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SUPERNOVA - Chapter 1 : All Good Things Must Fall

As all things end, so must something new begin...

IT’S FINALLY HERE!!

Here is chapter 1 of Supernova, took me a while, but I did it! You proud of me, papa?? This was a lot of fun to put together, this is also the most I’ve ever used this drawing tablet, so it was perfect practice learning its ins and outs. >:3

Though my art style isn’t the best, it is just how I draw (as of now), so I tried to really put effort in making effects look proper, gradients to look nice, in general making it look clean. There isn’t a lot of words in this chapter whooops but that was a stylistic choice (what you guys think? effective? not?), and the next chapter will definitely have actual dialogue :P

Sorry for any inconsistent details and my inconsistent art style :p

PLEASE, ANY COMMENTS AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS WELCOME AND WANTED!!

Dai’s distressed voice basically invited for bad feelings to spread throughout one’s body. Although Katsurou tried their best to tell themselves that nothing too terrible happened, deep down, they knew that this was wishful thinking - not when Dai sounded so incredibly upset. It was on an entire different scale than when the mutual killing game was announced.

(It still didn’t hurt to remain optimistic, right?)

However, when they arrived at the destined place, the black-haired glass wearer all but froze at the sight before them. One of their classmates was lying on the stairs. If that would be the only thing, then it would’ve been just a strange occurence - however, there was so much more-- too much--

Blood. There was blood. The liquid that ran through their bodies. However, was it even running when the body was so motionless? When Minako’s eyes were without any ounce of life? When her arm was so... so...

A sharp inhale followed, before Katsurou slapped their hands in front of their mouth to keep their horrified scream down as much as they could. The demiboy was shaking, tears already welling up in their eyes. They didn’t even bother to stop them, letting them freely run down their cheeks. However, what they could do was to... at least use their long sleeves to cover their pitiful face from anyone else. After all, they had to deal with their own distress already - no need to add to it.

(They were supposed to get out of here alive, all of them.)

(So why...)

(Why...)

“M-Mei-chan... T-This isn’t-- I-It’s... I-It’s just a dream... a-a very, very bad dream, r-right...? I-I--”

At this point, Katsurou was merely mumbling, before cutting themselves off. It’s likely that no one even heard them excuse themselves - they needed to be by themselves, but... they also needed to be productive, right? They were supposed to... find out why this happened. How. And who.

“E-Eh--?”

What was going on? She.. she had not being expecting something like this to happen. She had just fallen under the assumption that being locked in here was like some weird stress situation to get everyone to bond closer together. Mass panic caused people to get closer, right?! She’d heard it happen in a movie. Movies wouldn’t lie to her. 

Tamika had ended up ushered towards the scene of the crime, the stench of blood causing her to cover her mouth and nose with her free hand, the other firmly gripping onto her cane as she started to back away.

As they got summoned by a frightened-sounding Dai, Akki's stomach twisted in knots.. The smaller male took Mordecai's hand in his, to reassure them both, as they went to where they were called to. Akki knew that something unpleasant was in store, but this...

"..."

Akki's grip on Mordecai's hand tightened as he inhaled deeply. Even before any noise came from his lips, tears started flowing from his eyes as he gazed upon the surreal sight. Minako. The lovely, confidant lady with whom he shared his first date event in this place. Although Akki didn't know her well, she had left a good impression on him. Someone he definitely wanted as a friend... and now... seeing her like this, his face paled as the reality sunk in.  They were not safe here. This was not a dream. As blissful as the last few days had been for Akki, the truth decided to hit all of them as hard as it could, it seemed.  One of them was a murderer. Potentially, one of his friends was a murderer... someone he's meant to feel safe and at ease with took a life and his, or god forbid, Mordecai's could be next.  As the rose-tinted world shattered around him, Akki moved behind Mordecai to cling to his back, letting out a few faint sobs for the lost life.

" I kn-knew her... M-mmorde.... sh...she was a-alive, I .... shh-she..."

Sayuri had been very hesitant to get out of her bed when she heard the announcement. Though she had been excited for the party, and all the other hectic antics of their stay, she had totally assumed that everyone had simply decided not to murder. In hindsight, maybe that was too naive.

When she saw Minako, dread filled her heart (or...what would constitute a heart). There was truly somebody in their class that willing to kill?

"I..I can't believe this! How could anybody be so cruel?"

They had been told to go to the stairs by a frightened Dai. Bland already had a terrible feeling. The  childish voice over the intercom didn’t help.  Was that Dai or Suki making it?  Was it their boss? 

It didn’t matter the moment Bland caught sight and smell of the body all other thoughts had left his mind. There was the scent of blood. There was a dead student on the stairs.  

Anyone close enough to Bland could hear his strange breathing as he took a step back. 

“H-How. W-Why? Who would?! [I-I-I c-can’t.]” 

This. Like. Wasn’t. Like. How. Like. This. Like. Was. Like. Supposed to. Like. Happen. Like. Nope. Like. Ha. Like. Nope. Like. Ha ha.

He he. He he, he he, he he he he he, “he he he he he he he, ha, ha, ha-” Doubling over in laughter, he clutched his hand to his mouth, trying to stifle the laughter, eyes glazed over as he looked at the body on the floor.

Mei was an idol of his growing up. A model he could follow. Maria liked to point her out- here, she’s famous, be more like her, she said, be more like her. She was just as gorgeous in real life as she was in the magazines and television. Dolled up in black and blue- oh, those were really pretty colors, he should try it, he should be pretty more.

Be pretty, be really really really pretty like that was how he could fix all of this, pretty, be pretty, cause a fight between two people people only care about for laughter, be pretty, be pretty, say something stupid, people like it when people say dumb things, it makes them feel better, be pretty, be pretty, this wasn’t that hard, be pretty be pretty, were people looking at him funny for smiling?

He strode up to Mei- not the body, Mei, Mei was not a body, of course she wasn’t a body, she had an amazing body but to be an actress of course you had to. He kneeled down, tilting his head. “Wow, like, she really is, like, an amazing actress, right? Like, oh my gosh. And her makeup is like perfect, like, how do you make such, like, real looking bruises.”

Finger trailing over the bruise, soft skin bending under his touch, he giggled again. “She doesn’t even move! Like, this is why she’s the best actress in like ever. Here, like, I’ll wake sleeping beauty with a kiss.” He gently kissed his forehead.

Nothing. Why didn’t she react. She should react. Why wasn’t she-

She’s not dead. Of course she’s not dead, she’s not dead, not dead, not dead, not…not…Standing up, he stood straight, still smiling. “They probably, like, got some prop guy to like make a match. That’s, like, so clever, right guys? Like, oh my gosh, Dia, Suki, you really, like, outdid yourselves! Like it’s so, like, it’s like so amazing. Like a like…mystery thingy right? This’ll be so much fun. Just let me go change, kay?”