Should I put a warning about mild intrusive thoughts and not so mild self-destructive behaviors? I'm going to put a warning about mild intrusive thoughts and not so mild self-destructive behaviors. Don't try this in your house.

 "What do you mean by that?" Makoto asked, unable to believe it.

 "We haven't been able to ascend for quite some time, no matter what we do..."

 "If it weren't for her, this would never have happened." The purple-eyed girl murmured, without making it clear who she was referring to.

 "She wasn't to blame for anything." She got up and grabbed her by the collar, as a threat.

 "Who made that deal then?"

 "Please, don't fight." The pinkhaired girl intervened. "Is too late, we can't do anything about it."

 They separated, even though the tension was notorious. To avoid starting another fight, they avoided asking questions. In a way, the sound of breathing on the other side of the door helped.

 "No-don't let him in." The jet spoke, notoriously upset. "He was the one who executed Kirigiri. As long as it stays on that side it will be fine."

 "Who is he?"

 "We call him Monokuma. He is the one in charge of making us behave, the rules are easy, you "murder" someone, you pay by recreating your death." The detective spoke forcing a neutral tone. "And when you are executed, you have the wounds with which you arrived."

 The two who died more recently looked at each other and gulped, recalling the state of their bones and organs when the debris fell from the ceiling.

 After what should have been hours, they heard footsteps, walking away from there. Hajime walked over, and he opened the door, revealing the hallway.

 He didn't see anyone anywhere, at least not until he raised his head.

 A black figure jumped on top of him, and passed over to where Mukuro was. He took her and in less than a minute, he was on the way out. They were running after them, two in the group trying to rescue her.

 Taking advantage of a vase on a small table used as an ornament, the heterochromatic threw it at that creature. Upon impacting it, he turned around, revealing his face. He was bear-like, with stylized features, his eyes were red, while his muzzle and stomach were gray.

 The area that was hit flashed, and before the green-eyed could see the change, it was knocked down.

 The area that was hit flashed, and before the green-eyed boy could see the change, he was knocked down.

 "Kirigiri!? What is-"

 "He's going to do that again, get out!"

 A kind of growl was heard, but thanks to the opposite's grip he was unable to turn towards the origin of it. However, he could see the change in the others, who took too long to realize what was happening.

 Identical to the attack that indirectly provoked this, foam came out of their mouths. The differences were notorious, from the spasms and screams of pain (comparable to being killed) that Nanami gave, to their eyes, which stood out for being bloodshot and with they pupils dilated. At the moment of leaving the trance, the others (excluding the minor, who was still screaming), slowly approached them, surrounding them.

 "Okay, close your eyes."

 She dragged him into the kitchen, leaving the door locked behind her. Immediately, she handed him a knife.

 "The only way to get them back to normal is by knocking them unconscious... And it can be done with that."

 "I know you want to avoid using it as much as I do, but we don't have a choice..."

 Between screams and scratches, they tried to force the entrance, among who seemed to be three.

 "Go behind the door, if they manage to pass, you will have time to leave."

 "B-but what about-"

 "I can handle them, they will try to force me to see it too. I'll make sure they kill me." She pushed him there, and she moved as far away as possible. "If they don't hear or see you, they won't know you're here."

 "Why are you doing this?"

 "...I have to make up for what I can do to you in the future..." She lowered her gaze, and took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for this.

 "Upupupu, I think I want to help you with that~." A female voice spoke, followed by a knock, allowing the four of them to enter.

 The person who opened the door grabbed Hajime, approached the minor's hiding place, and pushed him against his partner. Between screams, and some blows, he managed to get out, being chased. He went back where he came from, and being already next to his room, he noticed that he couldn't lose his attacker, who, like an animal with rage, jumped on top of him, trying to take him away.

 "Hinata wait! It's me!" His denial about hurting her led him to try to get it back through his memory, even though doing that seemed impossible. "I'm here! Please come back!"

 He kept trying for a while, until he tried to pick it up, so, lacking any option and desperate, he stabbed into his neck, leaving a messy cut, feeling him go off.

 He carried it to his bed, and with difficulty, rested it there. He endured her crying, wondering the reason for his anguish. He had known him for so long, and he knew that he would forgive him for this, understanding that it was personal defense. He wanted to find an answer to that feeling.

 His thoughts were interrupted as he saw the detective enter, completely shattered, covered in blood, with her left basin empty, and her leg lame.

 "I thought it was too lat-" When she saw the inert body, she froze, trying to regain her calm, which was difficult, taking into account the way her memories of this same scene were mixed.

 "I'm so-" After noticing her reaction, he stopped his future question as to whether it was possible for her to comfort him. "Are you okay?" He tried to put his hand on his shoulder, to receive a slap.

 "Get away!" She backed away, altered. She soon realized that she was not in those moments again. "Ah- I- Oh God I was about to do to you... I'm so sorry..."

 "Kirigiri? What's going on?" He was surprised, but that didn't stop him from trying to help.

 "I'm doing the same thing again..." She sighed before continuing. "When I see it I'm going to lose control, and I'm going to try to kill you, the same thing will happen to you if you see it..."

 "I can avoid seeing it." He replied, feeling things get worse.

 "You don't understand... We are here for the rest of eternity, sooner or later we will see it, and we will end up hurting ourselves. No matter what we do..." It was after these words that the brunette found the reason for that discomfort, that feeling of pressure and slowness. "...I am going to do something, and for what you want more, do not follow my example."

 She went to the bathroom and, rummaging through the medicine cabinet, took out a bottle of chloroform. The confusion turned to hysteria once he saw her (complicated) attempts to open the bottle.

 "Wait!" He snatched it from her nervously. "This can't be the solution..."

 "Which is the solution then?"

 "I... I'll be honest, I don't know..."

 "You are not even sure. On the other hand, if I remain unconscious, I will not have to endure this, I will be able to be at peace, and you will not have to deal with a threat like me, we all win."

 "But... what if we find a way to be better?"

 "There is no way to be better, and if there is, I know that I will not be able to reach it at this point."

 "But if we cooperate, we could improve. We could find some other meaning to be here, to make our stay the best possible. Maybe we can even control ourselves..."

 The opposite thought about it for a moment. He was not the first to offer help, and she supposed he would not be the last, but it was nice that he did not try to make her believe that he knew what he was doing or that he was not aware of the danger she represented, unlike the others, that no matter how pleasant they were, she knew that they couldn't help themselves, much less her. That always ended up in them hurting herself and hurting her, that always ended up in images of shattered bodies, all without being able to do something about it.

 Unable to take care of the things she considered to be her fault.

 But what else could she lose? Perhaps she even could make the others distance themselves from her, thus avoiding all that agony, and perhaps he would let her end her agony.

 "I don't think I can change anything, but I'm not afraid of losing anything at this point."

 They decided to push one of the beds towards the entrance, anticipating that they will try to pass. 

 "Don't you think they will try to break the door?"

 "No, they lost the ability to use weapons, and Enoshima dosen't hunts the same person when she loses it."

 "Who is she?"

 "...She is responsible for us not being able to ascend... Many years ago, she came through rites, and after seeing the real form of Monokuma, it went crazy... Well, this is a kind of punishment, incapacitation or something... And unlike us, she can no longer be the same as before..."

 "Why did she do all that?"

 "Ikusaba is her sister, and she couldn't get over her death, so she ended up with the wrong guy, falling for the wrong tricks (which would normally be false.)"

 He reminded himself his family for a moment. The mental image that he had of that was simply terrifying, especially not knowing when they would find out about his death (or if they already did.)

 "Do you think someone else ended up the same?"

 "Depends on the case. If someone falls the way they did she will definitely happen again. Unless action will be taken on other sites as well."

 "Wait, isn't this the only purgatory?"

 "No, I dont think so. They have told us that there is more than one, I do not know if it is true. They say that it is so that there are more connections between the lord and his creation."Before he could even think of questioning something, she continued. "And no, I have no idea why we have to pay for what they did too."

 "He may not be able to do that..."

 "They always say that he is omnipotent..." 

 For a while, he pondered the possibilities of those events, reaching multiple conclusions, each worse than the last.

 "... I say that he doesn't really care, and he only left us to put a warning, he even went so far as to pull one of the angels from him here."

 "Why?"

 "She tried to give us a second chance..."

 They preferred to change the subject by feeling blows and screams from outside, indicating that a fight was taking place.

 "Me and Hinata can't go out, and I don't think those outside can go alone, plus if you go... Well, it's a bit obvious. The best thing will be to bring as many as we can here and close the door." She approached the window, drew the curtains, and opened it, revealing a starry sky, accompanied by mountains that expanded in the distance. "If someone else enters I can gui-" The expression on the opposite's face was a way of giving her an immediate no. She preferred not to argue about it, knowing that he would continue to insist that it was not the solution, even if she brought up the subject of regeneration and the horrible monster that she was on the table.

 Careful not to make noise, she scanned the corridor. She managed to identify three girls, being attacked by those who left her in that state. Despite their numerical disadvantage, both managed to control the situation. It didn't help that one of their victims seemed to have something embedded in her arm.

 "This will be more a little less difficult than she thought. We will have to call their attention to come, then it will depend on our speed to close doors. What kind of weapons do you have?

 "There are several knives."

 "Do you have anything larger? We will probably need to cut off an arm."

  "A-a machete." He didn't even want to imagine what kind of thing was out there to need that.

 "Serves to me. I'm going to close, give them the warning and it depends on what tries to get in, you yell at me."

 They both got into position, Makoto grabbed the previously used knife. Despite the fact that he did not want to spill a single drop of blood (even more so seeing the reaction of the purple-eyed girl), he knew that it was necessary in those moments, for which, he only had to pray that they did not reach them.

 After notifying them of their presence, the group ran to their location, followed by both ...

 Is it valid to consider one of them human?

 Anyway, they both tried to reach them. When the entrance was closed, a hand interposed. With enough effort, she managed to overcome the force of the girl behind it, knocking her down.

 "Well, it seems that we can finally meet face to face." She smiled, approaching, taking advantage of the fact that the others tried to prevent her sister from accessing there. "My name is Junko Enoshima, and yours?"

 Only whining escaped his mouth, provoked by the fear it caused him. Whether it was from the unkempt appearance she had, the foam from her mouth, the blood around her body, even injected into her blue eyes, the slight stench she emitted or the fact that she was less than a meter close to his face, he could not deny that he would find her in some nightmares.

 "Well Clich, do you know what my favorite organ in the body is?" That fear only increased when he realized that the name she believed was his was the sound caused by the fall of his only weapon. "The lungs. Not only are they delicious, but it's fun to see them squirm when you pop them and they start to choke." His attention went to her stomach, noticing a completely decomposed area, explaining the origin of that smell.

 At the same moment that they were able to assure that the jet would stay outside, Kyoko signaled them to hide in the bathroom (an even more reasonable decision when she verified that if there was a piece of metal stuck in the arm of one of them.) She barely turned around, lunged at Junko. 

 In response, she punched her jaw directly, causing her to recoil. Meanwhile, the brunette regained the object, and got up to help in the fight. Speaking of this, the purple haired girl cornered the blue-eyed girl into a corner. He took advantage and finally stabbed her, ending all of this.

 Unfortunately he forgot a small detail...

 Kirigiri's breathing was quickening. She clutched her head while the same question was repeated in her mind.

 "What did you just do?"

 Even with the variety of circumstances that led them to do that, it made sense, it was her fault after all.

 Naegi tried to calm her down, as compensation for provoking that twice.

 "No-now can we?" One of the girls looked out, and when she visualized the scene, she realized instantly what was happening, throwing a metal lever to the floor. "I'm going to get her pills."