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✧ nothing is fair in this game

tw: descriptions of blood and death

note: i forgot i had this saved on my google docs and it was a wip from around 2 months ago so i took it upon myself to finally finish it and here it is. based on sdr2 but it doesnt spoil anything from the game and you don't need any knowledge on danganronpa whatsoever to read this

synopsis: your untimely demise hits everyone hard, but lovino suffers the most.

“A body has been discovered! After a certain amount of time has passed, the class trial will begin!”

No. This couldn't be happening. Everything up to this point had been going well. There were no murders for at least 3 days.

So why... Just why did another one have to take place? And out of all the people... Just why did it have to be you? The only person who he could proudly call a friend? The only person who could tolerate and even go as far as to be enamoured with his being.

It’s so damn unfair, Lovino came to realise the more time drawled on. He just couldn't comprehend as to why the universe was so cruel. To strip him of the only thing which brought him joy and contentment in this cursed place anymore.

Stupid universe... When I find the bastard that killed [Name] I’ll rip their goddamn throat out...

His rage only fueled him on as he stormed away from the scene to hopefully calm down. Nothing good would come of his fury at whoever did the deed. In fact, maybe he would even ask the mastermind if he himself deliver the execution for the gruesome killing.

After a short amount of time, Monokuma appeared to hand everyone the monokuma file containing the details of the murder case.

“The victim is [First Name] [Last Name].

The body was discovered in the kitchen next to the left side cabinets.

The estimated time of death is unknown.

The only injuries the victim has abstained were directly located on the head and the victim’s right hand.

The force of a blunt object is speculated to be the cause of their death. Furthermore, the death was positively instantaneous.“

They all read it once... then twice... and then some. But no matter how many times each one of them processed the words on the brightly lit screen, they couldn’t stomach the though that the killer was among them and that after countless promises of keeping each other safe, someone broke it.

Everyone avoided Lovino like the plague during the investigation and after his sudden but expected leave, for they knew just how much despair your death has brought him. And the last thing they needed is an unstable Lovino lashing out at everyone. No, they knew much better than that. He would come to investigate in his own time, they were sure of it.

With this, they had also came to realise the Italian wouldn't be easy to bring solace to. Not at all. With his brother, Feliciano, his dearest companion, Antonio and his beloved dearest friend, [Name] gone, he wouldn't be consolidated. He would most likely refuse to be by someone other that the deceased trio.

This isn't good..., was the only thought ringing through Ludwig's head as he inspected the head wound you had suffered, the weapon still being searched for. Although the weapon hasn’t been located yet, he could clearly see how huge the split of your head just was: it could be easily deducted that the weapon of choice must have been something rather big and heavy.

The killer must have washed the blood off... it would be impossible to hide such a huge murder weapon... Verdammt... if only I vas more cautious of everyone’s actions this could have been avoided. Und Lovino... he wouldn't be suffering anymore than he already has to. Anyway, I should continue the examination to not miss anything. We have to find the killer.

[ “Open head wound” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

On some level, the German understood what Lovino was going through, after all, he lost both Gilbert and Feliciano all in the same day, the case being a double murder. The only difference is that he made amends a long time ago; he understood that his loved ones wouldn't go back and that he should just come to terms with their deaths.

Lovino was the exact opposite. You had been the only person comforting him after the deaths of his brother and friend. Even then, he couldn't even fathom the thought. But now that you were gone... There was no one to keep him at bay. No one to reassure him everything would turn out okay. No one to hold him back from committing a mistake which could result in his execution.

Alfred glanced at the body in front of him nervously, as he skimmed over the letter which lured you out to the kitchen. If this keeps up, we might have another murder... I can't let that happen. The blonde took a deep breath in, his azure blue eyes scanning the surroundings once he pocketed the piece of paper. He wouldn't let the killer get off scot free.

The handwriting looks forged... I don’t recall anyone having this kind of messy writing on this island. I’ve seen what they all write like, I’m sure this was used to cover up their true identity. Tsk, they really think we won’t find out.

[ “Forged letter” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

Just as you lay there, your open injury still covering the wooden floor in thick, magenta liquid, Arthur looked over the area around you. For some odd reason, he had noticed, the nail from your index finger had been ripped off and was laying on the ground. It just didn't add up. If you had suffered a blow to the head, why would the only other injury happen on your hand? Much less your nail?

Bloody hell, what was the killer even thinking? And why had they chosen you... Must have been targeting that bloody Italian. They easily could have chosen Lilly now that Basch is gone. And [Name] sure as hell was one strong individual. The killer must have taken them by surprise and used that to their advantage. Could they have been hiding...? But if so, just where?

[ “Ripped fingernail” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

“The estimated time of death is around 2 am.” Yao stated as he performed a much needed autopsy, which indirectly answered Arthur’s question.

So they hid in the dark... The only place I can think of is behind the huge cabinet... or maybe even inside it? It certainly is big enough to fit a person in. And its contents are scattered around on the counter. The killer must have emptied it and hid there before [Name] even came.

[ “Cabinet” and “Estimated time of death” have been added to the Truth Bullets]

“Such a cruel death... I can’t believe one of us would do it...” Yao mumbled under his breath as he stared into your widely open, lifeless eyes. He felt a painful tug at his heartstrings, if only he had payed more attention to everyone’s actions...

The killer... I’ll find them and avenge [Name]’s death. I promise.

“Hm, could that be blood?” Violet eyes examined the fuschia, stainless steel mixer. It was just a speck of the magenta liquid in the corner, almost perfectly blending in with the paint. It looked to be half wiped but has already dried up and clung to the equipment in desperation, as to camouflage itself. Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly, still staring at the weapon which was probably used to end your life.

Clever, so they used the mixer to ensure prying eyes wouldn’t notice the remaining blood. This would imply that they had been in a hurry though, and knew they wouldn’t have much time to clean the scene of murder up... Interesting case, I just wish it wasn’t [Name] who was the victim...

[ “Blood stained weapon” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

With hasty yet calculative footsteps, Matthew made his way over to the sink before swiftly opening up the cabinet to inspect the bin. Without much struggle, he emptied the contents out and scanned them with as much precision as he could muster. That was until his eyes landed on the wipes stacked inside of the lime green tissue packet. One of them just barely stuck out. In contrast to the grassy colour of the plastic, it was stained with a deep roseate.

Hm... So they put the used wipes into the packet and hid it in the deepest part of the bin to hide the evidence. Whoever this killer is... they’re smart and knew exactly what they were doing. I wonder how long it took them to plan this.

[ “Used wipes” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

“Find something?” Arthur came up behind the caramel haired Canadian with a glint of interest in his emerald green eyes.

“Yeah, just this pack of used up wipes.” Matthew looked behind him and showed off the clue he had just found.

“Ah... so I take it you’ve come to the conclusion too...” Arthur mumbled underneath his breath.

“You’ve seen the mixer?” Matthew’s voice came out meeker than he would like it to.

“Yeah, I have.” The Brit wasted no time confirming the inquiry before bidding his companion a farewell: he was yet to figure out why your fingernail was off after all.

Before he could think, one of his greatest banes of existence, Francis, sauntered up to him with a dangerous slit in his eyes.

“I think I know who did this horrible deed.” It was all it took for the Brit’s attention to be directed onto the Frenchman.

“Do you now? Are you sure? Is there evidence?” Arthur cocked his head to the side as to confirm.

“Oui. I’ve realised Natalya has been keeping quiet and after following her for a little while, I’ve noticed something interesting... Her and Ivan were speaking in those quiet voices but I managed to hear her say something about [Name].” Francis explained thoroughly.

“That’s not bloody helping...” The Brit closed his eyes in slight irritation.

“Ah, ah, ah! I’m not done yet! I I then came up to the two of them and asked for alibis. They claimed to be around each other the whole night, in Ivan’s cottage but the lies were obvious. I’ve been around enough people to know their intentions. It’s either Ivan or Natalya.” His words shocked Arthur to the core. For once, Francis has proven to be useful. He made a mental note to not forget the testimony and thanked the blonde before quickly walking off.

The alibi was obviously flawed, even Feliciano could come up with something smarter. I should investigate the body now and tell everyone else what I heard. This should make them realise and doubt Natalya and Ivan. Now we just have to find out which one of them did it.

[ “Francis’ account” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

“That bloody frog has a point. We all have alibis for last night except those two... We just need evidence. That’s all.” Voice coming out confident, Arthur’s eyes scanned every nook and cranny of the kitchen before finally going into action.

“I wish big brother was still here... If only he hadn’t saved me that day, he would have been able to help solve this case...” Lilly’s tears soaked into her dress sleeves as she eyed your body from the corner.

“Hey now, it’s okay Lilly. We can solve this together okay? We will catch the blackened and serve them some justice!” Elizabeta’s voice didn’t waver in the slightest as she exclaimed in hopes of cheering Lilly up.

“Okay-” Lilly mumbled but before she could continue, a scream escaped her lips as she felt the ground beneath her collapse, causing everyone’s panicked stares to train onto her.

Just as she was about to land on her back, Elizabeta grabbed and pulled her up by the arms, in time prevent another injury.

“W-What the hell?” Ludwig stood up in a matter of seconds and quickly made his way over to where the two girls were standing.

“That’s... a faulty plank.” Matthew commented as he too, came over to inspect the scene.

“It’s not properly secured. But why that spot in particular? The rest of the floorboards seem to be okay.” Alfred voiced his thoughts out to the group as he crouched down and lifted the wooden plank up.

“Wait... what is that white thing in the corner?” Ludwig questioned, staring at the magenta stained, clearly old but recently used rag.

“It’s... It’s a rag... with blood stains... Could they be.. [Name]’s?” The American male looked around with confusion brimming in his sea blue eyes.

“Most likely...” Matthew nodded his head.

Either [Name] attacked the culprit back and caused them to bleed or the murderer themselves tried to clean something else up. We already distinguished that they used wipes to clean the murder weapon so this must be the latter...

[ “Blood stained rag” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

Alfred thought over the possible scenarios of what happened in his head.

“Well Lilly... looks like we helped out after all.” Elizabeta gave the girl a somewhat melancholy smile as she tried to make light of the horrible situation.

“Hey, can you move this carpet to the right so we can fish this thing out?” Alfred asked in a hurried manner, eager to find more clues.

“Sure.” Matthew responded before dragging the burgundy, rough looking tapestry as instructed. However, he couldn’t have been prepared to find the fuschia liquid footprint on the ground.

“It seems the killer isn’t intelligent after all... Recklessly leaving a major clue like that.” Ludwig piped up from beside the Canadian.

“We should take everyone’s footprints.” Yao came over due to the commotion as he overheard the claims.

“Good idea. That way, we can determine who was at the crime scene.” An inaudible sigh escaped the German’s lips.

“I'll date the blood to see if it matches [Name]'s estimated time of death.” Black hair draped over his shoulder, Yao glanced at your idle body before brining his attention back to the footprints.

Slightly touching it with a q-tip, the Chinese male inspected the thick consistency and the colour. The liquid’s outline was by now a dark magenta and some spots have gone darker than others.

“I’d say it’s been here for at least 8 hours...” Yao gave his prediction as he looked up to meet Ludwig’s gaze.

“So around 2:00 am?” Alfred piped up from next to him. The ebony haired male nodded at the question.

“The time of death for [Name] was also estimated to be 2:00 am so these two would definitely be connected.” Yao affirmed as he stood up and dusted his knees off.

[ “Bloody footprint” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

The killer must really not be as smart as we thought. If we get the footprints, this trial will be a breeze. Unless it’s a set trap... that wouldn’t be good. But Matthew has already stated before that the culprit was in a hurry with the way they left things. Such a sloppy job... Although if it wasn’t for Lilly’s fall, we would never have discovered these clues and probably wouldn’t check under the floorboards or carpet. Such a coincidence saving us must mean something. Perhaps it’s still Lovino’s good luck helping us out? Who knows.

Yao’s thoughts seemed to only drive him toward hope. He would make sure your death wasn’t in vain. That’s for sure.

“Should we collect the footprints?” Matthew slid his glassed up his bridge nose with his index finger as he glanced at Alfred.

“Yeah, the sooner we get them the better. For all we know, Monokuma could announce the end of the investigation very soon to throw us off like the last time. Let’s go.” Alfred responded, crafting his words carefully as to not mess up the speech. He couldn’t let the same mistake happen like the last time, where he lost favour and was nearly blackened when he uttered the sentence wrong.

Enough thinking about that... We should start with Natalya and Ivan, we haven’t seen them for a while. And then Lovino... I really don’t wish to doubt him but with the way things are, we have to doubt everyone in order to trust them.

With a final gulp of anxiousness, Alfred and Matthew exited the kitchen to pursue the two siblings. If they couldn’t get the footprints directly... they’d have to use other means, as they agreed.

“Mon dieu... This is a terrible fate for such a young person.” Francis took a look at your lifeless, silent corpse. He prodded over the countless possibilities of what could have happened the night you were murdered. Despite seeing your body for the upteenth time, he still couldn’t help but feel a shock run through his entire body. The sigh alone just made him want to collapse, but he couldn’t luck helpless and useless in front of his companions. He had vowed to himself he would be useful.

“I just know it was Natalya... zhat filthy degenerate who dared lay a hand on sweet, innocent [Y/n]...” Francis inhaled some air in to calm his nerves, but reality never disappeared and you were still gone.

Well... It's all fine! After all, she's not escaping this one.

Lovino still couldn’t come to terms with your death. He didn’t want to admit it, but he had a sneaking suspicion something would happen to you too, after all, it already happened to Antonio and Feliciano. Quite ironic considering he was the “Ultimate lucky student”. By this point, he was sure he should be deemed ‘unlucky’.

“So damn unfair... this despair... aha.... ahaha.... ahhahaha!” Lovino’s uncontrolled laughter soon erupted as he clutched his head in his hands with a tight grip.

"That all you have?! That all the despair you can cause?! Pathetic!” His eye twitched as a wretched grin etched itself onto his face, the muscles pulling up so tight that it physically hurt. With each attempt to stop himself from going any further, his mind slipped into a frenzied state, bringing him further away from rationality.

D-damn! Snap out of it Lovino you bastard!

The madness consumed him whole as the reality of the situation began seeping in. He wished he didn’t have to face it, but life seemed to have different plans for him.

Chaotic smile still present, the only new addition to Lovino’s demeanour were the fresh, salty, hot to the touch tears that streaked down his cheeks: they reflected the direct sunlight hitting his face as he tried to cancel out the voices in his mind.

‘You’re useless.’

‘Are you only good for moping around?’

‘You’re not gonna help investigate? Stupid.’

‘Idiot, do something.’

'Move your lazy ass and avenge [Name]!’

He had enough. He couldn’t stand it. He had to do something.

With tentative steps, he began to advance toward the sea. Maybe if the fresh liquid entered his lungs he could finally wake up from this nightmare and see everyone be fine, all in uniforms and heading to their designated classes.

“Lovino.” His breath hitched at the mention of his name. Surprised by the presence of somebody, he whipped his head around to meet those condemning emerald green eyes.

“What are you doing? You’re not planning on swimming at this time right? Unless you're the blackened and taking some bloody relaxation trip as we're all exceeding our limits trying to solve this case.” Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly as Lovino felt the adrenaline rush through his veins.

“Ce diavolo? You damn tea bastard, to think you’d accuse me of killing [Name]...” Lovino growled dangerously, although it didn’t seem to faze Arthur in the slightest.

“As I suspected. Good. You should start investigating so you know what’s going on.” Arthur quickly explained with a small nod before giving out a tired sigh.

[ “Arthur’s account” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

“Huh-” Before Lovino could finish, the Brit has already begun to walk away. He could only be grateful the male snapped him out of his crazed daze.

That’s right. He had an investigation to do. He couldn’t afford to waste anymore time than he already did. Maybe after the trial he could pity himself again, but not right now.

Elizabeta stared at the empty alcohol bottle that rest in her hand, the label mentioning contents which make the liquid up. I wonder what this vas used for... Probably cleaning wounds. It seems to be the medicinal purpose kind. Was zhe culprit hurt and had to clean their wounds? Or was this used even before the killing occurred?

[ “Empty alcohol bottle” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

“We have everyone’s prints.” Matthew entered the kitchen alongside Alfred, catching everyone’s attention.

“Great. We can compare them to the one which was under the carpet!” Yao exclaimed, both relief and dreadful anticipation painted all over his face.

Not before long, it was clear just who the footprints belonged to. No one wanted to believe that they perfectly matched Natalya’s but it was clear as day. They must be.

“They’re... identical.” Elizabeta gasped as she eyed the paper.

“What if this is a trap?” Ludwig tried to puzzle everything out in his mind.

"There is a chance Natalya's getting framed..." Matthew nodded his head at the German.

“We’ll see at the class trial.” Arthur sighed out.

[ “Outline of footprints” has been added to the Truth Bullets]

Lovino made his way around, questioning everyone on alibis right after he had finished examined the pieces of evidence.

He had managed to garner reliable and vital pieces of information to help solve this case. There was only one thought bugging him though, and it still didn’t add up.

Why the hell would the killer forge a note like that? [Name] would have known not to fall for that kind of trick. And it’s such a damn simple letter too. Nothing specific or anything. It must have been written after the killing. I just know it. But how do I prove it...?

Lovino stared at the floor in deep thought.

“I’d hate to cut this lovely outing between killmates short but the time has come for the class trial to unleash its full hostility potential upon all your young minds! Will you be executed or execute? Refute the statement or make the wrong assumption? Die crying or survive smiling? Phuhuhu... the thrill makes me want to combust~ Guess that can wait for after the blackened gets revealed ( ^ ^ )”

This god damn bastard better get on with this or else I’ll rip him to shreds myself...

“So... as always, meet up at the Monokuma Rock! Once you’re there, please proceed to the underground by taking the elevator located at the secret entrance. Phuhu~! I’ll see you ve~ry soon!”

A collective glance was all it took to get them moving.

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