Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my cat. So all characters and settings are a product of the magnificent minds of Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. I'm just playing in their sandbox for the moment.
Summary sucks but I'm terrible at them anyway. Sorry about that. Story is much better I promise, will reword the summary later once I've thought of something more clever. This will mostly be Gen but of course will have pre-slash hints between Kira and L. But nothing overly sexual. Mostly it's a story about friendship and hardship while also enjoying life while also having this big important mission hanging around Kira's neck like a noose.
I've gone over the first chapter about ten times and each time I do I keep finding mistakes, I know if I keep looking it over I will find more and more and I won't ever get it posted up because I will never be satisfied with it. Oh well. Hope you like it anyway.
I will be trying to stay to a posting schedule of every other Friday for now (So every 2 weeks), maybe later it will change to every week or sadly become once a month. Depends if I ever get time to actually write anything between my job and sleep.
The title is also a work in progress, right now it's similar to the original title of my old work because I can't think of anything clever. If anyone has any ideas once I've got more of the story posted I'm all ears. But for now…bleh.
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Everything was…darkness.
Nothing existed in the Void. Beginnings and endings were just a pleasing after-thought, if such a being who resided in the void could have such things.
Things like…thoughts, feelings…a physical body.
Pleasant thoughts at first that quickly turned into tortured ideals as time slipped away like sand in an hourglass.
Although time did not exist in the Nothingness either, it was a strange thing- to feel like nothing was happening and yet everything was passing you by as you stayed absolutely still, motionless and silent.
For a creature to be put into this non-existent place and stripped away of its identity it was akin to the purest of tortures. Not of body, since any being that resided here had no body, not of the mind, since without a body there could be no mind, so there is no sense of self or thought to be tortured.
No, it was torture in its purest form…for the Soul.
Because only a creature who had committed the most hideous crimes in life would have been sentenced to Void for all eternity as punishment for its sins.
The creature knew this, it was the only thing it was allowed to know. It didn't know its name, if it had a gender, who it use to be, anything that would have been constructed as a personality had been wiped clean before it had been thrown into the darkness.
…or maybe not wiped clean, but hidden from the creature.
It was gradual but as time passed, or didn't as was the case of Nothingness, the creature slowly became aware of itself.
Slowly, ever so slowly the creature became more than it had been before.
Small thoughts began to form, half-thoughts of nothing in particular or importance. After a while the creature began to experience something new and utterly terrifyingly in its small existence.
Boredom.
It didn't knew how it knew of such a thing or what it really entailed but it was a petrifying emotion and soon enough the creature began to wish for its un-existence back.
But whoever or whatever had thrown the creature into the Void in the first place must have had some kind of twisted sense of humor because not only did the boredom increase, other feelings began to trickle down onto the creature's existence.
Fear, anger, sadness, depression, fretfulness and boredom, boredom, boredom.
Nothing positive, nothing nice, just negative and tiring emotions.
After that came the conscious thought process.
The creature began to question its own existence, who it was, why it was here, where here was and other such thoughts.
No answers came to the creature as it began to…-fidget with its anxiety.
Even with such thoughts buzzing in the ether around it, the creature still had no idea of what kind of being it was or had been.
It knew it was…is? …had been corrupt at one point in its existence, probably before the Nothingness became its whole world. It knew this just as well as it knew that being here was a punishment.
Even without anything else it knew only that creatures such like itself were thrown into the Void and even though it had never meet another creature in Nothingness it knew that there were others like it, trapped- imprisoned like itself.
To become creatures of Nothingness.
But whatever force that had placed this creature into this endless Void seemed to be having a change of heart because the creature was now becoming very, very aware of itself.
It still didn't have a physical vessel but the creature was beginning to realize that the Nothingness wasn't a physical place. The space was everything and nothing, its very existence was a VOID. It was the beginning of time itself and the end of all things. The beginning of life and that of death.
It made the creature realize how insignificant its own existence was. Although it began to appreciate the idea of even having a one in the first place.
It realized a lot of things as it began to grow, or re-grow at the case was.
It realized that it did have a gender, or had one at any case. It had been male, a boy…no a young man. It didn't really leave any kind of impression on the creature, it would have felt the same kind of dullness if it had realized it had been a female, a woman. Maybe it if had been something unique, inter-sexed maybe? It would have made things more interesting at least.
The creature dismissed these thoughts as unimportant and instead marveled that it could even have unimportant thoughts now.
A feeling of tingling overtook the creature, it realized that it was feeling a physical sensation now and excitement overtook the boredom that was plaguing it.
Was it leaving Nothingness? If so…where would it go? Who would the creature become?
These thoughts were a whirlwind inside the creature, repeating themselves until even the creature grew tired of them.
But even this excitement died down when nothing happened after a period of time. The tingling became annoying and the creature began to resent it when nothing else happened. Its thoughts began to circle again and again and boredom began to set in once more.
It began to make noises in its physical-less head for the hell of it. Silence in the Void was normal but now that the creature was more self-aware it needed something to fill the silence inside and out.
The only thing it could think of was the letters that created the thoughts in his head, the alphabet.
Ah (A), bah (B), c-ss (C), eh (E), "f-ff." (F)
The creature stopped and quivered, the tingling was worse now and it honestly didn't know how long it had been steadily getting worse and it just hadn't realized it.
The creature tried to re-do whatever it had done before but the tingling stopped him.
It began to experience something it hadn't yet experience. Pain.
The creature squirmed and whined in the containment of its own being.
It had no concept of pride or embarrassment. Such thoughts crossed and flew from its mind.
For the creature it was felt like an eternity of agony had passed before the pain became a dull ache and even that faded to a distant discomfort.
"W-wh-"
Sound again. Sound coming from itself.
The creature squealed and then realized it could feel the sound from its…throat.
It had a throat- a mouth to which these sounds were coming from.
A body.
A physical body.
"H-h-h-he-hell-hello?"
Nothing answered back for a long time.
"Greetings, child."
The creature's emotions swirled dangerously, any higher brain function that it once had become nothing more than a mess of fear and elation. It calmed down when a heavy force began to push down on it, dulling its emotions enough to think clearly once again.
"W-w-who?"
"Soon enough for all that. First you've got to finish assembling yourself before you become any use to me."
Assembling?
"You are almost there, just a few more pieces and then we can have a proper chat. Although maybe you will want to leave a bit of yourself behind, I imagine that there are parts of yourself that you find…distasteful."
For the creature to find any of itself distasteful it would need to know what would consist of distastefulness. It found itself…annoyed at the voice and its casualness of the creature disregarding itself when it only just now knew that there were pieces of a self to lose.
Circles of circles of circles, going nowhere.
The creature tried to pull whatever self it had left from the Nothingness, not knowing if it was doing it correctly and not really caring, the voice was implying that he'd be leaving the moment he was done and he wanted to be gone from here now and not a moment sooner.
"Almost young one…this is getting a bit tedious though. I guess that's good enough, you will be functional on what you have of your soul. It's only a few broken pieces left. You will fill the Mu in your soul later…maybe if I'm feeling generous I will fill them for you with something better."
"W-what?" Mu?
But the voice didn't answer him, instead the creature felt pain once again fill its whole existence and without even knowing it the creature blacked out.
When the creature awoke it was fully self-aware in a way it hadn't been for a very long time. It wasn't a creature any longer, a product of the Void.
No…it- his name was…
"Kira. Be welcomed, child."
Kira looked up with eyes filled with dark knowledge. Memories were quickly filling the blanks in his mind as he analyzed everything that came to him. It seemed like the voice realized that he needed to do such a thing because it went silent, waiting on him to become aware once again.
As he sat there he found himself in luck, any emotions attached to the memories were containing themselves so that he wouldn't break down into a drooling, screaming mess.
He analyzed the memories clinically, it was like watching someone else's life or a program. It didn't impact him, he didn't feel anything as he reviewed his life growing up, a child with a superior intellect to those around him, mentally neglected and isolated from those around him.
Although if he was analyzing the memories correctly it seemed to mostly be the child's own fault, the feeling of superiority kept the child away from those he could make an honest connection too. Kira knew instinctively though that the child must have felt something for its main family unit at the very least. He reviewed everything with a feeling of apathy as the child grew to a pre-teen and then to a teenager, mentally staved for companionship on an equal or even more superior level.
He watched as the man-child isolated himself even more emotionally and contracted a fake persona for others around him so that they wouldn't question him or doubt his sanity.
It was kind of sad in its own tragic way. How this child's views of the world became so warped because of emotions such as pride and human expectation of how the world should be and not how it really was.
It was easy now, to see how the teenager had succumb to the powers of the Deathnote and the influence of Ryuk.
After that the memories of the case and his own devious plans and the death of L Lawliet, and life beyond it until his own timely demise. His own ending was kind of… pathetic if he wanted to be honest with himself. He was like a toddler who'd had his toy taken from him in punishment, a child throwing a dramatic tantrum.
Which- was probably what he was doing for all those years. Kira felt bemused to about his old self.
"It's like a soap opera." Kira mused and as the voice laughed darkly.
"I'm glad you think so since so many of my children watched your life like a cinematic drama."
Kira finally looked up and took a long look around at where he'd been dumped.
He was in some kind of desert, he didn't recognize any of the terrain and the color of the sky and ground was all off, shades of unknown color filled his vision.
He wasn't on earth, although that made sense considering he was dead.
Even so it felt familiar, not in a way that meant he'd been here before but in a distant way that spoke about someone talking about it and you remembering it in a vague way years later.
Finally turning his attention frontward he first took notice of the large throne made of some kind of bone, bent and shaped into unnatural shapes, though they could be natural for this plane of existence so who was he to judge.
Sitting on the throne was a being, a creature that changed shape and twisted itself in and out of reality that Kira could feel himself getting a headache even looking at him.
"Could you…stop that?" Kira asked and then paused for a second before continuing. "Please?" It didn't hurt to be polite after all, he didn't really know who it was that was in front of him but he could only guess that it? He? She? Was powerful.
"Hmm? Oh that's right, you are still have humanity in your soul, although I changed much of it already, you still have at most a human casing. I can only imagine that it would be unpleasant to gaze upon me. I can't stop it. No…but I can do something about you." The being chuckled and before he could ask what it meant Kira felt a burning sensation and closed his eyes.
He could feel his whole body shifting and changing. Much like the creature before him he imagined.
It lasted only a short time and before Kira knew it, it was over.
Opening his eyes he gazed back at the creature…no. Not a creature. Kira had been a creature back in that Nothingness, he'd been a creature back when he'd been human.
The being in front of him was so much more. A real God.
"There now, how's that? Feel better?" The God asked mockingly.
"Yes, thank you." Kira answered honestly. "I have to ask…who are you?"
"That's right, I haven't yet introduced myself. Although with that intellect of yours I'm sure you can figure it out yourself."
Kira huffed but decided to comply instead of complain. He analyzed the God in front of him again and noted that though it was much easier to look upon him, the God still changed its very reality every second but now it wasn't nauseating to look upon anymore. Instead it was fascinating and Kira couldn't help but find it mesmerizing as well.
Now to think, who could this God be? Kira wasn't a Catholic, Shinto or a Buddhist. In fact he'd been an atheist in his life despite his own family being passively into Shintoism, although that was mostly his mother's upbringing coming into play. Religion hadn't played a big part of his life even with Shinigami and Deathnotes coming into his life.
He doubted religion had anything to do with this God in the first place.
Now Shinigami's on the other hand Kira knew existed and while Ryuk was reluctant in answering any of his more mystical questions that he'd asked in a fit of boredom he figured out a few things on his own.
There was only one that this God could be.
"You're the Shinigami King aren't you."
"That wasn't even a question, so sure of yourself are you? But in this case you are correct. That is what my children call me. Only the very old ones still called me Father."
O-kay.
"I'm sure you have many questions. But I grow bored quickly so I'll just get down to it shall I? You are the remnants of the human being Yagami Light, only a fractured piece of a tortured and twisted soul. Even if you hadn't died as you did you wouldn't have survived much longer, humans aren't meant to weld my Deathnotes, your mind was being eaten every second you'd breathed, driving the young human insane without him realizing it. It was…funny to some of my children, to be fair most of them were terribly bored with their own existence. I gave them something…productive to do after that."
"You speak like we are different people." Kira realized with a hitch in his breath. It had been an old childhood fear, to be driven into insanity without realizing it or being able to stop it.
"Because in a sense you are different people. Kira may be what the humans on earth named Yagami Light but you…you are truly the essence of Kira, it is who you truly are. Tell me…what name have you been calling yourself right now? Light…or Kira?"
Kira inhaled sharply. "Kira."
"Yes." If the Shinigami God had lips Kira knew it would be smirking.
"You were human in that life, a human with a tool it should never have touched, with dreams and inspirations that defined the limits of what it was to be human. In your history there had been only a handful of humans that changed the course of the future all on his or her own. You were one of them. Although know this child, I say that you changed the course of time, that doesn't mean it was a good thing or a bad thing."
"I don't feel…attached." Kira confessed. "I mean I'm not pleased or angry about wining or dying. I- honestly? I really don't care. I know what I must have felt living all of that but I don't feel any of that emotion now. In fact I find it a little embarrassing."
"It's the otherness I put into you and the time you spent in Mu that changed you. You are ageless and above that now. Now as to why I pulled you from the Nothingness in the first place." The King seemed to pause for dramatic purposes and Kira was hard pressed not to roll his eyes. He could see now where Ryuk had gotten his sense of flair.
"After the death of your human self the world continued on, although what people considered moral and immoral changed somewhat, but humans tend to do such things from time to time so that wasn't really an issue. The large amount of deaths that you were responsible for caused an imbalance truthfully. Not to mention a large scale war broke out soon after when it became clear that their god 'Kira' was gone. In short only a few short years after your death humans were the cause of their own extinction while also managing to destroy a good portion of the world in their destructive way, which in case, caused the death of many other earth creatures and quite literally ruined the environment for any future generations or other species to live."
"Usually I wouldn't care about any of this, your world is not the only one I govern and is in fact one of the more primitive and lesser ones. But your world is the primary food source for my children. Human life force as it was. Most of my children died off soon after, not having stored enough life in their books to live off of. I grew…angry, and I was not the only one."
"There was another old God that held onto life while most of the others died off, although a few are still around. She was my equal in power, maybe even more so. I believe you know her as Gaia. Mother Earth. She was the Life Force that created this Earth in the first place. After that appalling little war ruined her she was dying and my children with her. I don't have the power I once did to create life like I once did long ago, when my Shinigami were just a distance thought to be dreamt of. Before dying Gaia gave me the last of her power, enough so that while I can't create life I can pull a soul out of Mu and work with that."
"Sadly I can't really influence the human world, much less the past. It's not that it's not in my power…just rules, you understand. But that doesn't mean I can't stretch my influence through someone else."
"Me." Kira said. "You want me to do something about it."
"To an extent, yes. There are a few problems that will entitle though. The past already happened and Fate hates it when big changes happen to the time-line. Re-writing or something like that. I tend to ignore whatever Fate says when she speaks."
"Fate is a woman?" Kira couldn't help but feel bemused. Looks like his fellow humans got it right when they created that quote, 'Fate is a Bitch'.
"At the moment, although she may change into something different, I think she's still sulking over the death of humans, they were a primary source of amusement for us after all. That is the only reason why you are here after all. Even she realizes that something needs to be done. While a lot of the Old Ones are already gone, the few that had survived like myself already feel themselves fading. Because of my connection to other worlds I will survive yet but it will be a…lonely existence. Much like you experienced in Mu I imagine."
"The time-line must be preserved in a way, so the existence of 'Kira' will still have to be created and most of the big events in your life will have to be relived but you will be able to changed small events that will lead to bigger ones enough that the time-line will be subtly change enough that everything should correct itself. There will be death, a lot of it but not necessary the same amount as last time I hope." The Shinigami King's voice was filled with weary amusement. "You won't feel the same drive to become a human god or to clean up humanity in a misguided attempt through fear and worship."
Kira wrinkled his nose at the mention of his…passed exploits in life. Like he said earlier, embarrassing.
"So let me clarify things just in case I missed anything." Kira said with slight sarcasm coating his voice. "After my death the world went to shit without me there to wipe humanity's asshole and everyone died, taking the world with them. Now while that may not have affected you much since you said you have other worlds out there to supply yourself on but the same couldn't be said for the Shinigami like Ryuk and others, I'm guessing they all died as well and other Gods like yourself that supplied themselves on humanity began to die and this saddened Fate, whose a woman at this time, enough that she has agreed to changing the time-line enough so that none of this happens. Not to mention that Mother Earth herself gave you the power to yank my tattered soul out of the abyss. Which by the way, will that affect me as well?"
"Most likely, I did use her power to pull you out so remnants of that power will most likely still be with you even when you are sent back. I don't know how that will influence you or if it will at all. Only time and Fate knows."
"Moving on then, it seems I also have to be creative and subtle enough that no huge events are changed enough to be noticeable from the original time-line. I'm guessing so that the past Fate doesn't pull a bitch fit and has it out for the present me and yourself? So I will have to take up my persona again and murder criminals without being influenced by the Deathnote this time or Ryuk."
"Since you are no longer human the Deathnote will not influence you like it had before. You will keep a clear mind and be in complete control of your own actions. As for Ryuk…that son of mine was always a little rebellious, I leave it up to you in dealing with him with however you would like. No one but yourself will be aware. You may…play around with him if you like." Now that was definitely a smirk, or at least the very least the feelings of smugness were practically coming out in waves from the King. "I know how much you enjoy being the puppeteer, even without the driving force that had been pushing you l imagine that hasn't changed."
Kira thought about it and agreed, without the haze of the Deathnote and humanity weighting him down, whatever that meant, he could appreciate the game much more.
Because that was what this whole thing was, a game.
A game of revolution, a game to evolve, a game to say fuck it and change actions, not to better humanity or anything noble like that. Kira knew better now, better now that he'd lived through everything and had a better respect for life, but not necessarily humans.
In fact he had less respect for humans now than he had before and it had been pretty below the line before.
The only one he had ever respected before had been his family and…L.
"L…" Kira whispered fervently. "Will I have to kill him again?"
"I leave that up to you. If events are changed enough by that point that you can allow the human L Lawliet to keep his life then that's at your indiscretion. But I will warn you now, if events follow the same pattern to the letter as it did before you will have no choice in the matter. If it comes to that you may already be too late to change anything."
"Alright then, no pressure or anything."
"Oh you will feel the pressure, although not anytime soon. You will be sent to a time before Ryuk drops the Deathnote to earth, but not too far back."
"Now, I know you might be wondering why I keep saying that your no longer completely human now."
This had crossed Kira's mind once or twice since the King first mentioned it.
"When Yagami died his soul was taken and banished to Mu for his crimes. Not because of the hundreds of thousands of lives he'd taken but because of his use of the Deathnote, a weapon of another world that wasn't his to use or own. When it was decided that I would be using him to fix things I tried to find all the pieces of the soul of Yagami in the Nothingness but I only found a small portion of the whole. You are not the whole of Yagami Light, so I took the pieces and let you assemble yourself as best you can and you did so, admirably at that."
"I then took parts of myself and filled the rest, which is why you are detached I would say to your own history. Almost to the point of being a whole different person. Although like I mentioned before I believe that being in Mu for so long of a time may have washed out the more…volatile parts of your personality, in truth you are more true to your soul now then you ever were as the human Light."
"In life you were three people, the young but charismatic Yagami Light who was disillusioned with the world but still had hope for a better one, I have no doubt that would have changed if he'd grown up a little more and become an adult in the world and lost that naivety of his, but who knows? He could have become a beacon of justice all on his own, much like that detective L had become."
"After that comes the insane but inspiring Kira, who had tricked himself into believing that murdering criminals or people who have slighted him would save the rest of humanity. But in reality the criminals, the worse of the worse just got better about hiding their crimes and Kira could only kill those whose name and face was public, so he unknowingly spared many a serial killer or molester. Then there was the Yagami Light who had lost his memories of Kira and had regained his innocence and belief in humanity and even found friendship with another human being, only to lose that once again when the taint of the Deathnote touched him once again and his innocence was corrupted deeper into insanity at a faster rate."
"Now here you stand before me, a fourth version of yourself, but one who is truer to his nature. This you is more alike to a true hybrid, a soul that has hints of humanity in it as well as Shinigami and possibly Life Energy if I had to guess."
"As of now you will have two forms, your human shell which is what everyone will see unless you will it otherwise and then that of your true form. Which is what you look like now, if you would look over there you will see of which I speak."
Kira felt confused and anxious as he listen to the Shinigami King's words. He turned his head and noted a large mirror that definitely hadn't been there before situated by the throne which the King sat upon.
He stared and kept staring at the reflection without making a single sound.
He looked…different.
His hair was longer than it had ever been in life. Reaching to just below his shoulders, the color hardly resembled what it once had been which had been a soft auburn shade, so much lighter than the rest his family that it had sparked rumors better said behind closed doors.
Now it was closer to a blond shade, almost golden in color with a red tint at the edges.
He was taller too, he'd been 5'11 which was typical of his Asian heritage. Now if he had to guess he would say he was around 6'2 and paler then snow, a very unnatural paleness that made his skin look like it was glowing. He thought about it for a minute and nodded absently, it made sense, Ryuk and Rem had both been freakishly tall and he could only imagine that the rest of the Shinigami were alike in that way. Actually he was probably on the short side of the Shinigami family tree. Which Kira found annoying but tried to brush away the thought. Ryuk had been very tall, easily almost eight feet and Rem had practically been the same way.
His eyes were scarlet, bleeding into what use to be the white of his eyes and leaving a golden pupil in the middle. It looked like someone had poured melted gold into a pot of fresh blood. Around his narrow eyes it looked like someone had brushed gold dust around the edges, making his eyes stand out even more, he knew instinctively that it was a part of him and not make-up, much like Ryuk' s clown smile lips.
Speaking of lips, he drew his back and noted that his teeth were razor sharp, very carnivorous and closely resembling Ryuk's shark teeth but on a much smaller scale. Lifting up his arms he noticed that his hands resembled claws with very sharp tips and long double jointed fingers. Something that he noticed all the Shinigami he had met thus far had sported as well. It was probably a trait all Shinigami shared considering that they needed the digits to write names down in order to live and for that they needed to be able to hold a pen.
Now to categorize the clothing that he was wearing, which was not the suit he'd died in.
Looking down slowly Kira observed himself and felt himself go in a state of amused horrification, for he was wearing the kind of outfit that as a human he wouldn't have been caught dead in.
A white and vaguely artistically frayed jacket covered his chest. The longer he stared at it the more he noticed it resembled a straightjacket that those old insane asylums in America had used for their criminal insane decades ago and one that L had subjected him too during his confinement when he had been put under suspicion of being Kira.
There were buckles and straps along the arms, back and front, most likely entrainment purposes. And Kira couldn't help but remember the time that Watari was ordered to buckle him up good and tight. He had lost feeling in his limbs soon after and it had been utter agony when he had been released so that he could stretch and avoid permeant damage to his arms and back.
Kira couldn't help but chuckle, his mind gone back to the memories of L handcuffing them together, he had no doubt that the sugar obsessed detective would have approved with the modification of this jacket. There were more buckles on this one then the old one he had worn, so if he was restrained in this jacket it would no doubt be next to impossible for him to escape.
Mostly though he knew L would find the irony of him once again being in a restraint garment laughable and prefect.
The stitching was quite interesting too, it wasn't white like the outfit but a combination of black and gold, the pattern was also something he'd never seen before and would have to investigate at a later date when he had time to go over the details.
The pants were white as well and were tight along his waist and thighs but flowed freely below the knee to his feet. Ankle boots in white leather completed the assembly with pointed heels that lifted him about an inch up.
Cute.
The most notable change though?
He had goddamn wings.
He couldn't help the wide smile that crossed his face, as a feeling of giddiness overtook him. Hadn't he once told Ryuk that he would have done a Shinigami deal for a pair of wings?
He would be able to fly.
After a moment of just basking in awe at having his own wings he took a closer look at them. They were large, easily dwarfing himself with a wing span of at least eight feet spread out. They were also white like his outfit, with the same traces of gold and black throughout the white. They weren't bat like wings like Rem's but neither were they feathered like Ryuk's. Instead they were soft, like the most delicate silk and shimmered in the light. The extra coloring on the skin almost made it fairy like.
He ran his palm slowly over them as he consciously moved them around, he could feel them now that he knew they existed. He also instinctively knew that despite their apparent delicateness the wings were anything but.
They were a weapon all on their own…Kira smiled as the edges became razor sharp and swung his whole body around in a circle, letting his wings fan outward.
The top part of the mirror crashed down at his feet.
"I think I'll enjoy this."
"Ha ha ha! I almost feel disappointed I won't be able to see what havoc you spawn."
"Oh you haven't seen nothing yet." Kira smiled, "I'm also almost disappointed you won't be there to see it, I'm sure the entertainment factor alone would have been worth allowing me this second chance."
The King laughed and Kira couldn't help but join in.
After a few minutes of just releasing the tension and enjoying the moment, Matsuda would be so proud, Kira stopped laughing and took a deep breath. The King likewise stopped at the exact same second that he did, although a stray chuckle could be heard now and again from the reality bending God.
"I'd like something clarified if you don't mind. You saw I have two forms?"
"Yes, your true form, the one you are in now. It's who you truly are now. A Shinigami at heart. There will also be the body you are transported into, that of your younger human self. You will be able to switch on a mere thought to one or the other. Although only those who touch your Deathnote or other Shinigami will be able to see you as you are now. Your human body will fade out at that time so I discourage you from changing forms in front of another person. Especially if they have no knowledge of you. While both of your bodies have a slight similarity in appearance no one will connect the two with all the differences, especially the species gap. So even if my children see you in your Shinigami form they won't automatically think of you as Yagami Light. Just another brother who's decided to wander the human world, although no one will be able to recognize you seeing as you are basically a newborn, something they will dismiss out of hand since I haven't been able to recreate any of my children longer then you humans have existed."
"Interesting, I can live with that." Kira nodded, "What would happen if I die?"
"That's a bit more complicated. I assume you mean if you are killed as a human, if you die then Yagami Light is dead. There is no real coming back from that. Your soul will detach itself permanently and you will become a full-fledged Shinigami. No longer will you be a hybrid at that stage or human. Once this happens you will become bound to all the rules and laws of the Shinigami Realm like all of your brothers and sisters, under my rule."
"Going by what you're saying I'm not under law now?" Kira asked, not wanting to dwell on the unpleasant feeling in his chest at the thought of having to leave his body and life behind. Because that's what it amounted too. If he died then he died. His soul had been changed for good so there won't be a heaven or hell or even the Void for him. He'd be locked into the Shinigami Realm with the rest of the boring Shinigami and stuck in the trash filled wasteland that made up this world.
"That's correct. Since you are the first hybrid in existence my laws shouldn't be able to hold you. You after all have humanity in your soul and there is the rather dull thing called 'free will'. Something I believe that my child Ryuk thought he'd exercise. He started a trend I think among his siblings. With Gelus saving that blond human child from death and then Rem doing the same thing, for the same child even! Curious thing, this 'free will'. It seems to cause more death then not."
"You're not wrong." Kira smirked but with a tired tilt of his lips. He actually didn't mind the idea of being a Shinigami so much. He had pretty much sucked as a decent human being so who knows? Maybe he'd do better as a Reaper of Death.
Although the first thing he'd do if he got sent back to the Shinigami Realm would be to install some proper management. No more lazy and no good Shinigami who did nothing but gamble for centuries on bones and the years they got from their Deathnotes.
"It's time." The King suddenly stated and the slight feeling of twisted camaraderie that had been between them was shattered as the weight of Kira's fate hung heavy in the air.
"Right then." Kira brought his wings in closer to his body. "How are we doing this and how will I know if I stopped the world ending or not?"
"To answer your second question, you won't. This time-line, the one you were born in originally will become totally erased and since I will not retain any memories of this time-line you will just have to hope you make the correct choices. The moment you are sent back you will be creating an alternative time-line, after all."
"As to your first question…" The King was suddenly standing right in front of Kira, no longer on his throne. Kira was so startled that he flinched but had no time to back away. "Heh have fun Kira, killer of millions and savior of the future."
Then The Shinigami King overcame Kira and swallowed him in a sheen of swirling light and pressure.
Kira was thankful that he passed out well before then.
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