Earn Your Happy Ending

In the end…

You chose to return to the life you once had.

After all, you were given what most people could only dream of having. A second chance at life. And how could you pass an opportunity like that up? To return to your friends and family you hold so dear. Sure, the reaper’s game and entry fee’s may have taken a lot from you over the weeks you’d been there but that doesn’t mean you’ve given up on hope completely. Even if things would never be the same as they were before at least you could be given back the life and future that was cruelly taken away from you by Kousei just weeks prior.

After you two come to a decision, and after watching the brutal death of a girl you can’t seem to remember anymore, Chuuya and Anatol approach you. You watch them give their farewells and with a flash of their hands there’s a sudden flash of white that overtakes your vision…

When you open your eyes you realize you’re  outside of the Haniiro forest. Dazed and disoriented.

How… Exactly did you get here? Weren’t you just in the manor just moments ago? You check over yourself and are relieved to see you’re all in one piece. As you look around you’re surprised to see a clear and sunny sky above you, something you hadn’t seen for weeks during your stay at the manor. There’s birds singing, insects and critters chirping, and no sign of that wretched mansion anywhere to be seen.

Just as you’re wondering what to do you hear the crunching of leaves and soft footsteps behind you. As you turn around you hear an audible gasp from a woman staring at you with wide eyes. 

“Oh my god are you…?" 

The Woman pauses for a moment, staring at you for a couple seconds before calling out behind her. 

”…Han-san you’re gonna wanna take a look at this.“

Soon the two woman are all over you, inspecting you for wounds and making sure you’re alright. You quickly recognize her as one two women you had seen enter the manor just weeks ago. But this time they actually see you. After making sure you’re okay and a couple of questions they quickly usher you with them and before you know it you’re at a police station.

What comes next is hard. You’re bombarded with questions. Where had you been for the past couple months? Where were the rest of your classmates? Who kidnapped you? It’s a struggle to find the right words to say. Police would never had believed your story anyway. After all, even in the old rundown manor Manor in the Haniiro forest there was nothing but old ruins and rotting wood. No signs of the killing game that had taken place. How were you to explain that you had practically been spirited away and been forced to watch your classmates die and murder each other? That your captor was long dead and gone? Whether you told the truth or lied and said you couldn’t remember it doesn’t matter to you.

In the end you were brought home to your families, some pleasantly surprised to see some of them. While you’re not sure if you had regained your lost entry fees or not it seems the possible ones involving your family members had been returned. Or were they ever truly in danger to begin with? It’s hard to say.

But despite the hardships and struggles you had been through, the deaths you were forced to witness, all of that was finally in the past. The tragedy and the horror would never truly leave you, but at long last you were finally free. Reunited with your family members safe once more

After it was all over, after watching the mastermind behind all this death and suffering finally get executed, things were silent. There were only three of you left now. Just you and the reapers. And for a moment Chuuya and Anatol just looked at each other and back at all of you. It seems they didn’t expect their own ‘boss’ to just let himself be executed like that. After clearing his throat a bit, Chuuya finally speaks up.

“…Well, I suppose with dearest Kousei finally gone… We’re in charge now. We’re next in rank after all, it’s only fair.”

“Besides, I believe it would be much more beneficial for everyone if we took charge. Things are in need of some desperate change around here. Like some well needed precautions in cause some lowly ranked reaper barges in with a murder plan again. Hmph…”

After his initial irritation faded away and realizing he still need to deal with the remaining survivors, Chuuya turns to face you three with a smile. His hands clasped neatly in front of him as he began to speak.

“Now, I’m sure you’re all all what’s going to happen to you all. You’ve… Technically won? Or rather since Kousei has been dealt with this game has come to a close. We certainly have no intentions of continuing this little murder game, not with so few of you left. That’d just be cruel wouldn’t it?”

Chuuya laughs at his own unamusing joke.

“Anyway, since you’ve won we can finally offer you your prize. Originally the prize for winning was simply being able to be brought back to life. However… since Kousei is no longer with us I believe it would only be fair if we brought back the other prize option for you all to choose from. You can either return to your life as normal or transcend to a higher form of spiritual existence.”

What the heck was that suppose to mean? Seeing the confused look on your faces the reaper clears his throat and starts to clarify.

“Basically it means you become a reaper and work for us. Immortality and a job, intriguing no? Now this won’t mean you’ll be stuck in these manor forever. There are other games being held in various locations so if you so choose we’ll happily relocate you to your heart’s desire.”

“You don’t all have to make the same decision of course. If one of you wishes to join us while the other two wish to be brought back to life then that’s perfectly acceptable. We do ask that you hurry up with your decision however. The sooner we can get you all dealt with the better.”

With that he goes quiet, leaving you to your decision. For some it may have been an easy choice. For others, not so much. 

But in the end the big question still remained.

inktober day 18: a Very Special Girl since reaper’s game endgame started today

oh my precious daughter whomst i love and adore??

and then megami i guess

enjoy

goodboyes

showin off the boi

And then there’s the Beaus, they float above it all…

Beau Sin, head cheerleader, her dad is loaded, he sells engagement rings.

Beau Satoshi, no discernible personality, but her mom did pay for implants.

As you grasped the concept of the murder game being concluded in the sense of no more death was suppose to be occurring and finding Clarity had been murdered it left you wondering…who? And why. But the hosts seemed to show up at the right time…

“Tsk…Tsk…Tsk…It appears you found her….I thought she was just going to be laying out here and was going to decay before anyone found her…”

What was that suppose to mean? Couldn’t they have just told them that someone had been murdered again?

“I bet you have many questions…but this murder is different… as it was committed by the boss. That is right, the boss is who killed dearest Clarity. As to why…you’ll just have to ask them yourselves when you find their identity….”

Anatol pauses once more allowing Chuuya to speak now…He on the other hand seemed just as confused as the rest of you. As if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing either. With a long sigh, he can’t help but murmur out his frustrations.

“I knew the boss said they were bored but sheesh… I thought we were done with this whole murder nonsense.”

Crossing his arms with a huff, your host turns his attention back to you with a frown.

“I believe dearest Anatol explained it well enough. If you want to find the person responsible for keeping you here then you better start looking. This is your final task after all… Find Clarity’s killer and you’ll find your answers.”

Name: Clarity Hana

Time of Death: ???

Time of Discovery: 1:15pm

Location: Graveyard

Cause of Death: Exsanguination

“..wouldn’t be surprised of you wanted me to…”

It’s a small mutter to herself, barely above a whisper. And then she’s shooting back another gulp of juice.

Her glasses slip down the bridge of her nose as she looks to the ceiling. She catches herself lingering on the light for a second too long, a spot following her vision.

“…Don’t be. I mean, you’re right. Shit could go sideways at any moment. Nothing we can really do about it.”

Megami falls silent again. Her brows furrow a fraction. If one pays attention, her face tenses slightly in concentration. 

“….gotta be some way to break it…”

Ji-Hye can’t actually hear what Megami says, but she hears the mutter and glances up. But she’s not going to ask her to repeat herself, and just knocks back more juice.

“Well, whatever the next motive is, maybe we’ll all just be smart this time. I..I mean I told Sascha I thought we’d be smart but I was fucking wrong then. But still...what else can they hit us with? They can’t even come up with good entrance fees for me anymore.”

A motive was probably easier than a fee, but still. She wanted to have some hope that they were running out of steam.

Megami quirks a brow. She has no doubt pretty much everyone here would be experiencing varying degrees of depression and nihilism. Still, it’s a little surprising to hear spoken so blatantly.

But she doesn’t object. Really, who’s got time for “hope” around here? She’s seen everyone crumble down with every motive, murder, trial, rinse and repeat. Ji-Hye sure seemed to be one their little group that was really being affected. At least outwardly. Who knows what was going on in the heads of everyone else?

…She’s not gonna go asking, of course. But hey, who knows, y’know?

She taps her fingers against the liter, her free hand moving to brush a lock of hair out her face. You stick with a hairstyle for over a year and it’s gonna fight back when you up and change it.

“Hmm… Can’t say I’ll follow after you.”

This blatant melodrama happens now. Ji-Hye will be fine in a second, but the trial just ended moments ago. For now she’s still in her sulking mood. The others were also like this presumably, but who knows when each of them would bounce back?

“Well, I wouldn’t ask you to. I don’t want you to die. I’m just saying the chances are likely.”

Another munch.

“There’s so little of us. If  I went, we’d be down to a fourth of the people we had when we walked in. Who knows when it’s going to end. Sorry.”