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HOPE WASN'T SOMETHING YOU HAD EVER SINCE THEN. Your family always convinced you that useless things peasants believe in, such as hope, will experience depressingly dire outcomes. And you followed their every teaching as if you're a mere puppet. The endless void you were left drowning in as a child influenced how you view the world today—your very own stage.
Naturally, you were exceptional in putting up a show. Gaining a rather odd title of the ultimate manipulator. And with that came your recruitment letter for Hope Peak's Academy.
two corrupted souls finding each other in one dire killing game