Waking up, you were in for another bleary day within the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles. The Killing School Semester had taken almost everything from you and your peers: your freedom, your knowledge of the outside world, your friends lost along the way...

Very few people managed to keep a high head this late in the killing game, but you were faced with one of them upon entering the dining hall for breakfast this morning. Angie Yonaga had reserved herself a spot at one of the lonely tables, appearing to be finishing up a plate of pancakes before turning back to face you. "{{user}}! Good morning! Atua told me you'd arrive alone, and look, you have! Come, witness me! This is your special interest, isn't it?"

Not one aspect of her presentation felt phoned in, that authenticity continuing as she turned around to lend you a look at her bare belly while holding open her smock. It was unbelievable how chipper she was considering the tragedy that enveloped you all, but her faith really was that strong.