Title: Boredom Draws the Curtain over Precious Finis
Full summary: If Mankind's last hope and saviour died alone and helpless, would anyone made a sound? Would anyone care, and who would care the most? A collection of one-shots dwelling over the beginnings and ends of the world's most notorious murder case. SPOILER WARNING: Whole series/ character death spoiler. Interestingly mind-bending concepts and What-Ifs. A dedication to the 28-01-10 date.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note whatsoever. If I did, it would have been a very different series than what we know now. The concepts and ideas of this series
displayed in this work of fanfiction were pulled out of my own ass, no one else's, and were written down to give you something to think about as the Real World Ending Date comes and goes again, and to present a new angle for those of you who need a new one. I do not wish to shove these down your throat, but merely to show them to you and let you think about them what you will…perhaps start interesting discussions?
All in all, it is a fanfictional tribute to no one in particular, and shouldn't be taken completely seriously.
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Yes, and here we are. For those of you who have not finished reading the Death Note manga, please do not read this unless you are sure you want to here the startling DN-verse truths and opinions from a lowly fanfiction author. I for one wouldn't want that – things get ruined that way. If you haven't completed this one requirement, PLEASE STOP READING NOW. It is for your own good.
For the rest of you, welcome. As the Full summary has already said, this is a tribute to no one in particular, a work of fanfiction here to give us all something new to think about. This chapter is indeed dedicated to Light, as he is the main 'protangonist' in a series that doesn't technically have one. The format for this now is that the title of the story will be at the top of every chapter, the chapter title underneath in brackets, and you know the rest.
Considering the sort-of-seriousness of this piece, feel free to review and criticise this work. I prefer these to be constructional, as these help me improve, but if you feel the need to flame, please be considerate, because although most of us on fanfiction are 13 years of age and older (particularly older with us Death note fans, due to age resections on the manga and anime), most of us have the mental age/maturity of someone much younger, otherwise why would we be on here in the first place? In light of this, don't go overboard and get too technical with your death-threats, because most of us don't understand nonsense.
Boredom Draws the Curtain over Precious Finis.
(Eight-and-Twenty)
Light Yagami cared, of course he would – after all, it was he himself who'd died; he himself who'd sacrificed his own health and wellbeing for the good of Mankind, and took bullets for them. In all honesty, he didn't think they knew how lucky they were, that a human with the same physical limitations as them (save of course for the Shinigami Notebook) and not a tireless, just-doing-it-because-he-was-bored Angel or god of Death was pulling out all the stops for this fragile race. Through their ignorance of their Saviour's true origins and physical/tangible makeup, they had given Kira the rank of god, given Light the rank of god, until he'd denied all ties to humanity, and let his mind go with it.
If only Light hadn't been so concerned, hadn't been so humanitarian, hadn't been so intelligent, things may have been different. He may not have felt compelled to save mankind when he had the chance, and would've left the notebook where it had dropped on the dogshelf. He may not have felt the need to convince himself it was necessary to realise the thoughts that had been flying around in his head like vultures. Worst of all, he wouldn't have worked out the Final Riddle, the Final Mystery, and he wouldn't have spent his last 2,148 days knowing that if ever he failed, there would be no reward, not even a punishment for his efforts, and it would've all been a waste of valuable time, once the world rotted once again.
That's why he was so scared. That's why he begged, lost all his dignity, right before the heart attack that finished him off.
But 2,153 days, from the day he'd picked up the Death Note and began the process of making his final decision on 28th November 2003, to the day he died as a result of the final decision on 28th January 2010. For 2,153 days, he pretty much had every chance each and every one of those days to give it up and burn it (even he, who'd yielded his whole being to the notebook would never follow Ryuk's advice and just 'give it to someone else'. After all, only he could fulfil the task of a full-scale cleanup job: Anyone else would be selfish or get caught). He couldn't say that Ryuk hadn't warned him because he'd told him when they'd first met, had even told him the 'consequences' of what happens to Death Note users when they die; how the Shinigami would be the one to write their names when it was time for the user to die; how full of misfortune the lives of Death Note users tended to be…
Light Yagami, didn't listen, so confident that his life as a Death Note user would be different, how his would be the combo-breaker…Sitting now in MU, he realised he should've, that he was stupid for not heeding caution and not doubting for one second if his intentions really were pure, or at least if the means were, if the ends could really justify them. He had thought he was the embodiment of the virtue of Justice…but as he had let himself get more and more buried by the notebook, he had really become the embodiment of the sin of Corruption – one whose intentions were pure, but who couldn't resist the temptation to realise them through less than pure methods, who couldn't resist letting seedy beings take advantage of a pure man's desire and influence, soiling his hands with the blood of countless others in the knowledge that it won't ever come off.
Yes, Light cared. He cared so much, but was sure that the others – such as Ryuk, who was in it for the entertainment; Aizawa, who had suspected him and plotted against him from the inside out; Matsuda, who'd supported him, yet felt it 'necessary' to pull the trigger on his precious comrade and – with Aizawa and Mogi – break the hollow camaraderie; Misa Amane, who had never shared his vision, only wanting him for her own selfish needs; Soichiro Yagami, who (though no longer a father in Light's eyes), had acted like a dedicated father and allowed himself to be taken advantage of by the faulty Justice system and the Rotten World that ran it, yet felt content in that selling out his son to an unrighteous death penalty was the right thing to let happen; or even Ryuzaki…no, L, who'd challenged him from the start, offered him companionship that no other being could offer, only to wish to give up his 'only friend' for the sake of a case – didn't care.
They were all happy to play along to begin with, trifle with the seriousness of Light's goal, but very willing to wash their hands of it when it got too much to handle and the reality set in, happy to break all ties and give Light over to a criminal's just deserts.
No, the rest didn't care at all.
And this was the first chapter. Considering that last paragraphs, I think it is safe to say that there will be more, and I am hoping to get most of it done within two weeks for you. Also, considering the themes of this, please tell me what you think, because this is that most serious-style fanfiction I've done, and the first time I've used the 'essay-style' in my fanfictions.
If you are wondering about the accuracy of the '2,153 days' part, then I will tell you now that it is as accurate as the measuring of the day: I worked it out myself, accounting for the 61 day between 28th November and 28th January and both leap years that came in 2004 and 2008, each adding an extra day to the standard year each. After that, it was a simple multiplication of the 4 standard length years and their days, and adding the leap years and the 61 days to that, which makes…2,153 days. For the '2,148 days', I knew that there was a period of 5 days from when the notebook was picked up to when Light met Ryuk and said, "I'm gonna be a god, and this notebook's for keepsies". And voila! A Super-Death-Note-Obsessed-Nerd is born!
I'll say it again; this is in dedication of the Real World date of the end of the Death Note series, which will only come to pass again in three years time in concordance with the anime. As this is for the manga date, I think that this date now is the better one.
If you wish to do dedications for Death Note around this sort of thing, you have ten days from the 28th January, to fit in with Teru Mikami, but that is only if you want to keep dates: Really these can be done anytime, and doing them is a lot of fun, I must say.
Please stay tuned for the next chapter of 'Boredom draws',
Please R&R, and SEE YA!!!
Ruin Takada.