Oh, I doubt that's true. [Her voice is sweet, soft, poisonous. As is her smile.] Naegi is, if nothing else, disgustingly predictable. I'm sure that he and his losers used my technology to "fix" you all.
[As if being brought into the fold of Ultimate Despair needed to be fixed. She stole the technology from Matsuda and Mitarai worked beautifully for how she planned and needed them. It was a work of art. Despairingly so. The fact that it was used against her beloved senpai was something she saw coming from ten steps ahead.
It's why she had her virus in place. It's why she turned Yukizome-sensei. It's why she had Monoka and her little discarded Warriors. It's why she had all these plans. And if Nagito is here telling her that they worked, to a point, her despair is complete.
And it feels her with more Despair.
She laughs, high and menacing, squeezing her joined hands and placing her hand around his slender throat. She doesn't need to know that he thinks that his Hope will win. Everything is Despair. Despair is everything. She will always win. He's just too damn stupid to get it.
Even in death, even in defeat, even if Naegi and his cronies and Munakata and his cronies... even if it all goes how she thinks it will, how she's sure it will, she still wins.
Her laugh turns into a familiar, high pitched voice that she knows he'll recognize.]
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[As if being brought into the fold of Ultimate Despair needed to be fixed. She stole the technology from Matsuda and Mitarai worked beautifully for how she planned and needed them. It was a work of art. Despairingly so. The fact that it was used against her beloved senpai was something she saw coming from ten steps ahead.
It's why she had her virus in place. It's why she turned Yukizome-sensei. It's why she had Monoka and her little discarded Warriors. It's why she had all these plans. And if Nagito is here telling her that they worked, to a point, her despair is complete.
And it feels her with more Despair.
She laughs, high and menacing, squeezing her joined hands and placing her hand around his slender throat. She doesn't need to know that he thinks that his Hope will win. Everything is Despair. Despair is everything. She will always win. He's just too damn stupid to get it.
Even in death, even in defeat, even if Naegi and his cronies and Munakata and his cronies... even if it all goes how she thinks it will, how she's sure it will, she still wins.
Her laugh turns into a familiar, high pitched voice that she knows he'll recognize.]
You don't need them, Komaeda. You've got me.