The human who uses this note can neither go to Heaven nor Hell.
Just nothingness...

After Light's death, the killing of criminals stopped. Ultimately leading to the highest number of crimes, the policemen of that time had ever seen. Drug selling, thefts, murders, rapes, had all seriously increased in just one year. The streets of Tokyo and New York city were once again dangerous.

The Kira followers had noticed the changes and believed that Kira was needed to clean their cities of these villains once again.
They needed Kira. The world needed Kira.

One year, two months, twelve days and seven hours after Light's death...

A teen aged girl lightly coughed, covering her mouth with her thin sleeve. She continued to write, non stop, hearing a man whisper "Nate Rivers," into her ear, she wrote the name down into the death note without any feeling of pain for the unknown person she was killing. Just the thought of saving lives was the only thing able to keep her writing.

Her brother had been killed by a serial killer who had killed five people before him and three others after him. The police were unable to find him till he called the police station and they found him dead with the bodies of the people he had kidnapped.

She had told Light everything she knew, all the newspaper clips, everything, and he had figured it out. It was surprising how he was able to even locate where the killer was living. Because she could see how talented he was, she knew the choices he'd made while being Kira were ones that would make the world a prefect place.

He whispered "Shuichi Aizawa" pausing to let the girl write before saying "Kanzo Mogi" and after a second "Hideki Ide" then last he said "Tota Matsuda." She quickly wrote the last name down then waited for him say another name.

"Thats all for today, can you please turn the tv on for me?" She turned the tv onto a new channel with a remote before standing up. She appeared to be in a lot of pain as she put the note book behind her dresser, hiding it, before getting under the covers. All she wore was loose shorts and a thin, rather large button up shirt, her dark brown bangs fell in her face, covering her blue eyes.

"Thank you" the man's voice whispered into her ear, watching the news report on a group of Americans who were Kira followers, even after a year without him, they believed he had returned.

"Light?" she said quietly, sitting up in bed. "Hmmm?" He simply replied.

"If you were Kira, and now I'm Kira, then whats next?" She asked, remembering how he had died and being slightly afraid of dying that way.

"I'll help you get to Japan, and from there I'll be able to get you the connections you need. Till then, just focus on getting better. When you go to Japan, you can't go with anyone else other then a friend." He explained, the whole thing was planned from the start and Kira's prefect world would happen, being alive was a let down for him that he couldn't see. And now he was nothing, expect a god, able to control what he could never dream of controlling before.