he addressed the imposter. “Who are you?” he demanded, his voice laced with authority. “And what have you done with our Gamma?” The imposter’s smile faltered, and for a moment, the mask slipped, revealing the hatred that simmered beneath the surface. But it was only for a moment, and then the smile was back, though it no longer reached his eyes. “What are you talking about, Alpha?” the imposter replied, his voice dripping with feigned innocence. “I am Gamma Darius. I’ve been tr

That imposter had gone as far as altering her face to steal Elona’s identity. Jimmy clenched his jaw. “That means someone powerful helped her. A regular woman wouldn’t have access to that level of identity manipulation." Hearing his assistant's speculation, Alaric’s mind sharpened, gears turning with ruthless efficiency. He had to be careful. He couldn’t let the fake Elona or whoever she truly was, know that he had uncovered the truth. Not yet. No, first, he needed to know who was behind this. And why. His voice was calm, almost emotionless when he finally spoke. “For now, we continue as usual. She still thinks I believe she’s Elona.” Jimmy’s gaze flickered with understanding. “You’re going

I said to him. “A funeral? Who died?” he looked around puzzled. “Simeon,” “He works for me, that is unfortunate. How did he die?” “He hit his head and suffered a concussion, very tragic,” Larog did not look like he believed me. I could be imagining it but it was as though he already had an idea of what had happened. “Yes, very tragic.” *+*+*+*+*+ The imposter had awoken and I was just in time to see him rouse from his very long sleep. When his eyes met with mine, they froze with fear.

To be honest, I feel like I am an imposter sitting here. The Chinese man takes out a wad of documents and places it on the elongated conference table, while Iris places an Apple laptop on it. “My name is Jimmy Chan, and I am the head director of the board.” The Chinese man introduces himself. His english is flawless, every word is pronounced perfectly. “Nice to meet you, I’m Quincy Daniels.” I say formally and Mr. Chan smiles. “I personally approve of this great change in the company, but I just don’t think you are ready, are you?” His voice triggers me and anxiety begins to choke me.

While the Riders and Lycan men collected and stacked the bodies of the goblins, Lord Commander Agamori assessed the women and children for injuries while her searched for the woman Daniel had been speaking of. Seeing Mory dressing a woman's arm, the tall blue-eyed man approached her. His eyes were drawn to blood stains on her abdomen and leg making him raise his arrogant white brow. "You appear to be injured, my lady." Mory glanced down at her leg and shook her head before going back to her task. "No. I'm not." Agamori clicked his tongue and nodded to the bloody hole in the leg of her jeans. "I beg to differ. You're bleeding."

Sheeshan ran into the hallway to make sure everything was still okay. Trixie made it a point to go over and talk to the imposter. She didn't want anyone to suspect anything. According to Zeek, if Sheeshan pulled this off, she would have nothing else to worry about. The fake Dane looked suspicious when she walked up, and right away she regretted coming over, but there was nothing to be done about it now. Her plan was to say hello and leave, but before a word could be uttered, a small group surrounded her. All the people were strangers. Trixie cursed herself for being so stubborn and not listening to Sheeshan. The Dane imposter transformed right in front of her, and she lost all hope of surviv