Earth
I stand above your tombstone. I feel no remorse. Then again, it is because of me that you are dead.
You are below me, below my feet. You were always beneath me. And now it's official. And forever shall you remain this way.
I almost wish you were alive again. So I could laugh in your face and I could see your expression as you realized I was your superior. I have no equal. My intellect and beauty are unparalled.
I am superior.
Water
Our conversations...Our relationship was like water. It rose and fell, froze and melted. It flowed and evaded. Even your death was like water. It was essential to my survival.
You are frozen, L.
Your heart was frozen.
People called me cold, but they don't know you.
During our time chained together, it was inevitable that we'd have sex. We fucked but it was like you were a corpse. You had no fire, no passion in you. And during all that time, we never kissed. Not that I cared. Really, who'd want to kiss you?
It was an act of domination for me. I don't know what it was for you.
Perhaps you just wanted the experience. I don't know. I don't have to know. I don't need to know.
You wanted to see what sex would be like with a god. I can't blame you.
I am perfection.
Air
The air. People think it's empty, but it's not. Sure, you can wave your hand through it. But it's alive and it moves.
It's stupid, but I think I can hear your voice saying, "Light-kun". Nothing else, just my name. I almost wish you said something else. But then you always did like to be difficult.
No matter. Nothing you could say could make me regret my actions.
I am justice.
Fire
You were a worthy opponent. But you were in the way, in my way, don't you understand?
We appeared to be friends, but we both knew the truth. We hated each other. With a passion.
A passion absent in the bedroom but present in everything else we did.
I don't need to explain myself to you.
I won. I won. Which inversely means, that you lost.
There are no hard feelings, L. I have it all. I have everything I've ever wanted…You are no longer here to bother me. I am alone, just as I've always wanted.
L, time to see the light. That I am in the victor in our battle. Everything happened the way I planned. Everything.
So why, why can't I stop thinking about you? Tell me why I come every year to see your gravestone. To reconfirm that you are no longer living.
Tell me that, L. Tell me. As God of this new utopia, I demand that you tell me.
I come here and sometimes I laugh. Sometimes I say nothing. Sometimes I bring flowers – a single snapdragon.
I come every year. To see you. You should feel honored. I am, after all, everything you are not. I am alive. I am the God of this new world. Watch me, L, as I conquer this world. This world that means nothing now that you are not here.
~Fin