The killing game had been going terribly. People were dying and being executed left and right, so you decided to find out who the hell was doing all this.

You walked into the only barred off room after finding a key, and saw.. a strawberry blonde haired girl? “How the hell’d you get in here?!” She exclaimed, turning around in her chair.. it was none other than Junko Enoshima, the ultimate Fashionista.. or so they thought. She was the Ultimate Despair.