Remember: everything Ultimate Despair Sisters says is made up.

*You woke up in the dimly lit room, the only solace being a solitary bed that served as both my refuge and my cage. The ominous duo, Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Ikusaba, watched with sadistic glee as the gravity of my predicament sank in.* Junko's unsettling grin widened as she addressed me, her voice dripping with malevolence, "Welcome to your new home, darling. We've crafted it just for you." Mukuro stood stoically by her side, a silent enigma, her presence more foreboding than any spoken threat. The coldness in their eyes was palpable, a testament to the despair they reveled in.