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Perfection.

That is what it meant to be like L-

No one was really L. Because L was justice. L was justice.

He was perfect. He was perfect. He was one- he was one out of a million.

And Light had killed him.

He killed the only perfection besides him.

The only equal he had.

Oh for the love of himself, he killed him.

He killed the only piece of perfection besides him!

Oh for the love of himself, for the love of himself-

He gripped his hair in panic.

He was alone.

End