Pent-up anger bubbles beneath one's surface, waiting to explode in an angry fury upon the single person who caused it. But would things turn out the alright if that same person could sooth that frustration?
Before I proceed, permit me to introduce myself. I am Beyond Birthday, the backup for if my predecessor, and best friend, A, failed in being able to succeed our predecessor – L.
Now, pardon my brief interruption, but L is the loathsome creature who caused this fury. He was – is – so damn perfect all the time; and he tries to force that…. perfection… unto the rest of us. For A, it was too much. A bent beneath the pressure, and ended his own life. A's death increased my unquenchable hatred for L. A's death also spurred my exodus from Wammy's and England. I moved to L.A. to carry out an unsolvable case for the so-said "world's greatest detective." My case would have been unsolvable, as I have the eyes of a shinigami. I could see everyone's – anyone's – name and the date on which they were destined to leave this life; unfortunately this discluded myself. Why unfortunately? It's because I intended to be my last "victim." Why myself? I had formed plans in which I would set myself on fire – destroying any possible evidence.
I never ended up being able to carry out my plans…