Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any related materials.

AN: This story is rated M for violence, foul language, dark imagery, death, and sexual themes.

Full Summery: A "going back" fic in which, under the curiosity of the Shinigami King and the final Death Note rule, the past is wiped clean and each of the characters intertwined so tightly in the ever changing tapestry of fate are given a second chance to rewrite history giving rise to the possibility of a different outcome in the war between the two greatest minds in history. And although neither Light nor L, or any of the other of the important pieces in the delicate and deadly chess game are aware of this mass erasing of events, their actions are guided and changed by a personal messenger of the Shinigami King; a masked lady who's name, face, identity, intentions, and motives are as unclear and shrouded as the outcome of this new line of destiny.

Prelude

How To Use It: LXVll

It's a dirty job but someone has to do it. This world is...how was it put?

Rotten.

Yes...yes it is...if things continue the way they have...nothing... Nothing good anyhow.

It needs a savior. A God.

True...but a god?

It needs order.

I know...But...what if...what if the savior himself becomes corrupt? Is a world, in strict order, under a corrupt god...any better then a rotten one? Isn't no savior better then a rotten one?

Everything rots.

Everything?

Most things. You did. But now you won't. Those eyes of yours wouldn't allow it.

Eyes...green eyes...

A savior for the rotten savior of a rotten world.

Me?

You see anyone else around here?

No...but me?

You wanna sit here another 30 years?

Mu...nothingness...30 years of it...no more.

That's what I thought.

But how? It's already happened. And once dead—

You think too much. Here, read it.

'Death Note. How To Use It. LXVll'...I thought you weren't supposed to give these to humans...

Just read it, besides, you're not exactly human anymore are you?

'The King of the Shinigami is the sole creator of all the Death Notes and their rules, thereby, he has the power to make any and all previous rules null and void as he sees fit/pleases...'

Go on.

'Also, the King of the Shinigami can alter any event that was in some way effected by a Death Note whether it be direct or not'...

Understand now?

But, if that's true, and you care enough to do something, why not just make it happen like you want it to? Why give out a task where the rate of success is close to one percent?

That wouldn't be very entertaining now would it? And don't be so pessimistic. Your chance of success is actually around five percent.

But how am I supposed to save—

No, not you.

I thought there wasn't anybody else around here.

There are, you just can't see them. But that's not the point. There is only one person who can save our rotten savior and it isn't you. Not directly at least.

Wait...so you're saying...I'm going to be the savior of the savior of ...the savior?

Of the rotten world, yes.

My head hurts...

Chuckles, I thought it would. So you want the job?

I... Alright but who is it and how?

Watch, wait, listen. You're probably pretty good at all of them by now...

Time passes...years...seconds...months...minutes...weeks...hours...it's impossible to tell here...

L.

His mortal enemy... I like it.

But how am I gonna—

No more questions.

...DEatHNOtE...

AN: This chapter was my first conversation fic and yes, I know it's pretty vague and probably confusing but nothingness is pretty vague and confusing so it was intentional. None of the other chapters will be like this (maybe parts of the second) and this will run like any normal fic. If this chapter, or intro as it is better classified as, has caught your interest, please review and stick around for the rest of the story. I hope you all enjoy.

Important; There is no O.C. In this story, just a rather undeveloped character that I took the liberty of developing and molding to best fit my needs.

-Asiera