There is such a long silence before she answers him, at least it feels long to him. His sluggish mind still tries to grasp at what is going on, fragments of knowledge rising out of the depths of his memory. When Chiaki does give him an answer he can’t seem to make any sense of it. What does she mean by Hope Restoration Program and who was this person who helped him out of a coma? Why would he be in a coma? The last thing he remembers is …
Gundham goes completely rigid, eyes widening. He doesn’t resist as she helps him sit up and once he has a straighter posture he just sits there, staring ahead of him. Eyes shift in their sockets, as if he is searching something only he can see. He tries to make sense of the revelations that are blooming in his mind. Much of it is just feelings and sensations, memories with no substance that a part of him knows he does not want to take full form. It feels like his own mind his trying to protect him, trying to keep something dark from shattering whatever tenuous hold he has.
One such sensation relates to his arms, a feeling that the reason he can’t move them isn’t because of this coma but something else. He thinks it might be his own fault but that doesn’t make much sense. Yes, he has hurt himself before but he can’t fathom why he’d cripple himself so. But, amongst all this uncertain, there is one thing he knows, one fact that he feels so deep in his bones.
“I died. … I should be dead,” he says, panic beginning to slip into his voice.
He gasps, curling in on himself as a powerful throbbing fills his skull. The ache spreads across his body, the memory of being trampled to death firing across his nerves.
The pain escaping him worries her deeply, knowing there isn’t much these hands could do except keeping him sitting. From behind the monitor, the experience her AI underwent, those tears shed at every execution and murdered victim. The gamer’s classmates fell down ... feeling she failed at being their class president from long ago. Those memories continue tormenting her with a rough aftermath to descend them all into despair. Wishing to ease this ache, fingertips fell down to soothe the breeder’s back gently. No matter how relieved the Ultimate GAMER obtained all her friends from their comatose state, there’s still work to be done. It won’t be long until the other leaders within the foundation would come into this island and execute them personally. She understood their drastic change wouldn’t be enough, nor would the virus AI pass away as a ‘ destroyed influence ’. Everyone will believe they’re being overtaken by despair’s static with their brains containing her. Saddened irises shift to a determined gaze, fairly offered to one of her classmates fondly in the end.
❝ I know this may seem something impossible, something that shouldn’t have happened but please hear me out. You were all placed into a simulation to erase the despair Enoshima Junko inflicted on everyone. She horribly influenced you during our time back at Hope’s Peak Academy and our classmates committed ... the Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History or the TRAGEDY. ❞
All that scenery was painted in bloodshed and war which grew by these passing years in a slow manner. Every month felt like eternity until the gamer was found by the Future Foundation. It aches her to this day when she sat on stand by, hopelessly watching her classmates being hunted down like animals. She didn’t believe in their philosophy of executing them all to eliminate despair. Those daunting memories of gazing at Enoshima’s shadow were enough to let her know it’s impossible. Concepts can’t be erased ... they can’t be, no matter how desperately they wanted to vanquish it from reality. Shaking through that hold, Chiaki manages to get a grip after explaining what had happened with this plan. ❝ Unfortunately, the simulation went wrong because someone managed to upload a virus of Enoshima inside before you all entered the program. She made all of us go through a killing game in the hopes of taking control of your bodies to overthrow the Future Foundation. I’m a part of the organization and doing this was ... was the only way to save you all, Tanaka-san. We need to have you and everyone else recovered before they arrive to ki---kill you all. ❞
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