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You think you know a person, but you never really knew them at all. You never noticed their cowardice or coldness. You think you know yourself, but there's still more to discover. You were blinded by what you wanted, not what was really there. You thought you were safe, and found where you belonged. You were naive, a childish mindset you held. You hated how they all changed before your eyes. You finally get how it is, and you become what you hated all along. You know what you have to do now, and that's what you'll do. You will become solid as rock, and elusive as air. You will let them possess your body, but never your mind. You will becom

  Togami sat with Kirigiri and Naegi as they made their way by boat to the Future Foundation HQ. They had just made the biggest fix they possibly could when they found the bodies of another class from Hope's Peak virtually connected to a simulation that Naegi himself had decided to put them inside of, corrupt by the Enoshima virus. Though there was still plenty of work to do, The Future Foundation was succeeding in their mission to save the planet from the corruption of Despair. It seemed like in a decade, Despair might be no more at their rate of action. Togami had received a transmission indicating the return of members of The Future Foun

 The six survivors had ventured far from the ruins of Hope's Peak Academy, and eventually found themselves a home within the vast forests of Japan. They'd made a large rural farmhouse their home, even building up a perimeter to ensure safety. Things seemed to be alright, but radio threats from Despair seemed to be wearing all of them very thin, and the morning they saw fire emitting from the city over fifty miles off, caused them much concern. It had even put Byakuya Togami on edge. Last night, he had yelled at Fukawa; he remembered that part very clearly. That was about the time she ran out. It had all started with sneeze. That beast e

Chapter 11 Two weeks rolled by, and Edward had heard nothing about his release from the asylum. He was beginning to lose hope thinking perhaps they set him up to solve a case, but refused to set him free. It was highly possible that was the case, but Edward continued to wait to see what would happen. St. Patrick's day would be coming up soon, but he simply continued to watch the news hoping for something good to show itself. Still no Holiday Killer capture, and no news about any more killings until St. Patrick's day. Edward was getting anxious as the days went on. He continued to take his pills, and every so often he'd visit his doctor