A/N I just decided to make a small oneshot about what was going on in Light's mind at the end of the anime, I will make more if you guys really want me to, like what he was thinking during the intro's, or I may even expand on this story to make it more than a oneshot if you want! Alright, onto the story now!
Is this really happening?Light thought, as he had been shot down multiple times into his own puddle of blood.
What... did I do wrong..? Where did I go wrong?! Light thought angrily to himself, was he really fit to be God? He asked himself this very question.
Of course I am! There's nobody else who could do it! And I will! I'll kill them all! They'll all be at the mercy of Kira! He coughed blood, as he slowly got up, making his mistake, he heard Matsuda call after him, which made him start to limply run, deep down he knew he wouldn't survive, but he still went for it, he HAD to, for the sake of Justice.
As he was running, he thought of everything he had down, where it could've went wrong, if this was the right thing to do, As he was running, he recalled a certain pack of quotes and memories.
"This world is rotten, and those who are making it rot deserve to die. Someone has to do it, so why not me?" A young Light Yagami in his mind said.
He continued to run, running from his disbelief, running from the inevitible truth, that he was wrong, and it wasn't justice.
Things continued to pop up in his mind, one thing in particular.
"But if you kill all the bad people, you'll be the only bastard left." Ryuk said to Light, albeit questionably.
"What do you mean, Ryuk? I'm a honorable straight A student who wishes to work in law." Light said, laughing.
He found it.
The reason he is limping right now.
It's because he became careless in the end.
He kept running, He saw a tower, he decided to try to hideout there.
He wouldn't accept it, He couldn't, He would still keep going, Kira would still keep going, no matter what, right?
That's what he told himself, that's what he wanted to believe, but was it really true?
He didn't know anymore.
He suddenly found himself in the tower, his dried wounds still paining him.
He saw stairs, he climbed them, he was there in the middle..
He started climbing the stairwell, He was in the middle when he felt it.. He clutched his chest as He fell, he expected hearing his heart thump against His chest, or at the very least feeling it... but nothing.. He fell down, staring at the light as His eyes slowly closed..
As he died, he finally understood while he lost...
He was too careless.