The Shinigami Known As Ryuk Is Finally Caught For Tricking The King Of The Death Gods. What Will Be His Punishment?
Punishment In The Form Of Jewelry
"Shinigami, Ryuk,"
Said Shinigami looked up at the Death King. What Ryuk had done was finally catching up to him, but he didn't regret it. A trick for years of fun in the human world was worth the punishment he was about to receive, whatever it may be.
The black shackles around his wrists rubbed and irritated him. The ones around his ankles were even more annoying. He couldn't walk without stumbling and looking like an idiot. Shaking his arms in irritation so that the chains clanked together and entertained him with the foreboding sound, Ryuk smiled. It was that smile that was ever present on his face, never faltering, and only growing wider with his amusement. Maybe this would be exciting? He'd never had a trial like this before.
"So you just wanted to have fun?"
Ryuk stared at the Death God that ruled over the Shinigami Realm. How unfit was he? His kingdom was a wasteland, barren and cold. There was nothing to do but sit around and gamble for the dust and tasteless apples that could hardly be enjoyed. All the King did was sit on his pile of bones and senselessly write in his Death Note, needlessly extending his life and his insignificant rule over a dead land. No suggestions to better his realm would be listened to, and it was an irritation to all the Death Gods that lived among him.
"Respond to me, Ryuk!"
"What is there to say? Hmm? You are a stupid ruler. Tricking you was easy for me, as it could quite possibly be for any other Shinigami in this realm. Yes, I just wanted to have fun, and you could bet your ass that I did."
The King of the Death Gods narrowed his red eyes. "This is a minor punishment for what just escaped your lips, and for what you have done in the past. You were stupid to come back here, Ryuk. Maybe you can have more fun when we send you back to the human world?"
"Why would you do that?"
"Well, Ryuk, we're not sending you back in this form."
"A different form? That sounds interesting, but hardly a punishment."
"Why don't we send you, and see how you like your new form? I don't think you will be coming back here anytime soon, Ryuk."
Before the shackled Shinigami could ask any more questions, flames erupted around him, licking at his fingertips and melting him down. He shrunk, turning silver, until all of his body had been folded into his head. He was now just a silver head, about the size of a human child's palm. A chain sprouted from the silver hair now hardened onto his forehead.
Ryuk smiled, forming the permanent expression that was to always be on the necklace he had become.
Woman's fashion item, this should be interesting. What woman would want something like me around their neck?
"Have fun, Ryuk."
The Shinigami King dropped Ryuk into the human realm, laughing at his clever punishment. Ryuk would have so much fun as a novelty item, wouldn't he? For years he would keep this form, until the seals holding him began to break. But when he came back to the Shinigami world, he would be recreated into a children's toy, or a snack food. The King laughed again. It would take many a millennia for the seals holding Ryuk to wear off. Ahh, what a clever king.