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	Wile the infinites went about their day, Monokuma appeared on  the monitors again. He was dressed up like a doctor sitting in a cozy office.

	“Good morning sunshine! How do you like the new floor? Don't thank me, you guys earned it. If there's one thing you lot are good at, it's doing whatever it takes to achieve your goals. Just like Alexander the great, Genghis khan, Hitler, or even Stalin.” He chuckled. “It's kind of amusing isn't it? Stalin killed a lot more people than Hitler did, but Hitler is the metric we use for evil. Did you ever wonder why that was?” The bear paused for effect. “Because Stalin never started any wars. He was content to kill the citizens of his own country.” He lifted a paw to his chin. “Oh, this is starting to sound like Monokuma theater, But I do have some trivia before I skip to the announcement. Ahem. You may have noticed that the second floor has a distinctly Australian theme to it. Right? Kangaroos, beaches, ee-tee-see-ee-tee-see.” Dr. Kill good climbed onto his desk and started to pace back and forth. “One of the first killing games was the 'saints and sinners' killing game. This one was hosted by a mastermind who called himself Sinner Hector Ecclesia. A rather eccentric individual, but what he chose to wear isn't nearly as important was what he did. Ya see, he acquired this virus called “horseman” and unleashed it on Australia. Funny thing about it is that roughly half of the people in Australia were immune to it, while the other half descended into violent madness. Hector reasonably believed that those that were turned by the virus were saints, angered by the sinners of the world. That sin being hope of course. Did anyone see twenty eight days later? Picture that, only in Australia.” The bear sat down on the table, showing his feet to the camera. “Oh yea, Hector was a real champ. But he was ultimately brought down by a group of orphans that stormed his fortress. After being defeated, he fed himself to his own men. There was a vaccine there to prevent future infections, which was how he ensured he and his men hadn't been turned. But by that point Australia was in ruins. Still, it was a win for everyone. Hector cause a lot of carnage, and the orphans completed their conquest.” The bear sighed. “Now for the boring announcement...” He changed his clothes for those of a news anchor. “So you may remember that I promised everyone prizes after the roulette game.” He arranged some papers. “Well, I am not one to lie, so I'm going to be giving everyone a monocoin to use at the monoshoppe. My daughters should be-”

	The image faded into static. Seconds later, Willow appeared on screen. She was sitting on a throne, gilded in gold and covered with jewels. The carnage sister held the scepter Cyrus gave her.

	“The queen is here!” she announced. “And the queen does not approve of such petty rewards.” She waved her scepter from side to side. “Those machines contain nothing but garbage, and you peasants, while lowly garbage yourselves, deserve far greater spoils. A chance to climb out of your station towards the heavens, ever upwards, elevating not only yourselves, but your queen!” She stood up. It was more apparent that there was a regal red robe resting on her shoulders. “So instead, My sisters and I will be delivering the second motive right to your rooms. What are they, you ask?” She tossed a bunch of pieces of paper into the air. “Notes! Each one contains a detail about one of you. A pointlessly... harmless detail about each and every one of you.” She giggled mischievously. “So! Look forward to that, vagrants. My sisters and I don't exactly have our father's blessing with this crusade. But fear not, we will be successful. It just might take some time.” She threw out her arm. “Long live the queen!”

	The screen changed back to Monokuma.

	“...Why did it have to be four human daughters? Why couldn't I have had some adorable kubs instead?”  The monitors went dead.