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Chaos, complete and utter chaos; it surrounded Max, slowly pushing on his heart. He barely escaped Davis’ room with his live while people were dying all around him. First Braden exploded, then Thomas got decapitated, it was enough to make a familiar knob return to the police’s throat. But the horror wasn’t [i]close[/i] to over as Monokuma’s twisted words spelled the doom of so many more. At this point, there were more dead than alive, and it was enough to make a man crumble. Then as the last straw, his tools were confiscated by the worst person possible, as Emily doesn’t budge easy, if it all.

[color=0076a3]“I’m gonna...go for a walk.”[/color] He softly spoke to his peers.

With slow and strained steps, Max walked away from the scene, not even budging as he stepped through the bits and pieces left by Braden. There wasn’t any point in denying his reality; it was just his life now…

After walking around aimlessly for a while, he somehow found his way to the bathroom of his room, making sure to lock the door on the way in. Placing his hands on the sink counter, he turned on the tap, and as the consistent rumbling of the flowing water continued, so too did his thoughts flow in all directions.

Looking in the mirror revealed a defeated man with pale skin and dark eyelids. He released a deep sigh, splashing his face with water and hoping to somehow feel refreshed from it… yet, somewhere deep within his reflection, he saw something.

Dead people everywhere, the odds stacked against you, distrust sown at every corner. It was awfully similar to something; something he had seen before. And he vowed to stop it wherever it would surface, including here.

There was a flame; it began as a spark, but quickly rose to an inferno. It took root in his body, removing his fatigue as he released the lock on his room.

Slow steps once more, but this time deliberate and intimidating, he walked through the hallways of Axis Mundo, not responding to any stimuli except for one. One knock, two knocks, three knocks on the door. As he stood in front of Emily’s room, he prepared himself to get the weapon box from the infinite.