He opened his eyes and he saw nothing but black. Where was he? Looking around he saw nothing. Nothing but the vast emptiness surrounding him. Where was he? He reached out hoping to touch a wall so he could find an exit but as he moved forward the emptiness just seemed to go on and on. There had to be a wall.

There had to be.

There must be.

Where were the walls?

He started to feel his heart start to hammer in his chest as the panic started to take a hold of him. No, he mustn't panic. Panic wouldn't do him any favours now would it. He calmed himself. He stood still and listened for any noise, ignoring his own confusion when he couldn't hear any not even the sound of his own breathing, he tried to speak but his voice wouldn't work. Where was he. He tried to remember what had happened before he woke up here. He had been running, running from what? Near, that bastard. He dared question the will of God. He had killed him…. No it wasn't Near. Ryuk had done this to him. That Shinigami had killed him. Who did that monster think he was. You can't just kill God like that and not expect to be punished for it. When he was out of here he would make him pay.

Yes, he would.

Ryuk would know the wrath of God.

They all will know.

All of them.

He was Kira, God of the new world. They will all know soon. Very soon. He just needed to find a way out of this place. Where was the wall? He needed to find a way out.

Let him out of here.

Let him out of here!

Where was Misa? Where was she? Why wasn't she falling over herself trying to help him? That stupid idiot. What use was she anyway? He wanted to leave now. He wanted to get out of here now. Please, it was too dark, too empty. He didn't want to stay here anymore. Not in this darkness. Not alone. Let him out. He needed to go home. He wanted to go home now. Please. Was this what happened to all the people he killed? To this empty blackness or was this because he was Kira? Oh god, if this was his punishment then he was sorry. He was sorry okay. Don't leave him here. He screamed silently. The silence was torture to him. He needed to hear something, anything. Please, he wanted to hear a noise.

Please.

Please he was sorry.

He was sorry.

So sorry.

He just wanted to create a new world. He wanted the world to be filled with kindness and no evil. Why hadn't that happened? Why hadn't they just let it happen. L, why couldn't you just leave him alone? You wouldn't have been killed if you'd left it alone. Why didn't you just let him create the new world? He wanted to go back. Back to his world. He wanted to go home. Please, he wants to see him family.

Please.

Can he go home now?

Let him escape this darkness.

He was sorry.