Don't Think Of This As The End
After being thrown what had appeared to be a master key-card enabling all access to everything, the group of students had appointed it to a leader and had left in a hurry not to anger Astral more. If the mastermind was gone now, if Monomi and Monokuma were gone now, if the rest of humanity on this desolate place named Orienne had died off... What was there left? What was there to return to?
There was nothing. That itself had to be a fact.
But, the truth is... It wasn't. Some part of you knew that throughout all of this, this torture and suffer, this pain inflicted by a scared soul, these various lies being told by the ones you had thought you could trust... There was still a small seed of hope. There must've been others out there. There had to be. If this wasn't Earth, there had to be something back there left. In all reality... If they were on a different planet... There had to be that chance. Could've there been re-population elsewhere? Could humanity still be alive?
It was always possible, there was no doubt about it. However, something seemed to have pushed this aside. You had wished to live on, to live longer, to get out of here for those who had lost and those who would remain lost within the depths of space and time. You wanted to fulfill their dreams for them. You felt the urge to make them happy. An urge to make them proud. And overall...
As a human, you had knew you had to find the truth. Your curious mind couldn't stop thinking about it-- What could've happened-- What was ever wrong-- Why you exactly were here... You needed to find the answers, even if it took the rest of your life to discover.
Taking the closest escape route out of the base, you all had managed to scurry around this hellhole of a planet and find items of use. Within Axis Mundi, the celestial connection between heaven and earth, your prayers had been answered. There were multiple, small ships lined near the city's edge facing away from your old 'home', the 'moon base'. With everybody's cooperation, you were able to split into two groups, get within this futuristic machinery, and call for help.
A distressed signal had resounded around the galaxy, penetrating through the sun, moon, and stars themselves. With mechanical replies and directions from the almost died-out machinery, you had set it to autopilot and wished for the best.
You and your friends... Yes, you had decided-- Friends... Were together now. You had made it out alive. You have to stay strong for them. You have to make it through for them. You have to, and no other unreasonable 'choice' you could come up with in your mind was acceptable.
This was the path that the universes have fated. It's what you had to follow. Written out by some strange, manipulated form of destiny... You were merely playing a game of the gods themselves bestowed down upon you to be enacted and carried out until the very end.
With a slow start, the engines had purred to life. Looking out the windows of the ship you were in, you could see the others. Slowly giving a wave, both ships had fired up and took off, heading what had seemed to be different directions, becoming lost within the cosmos itself.
You knew it was until a true, pure death do you part-- and this was of no less. You had hoped to see them again soon some other day. May your paths cross again in future endeavors, and in the meantime, your bonds strengthen as you explore the universe hoping to find the answers of whatever this god-given life you had obtained yourself. A million little twinkle lights of neon blue had lit your path, and now stuck on this assigned course for who knows how long, you had slowly drifted to sleep.
Your thoughts are pure. Your heart is of gold.