Pov: ???

You must be wondering who I am. I can't actually say it, but I'll give you a hint, I'm what they call a Mastermind. I'm in charge of the rules, I'm in charge of the setting, I'm in charge of the game. What game you might ask?

The killing game of course.

Oh no, I'm not Junko Enoshima, trust me. I'm not into that flashy fashionista look, it's just not my fling, you know? Nope, not into despair either, that stuff doesn't make any sense to me. Then why have a killing game, you might ask.

I don't know.

Part of me wants to see blood and gore first hand, part of me wants to experience the pain, the fear of being killed in your sleep. Hm. Maybe I'm into despair after all.

No, that's not it. I'm sorry I can't stick to this stupid script anymore, I don't know if I can take this. This, this thing I'm feeling.

Is it despair? I don't know, I don't like it .

I don't like it . I don't like it .

I don't like it .I don't like it .

I don't like it .I don't like it .

I don't like it .I don't like it .

Not even a bit.

Hope? Despair? Why does this sound so familiar? Who was I before this? How am I the Mastermind when I want to stop this? What am I doing?

Something bad's going to happen, I can sense it. I need to tell them to run, they can't come here, finally I'll put an end to this charade, I won't be the Mastermind anymore, I'll just be me.

Wait what's happening, why can't I call this off? No no no, this is bad, I'm the Mastermind, I'm in charge, so why's this happening? Nothing's working, listen to me.

You need to stop this, end the game, by the time it starts, my memories will be gone, but my name is- [REDACTED]