Maybe
We could have lived.
Or maybe we could have been friends.
We could have been best friends.
We could have been brothers.
We could have been more than friends.
Why did you have to choose this path?
No one may ever know, except me.
I have deduced that there is a 99.2 percent chance that a person will be unable resist the lure of a Death note.
You weren't part of that .8 percent that could.
I know that you are Kira now.
But even if I could, I would not tell.
My only friend, Kira, I would never tell the world, even if I could.
So, I lie here dying, in silence, so that my only friend may live a little longer.
You can live.
I will die.
You can take lives as you wish now.
I will watch.
Near will stop you.
I will wait for you.
Maybe, we can meet up in Heaven.
Or maybe, in Hell.
Or maybe, in a world of Notebooks and gambling.
Or maybe not at all.
