Notice! I'll probably be changing my penname soon, but I don't know to what. Just giving you all advanced warning. Now, onward to the real stuff!
I debated posting this for a while, since it's far from my best work (no, seriously), but I finally decided, what the heck? Someone may get a kick out of it. …Even though I know I'll only end up disappointed with the amount of feedback. :P
This is for all those people out there like me who enjoy finding obscure relationships between numbers, just for the fun of it.
A little venture into our favorite detective's head. Voyagers beware. It's a dangerous and terrifying place.
Summary: Sitting normally reduces his reasoning ability by 40 percent. Standing in the rain reduces it the other 60.
6 Days
November fifth.
It comes every single year, around the same time, but this year it's special. This year, it comes six days after October thirty-first. Only six rotations of the earth around the sun.
My birthday was on October thirty-first. I turned twenty-five. It's only been six days since then. I've only been twenty-five for six days. Six rotations of the earth. One week is seven days. Six days is less than seven. It's been less than a week since my birthday. I've been alive for less than a week.
I don't want to die.
At least not yet. I always wanted to die when (or at least to live until) I was thirty-one. Then I would be thirty-one on the thirty-first of October. The children at Wammy's House called that your Golden Birthday. I wish mine would have been on the twenty-fifth.
Thirty-one minus twenty-five is six. Six years until my Golden Birthday. Six days since my last birthday.
Interesting.
I would have been thirty-one on October thirty-first, 2010. I wish I could have seen it. But I know I will not. I know without a doubt that I will die today. I know it with the same certainty with which I know Light Yagami is Kira. I have no proof. Only this undeniable feeling of knowing.
No…wait…It has only been five days…
Well, that is all right. The square of five is twenty-five, and someone once told me that I am a square, so it still works out.
When you add together the digits in twenty-five, they equal seven. If you add together the digits in 2010 plus the number of digits in 2010, you also get seven. (I only hope that Watari will be all right…) Seven plus seven equals fourteen, the digits of which equal five, the square of which is twenty-five.
Even so, I never wanted to die at twenty-five.