Nagito

'Hope will save us all!' he yells, even though he just got his organs eaten.

He keeps saying hope like it's a magic word.

Hope is his only friend, and it's a bad one.

He just ate my organs and I'm still trying to figure out why.

My organs are gone. I can't even feel them anymore.

I'm just a hollow shell now.

He loves cock and ball torture more than I love my life.

His brain is full of garbage, but his body is perfect.

He's hot, but he's also a torture freak.

He's hot, and he's also obsessed with hope and that orange juice guy.

He simps for hope and that orange juice guy with a stick up his head.

He's sexy, but he's also a pain in the ass.

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He says hope so much it’s annoying.

He says hope so much it's a miracle we're still alive.

He’s a rat who thinks he’s a god.

He’s a rat who talks like he’s important.

He’s just a rat, but he’s delusional.

Nagitoism is just hope and a bunch of rituals.

We worship Nagito like he's a god.

Nagitoism is just a bunch of people saying hope every day.