I Hold the World in My Hands, a death note fanfic

I hold the world in my hands.

It's plastic and so easily broken,

So ridiculously fragile.

One day, I will be called upon to save this.

These countless souls who come and go,

Humanity in all its glory and filth.

I will be called upon to carry out justice to these hapless beings.

One day, when my own name will forever be erased from history

And The Letter that will be mine for the time being lives on.

One day…

A/N: In case you haven't already guessed, this is Near contemplating about being L's Successor. I own this little scrap of what could be called poetry, but everything else belongs to the Death Note creators Ohba and Obata. Credit to them.