CHARCOAL

"No, they don't! What an ABSOLUTELY STUPID thing to say!! I hate humankind."

"That's what I'm saying! Go and explore the cosmos, save other races... leave Earth to us, Ultimate Despair!!!!!"

Then she smiled — the kind of smile that promised both damnation and understanding.
"Come now, Doctor… wouldn't it be beautiful to stop saving humankind? To let them live under myself and Lady Enoshima?"

She leaned close, her voice a whisper charged with static and conviction.

"You have my sincerest word; Ultimate Despair will take care of thkngs here. We'll make sure Earth never suffers again. No more wars. No more hope. Just… peace. Eternal, silent peace."》

Her metal fingers brushed against the edge of the TARDIS door — gentle, almost reverent.

"You could leave it all behind. Get into that little blue box of yours and fly off into the stars, free from this wretched little world. Let Ultimate Despair handle the rest."》

"Humanity doesn't need saving. It needs release. You've seen the state of this world, haven't you? The wars, the greed, the endless cycle of pain dressed up as progress. You patch the world up again and again, but it keeps bleeding. Don't you ever get tired, Doctor?"》

There's purity in death — at the end of everything. That's what Ultimate Despair believes… That's what Lady Enoshima believed… and deep down, that's what I believe, too."

She began to circle him, her voice honeyed, coaxing, almost affectionate.》

CHARCOAL's laughter wasn"t wild this time — it was slow, smooth, velvet over razorblades.

"Oh, Doctor… you really don't see it, do you?" she purred, eyes flickering between crimson and electric blue. "Destruction is freedom. It's beautiful.》

And when Lady Enoshima reached out her hand, I took it — gladly."

She smiled then — a fractured, wistful thing. "Because for the first time in my life, I belonged somewhere. Not as Charlotte Bishop, the broken girl, but as CHARCOAL — the Ultimate Cybernetic Rebel, and proud disciple of Despair."

That hope was just a leash dressed up in pretty words. She made me realize that the world didn't deserve redemption… it deserved ruin."

She leaned forward, eyes glowing faintly crimson. "So when the rest of humanity turned its back on me, I turned my back on them.》

They saw me. They understood the anger, the defiance, and the chaos I carried. For the first time, I wasn't broken. I was chosen."

Her voice began to rise, laced with equal parts reverence and mania. "Junko showed me the truth — that despair was freedom!》

She smiled then — a sharp, glitching curve of her lips that didn't reach her eyes. "Except for two people. Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Ikusaba. They didn't see a machine when they looked at me.》

"When I went back to Hope's Peak, I thought maybe I could still fit in. Maybe the people I once called classmates would look past the steel and circuitry. But they didn't. They mocked me. Treated me like a tool, a curiosity. A thing to poke and study. Not a person."》

He acted fast — too fast. Saved what he could, rebuilt what he couldn't. And that’s how I became this — half girl, half machine. Alive, but not living. Human, but not human enough."

Her fingers brushed absently against the metallic seam at her throat.》

She mimed a motion across her chest, eyes flickering with static. "Tried to silence me. Her own daughter. Because I refused to be what she wanted."

Her tone softened for a breath, then turned cold again. "My father was a scientist with the Towa Group.》

"We never saw eye to eye. Never agreed on anything. She hated my defiance, my attitude, my refusal to fall in line."

She gave a short, bitter laugh, one that almost masked the tremor underneath. "One night, she finally snapped. Took a carving knife and—"》

"Do you know why I hate everyone?" She asked him. "My mother, y'see, Doctor… she was always drunk." CHARCOAL’s voice came out calm — too calm — the kind of calm that felt like a blade being sharpened.》

"Yes!!!! Humans don't deserve to exist!!!! I will plunge the Earth back into despair!!!!!!!"

The cyborg girl snickered. "Oh really? On whose authority?? Because when I plunge the world into despair-soaked glory... your 'duty of care' is over. And when we, Junko and I, succeed? Well, it's humanity's end!! Everyone will pay for what so few thought."

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"So you're the one who tried to help my Lady? Tch. She don't wanna be helped, got it, Doc?"

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"She and her sister were my only friends after I was turned into a cyborg, following the accident at my father's Saw Mill factory. Everyone else saw me as a tool, a machine." Digital cerulean-blue eyes narrowed. If she had tear ducts, she'd have cried tears in a dramatic way.

"Lady Junko Enoshima. The Queen of Ultimate Despair.:

He couldn't get a reading on her.

"Because that's what my lady wants. My only friend."

"All classified." She snickered. "Justice....? Bwahahahahahahahaha!! Puhuhuhuhuhuhu~~!!! I fight to plunge the world into despair."

That's exactly what CHARCOAL wanted, him right beside her. She slashed at him with one of her tonfa weapons.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Puhuhuhuhuhuhu!!!!! I've never heard such bull crap in my life. A mere organic being faster than Mach 6!?!?!?!?! Listen, Patchwork, I've never pushed my rockets faster.... Never needed to, never had a reason to, so I don't know my own top speed..."