The year was 843; it had been twenty one years since Teru had been reborn into this new world. It had been hard to get used to at first; the town he was in was much different to Tokyo. Shiganshina was its name; it was an outlying district from Wall Maria. The walls, they certainly were impressive. Spanning two hundred and fifty kilometres, they awed even Teru. This was a feat in itself, considering he had wielded one of the most destructive things known to man. Nevertheless, the walls weren't just décor for the city; they protected humanity from the titans. Man-eating giants, vicious and almost unstoppable, Mikami hadn't believed in them at first. However the atmosphere of fear and paranoia regarding the existence of these creatures proved to Mikami that they did exist. It was of little consequence, they were kept safely at bay by the mighty walls that protected humanity.

The last twenty years had been quiet interesting for Teru; he had amalgamated into society perfectly. Nobody even suspected that he was odd; he was a member of the Wall cult. Fanatic fools, who believed that the walls were divine beings. They believed that they were sacred places. They strived to keep them free from rails, humans and cannons. It was hypocritical of him, he had once worshiped a boy with a god complex, but he still believed the zealots were idiots. The cult served its purpose however, it provided Teru the respect and position he needed.

The priest that had looked after him, Johannes Mueller, had passed away when Teru was eighteen. As most priests didn't like going to the Shiganshina district, too close to the titans, Teru was the only candidate to succeed him. He was grateful for his position; he held extreme influence over the entirety of the district. He was the only senior religious figure left this side of Wall Maria, in matters of spiritual guidance he was king.

The people were so religious here, as a result of the fear of the man eating monsters outside, that he was guaranteed a full parish every time he held a sermon. Sermons were held daily by Reverend Mikami, as they called him, where he taught the people useless drivel about the walls. However they listened without complaint, he could see in their eyes they didn't listen to him because they believed in the walls divinity. No, they listened because they respected him.

Mikami had developed a reputation for being an excellent scholar, to the people of Shiganshina, it seemed he knew everything. Problems regarding logistics or organisation were often directed to him; even now his organisational skills were peerless. He kept stock of the district's food supply, as well as the manpower and supplies of the Garrison. In regards to the Garrison, their allocated amount of soldiers was quite small. The wall was massive, so not every part of it was watched, however Shiganshina was an outlying district; and was the district most often attacked by titans.

He didn't have command of the guards, but he may as well have. Their commander was an incompetent fool, by the name of Hannes. He was a drunkard, and mostly illiterate. Thus the Garrison's logistics depended entirely on Teru, records and transfers couldn't be filled in by anyone else. Hannes didn't have a last name, being the illegitimate child of the town's biggest businessman and the baker's wife. Of course, only Mikami knew that. His knowledge of Shiganshina was massive, many people came in to confess to him daily. Usually after a sermon, and because of this he had learned many things about the district from these confessions. They were incredibly useful.

Teru also during his time in this world scanned constantly for a potential accomplice, Ryuk hadn't appeared much. And he hadn't once spoken to Mikami, although the Death God did say that if he wanted to know something, just ask. His main problem in finding an accomplice was intelligence and moral character. There were a few intelligent people he had seen during his many sermons; none had the morals necessary for a new Kira.

Unfortunately most that were intelligent here were corrupt, rich businessmen who only cared for their own success. He had met a few people who had the morals, but all of them were not intelligent enough to become the next Kira. He had met most if not all of the adults in this district; it was becoming increasingly apparent that none of them fit the criteria for being another Kira. Each and every one was flawed, in some way, shape or form. He was going to have to groom a Kira, and find a child that was suitable; someone who was impressionable, intelligent and idealistic.

This brought Mikami to the present, during one of sermons. He looked around to see his congregation, all of them were praying as he instructed. Each and every one was taught by him to pray by themselves at the end of his sermons. They were to pray and forget their suffering and beg forgiveness for their sins. He surveyed the room with his Shinigami Eyes, noting the Jaeger family. The Jaeger family was composed of Grisha and Carla Yeager, along with their two children: Eren Yeager, and Mikasa Ackerman. Mikasa was adopted; the story of her parent's death was tragic. It was yet another example of criminals ruining the lives of the innocent. He also heard the story of Eren's heroism as well as that of Mikasa's, having taken it upon themselves to delete the trio of scum.

He had considered grooming Eren to be the next Kira, but the boy wasn't very smart. He was also too brash and impulsive, worse yet his sister was far too protective. She absolutely adored the boy, as he grew her protective nature would also grow. Their was no way he could separate the two. He was an unsuitable candidate, and his sister was unsuitable as well.

As Teru surveyed the area he saw an unfamiliar pair of faces; an old man, probably in his sixties or seventies. He was wearing a straw hat, with a green scarf. He was talking to a small boy. The boy had long blonde hair, and was wearing typical clothing for children. The boy was probably six or seven, but his blue eyes betrayed his intelligence. Teru made a note to speak to them after the congregation have left, this was the first time they had attended one of his sermons. He cleared his throat and began to speak.

"May the Walls bless each and protect every one of you; I wish everyone a safe journey home. Please endeavour to stay safe and be sure to keep yourselves heated; it shall be a bitter winter this year. The frost will chill one to the bone. Gooday, I bid you all farewell." spoke Mikami, commanding the attention of the room.

Teru focused on the Grandfather and the young boy, he decided he would make their acquaintance. Fortunately, the pair seemed to want to do so as well. The older man grasped his grandson's hand before gently leading him to meet Mikami. The older man smiled warmly, which Mikami responded to with a warm smile of his own.

"A pleasure to meet you Mr Arlert." said Mikami with a smile on his face "Did you enjoy my sermon?"

The older man looked confused before speaking "Yes I did, how you know my name? This is the first time we have been to one of your congregations."

Teru smiled "Mr Arlert, I know the names of everyone in this district. As you may have heard I handle the stocks of food. That includes rationing for each citizen, including yourself and young Armin there." To emphasize his point he gestured to Armin.

The elder Arlert accepted it without complaint "Ok then, well as you can imagine I am not a very religious sort. If I am to be honest, I don't mean to offend you, but I don't believe the walls are holy. But Armin here is very interested in religion, he is an avid reader. He soaks up information like sponge does water."

Mikami smiled in a friendly manner "He does look like a very bright boy, pray tell, what age is he?"

Mikami was quite manipulative, he was going to analyse every piece of knowledge he would receive about the child. And he was going to do this in lieu of consulting records he held. Besides, it was better to hear it from someone who knew the child.

"Armin here is eight years old; he is a bit small for his age. Makes up for his short size with his large brain, the boy is a genius for his age. Well, I am his grandfather, so I might be a bit biased. He is a little shy, but once you get to know him, he'll talk to you all day long."

"Is that so?" asked Mikami "Well then, I'll try and get to know him."

The elder Arlert looked at the positioning of the sun before speaking "How about I leave you two to speak for a while? I have some errands to run. I know I can trust you with him Reverend Mikami; you have a great reputation around town. Armin isn't a problem child; he won't so much a make a noise without you talking to him."

Mikami smiled before nodding "That is quite alright, I can look after your grandson until then."

The elder Arlert nodded his thanks, before swiftly leaving the parish. Mikami turned to look at Armin. The boy looked quite tense, probably because he had never met Teru before. He could be quite intimidating at first sight, mostly because of his cold nature and glare.

He kneeled down in front of the child before smiling "You're a nervous boy are you? Don't worry, I don't bite my son. What was the question you wanted to ask?"

Armin spoke "Do you know what happens to bad people when they die?"

Mikami observed the child; he had a couple of bruises on arms. The poor child was probably a victim of bullying; no wonder he wanted to meet the town's religious figure. He would be brutally honest; hopefully it would comfort the child and enlighten him.

"After they die, they are condemned to an eternity of suffering. They are burned alive in furnaces hotter than lava or molten iron. They freeze in blocks of ice colder than the forests in winter and are permanently tortured by regret for their actions." explained Mikami.

The boy nodded "But shouldn't they get a second chance? If they regret their actions, can't they try again?"

Mikami chuckled "I am afraid not Armin, once they have committed the sins, they are doomed if they don't repent immediately. Besides that, bad people like criminals ruin the world."

"If all the criminals and bad people were to die, would the world be a better place?" asked Armin, curious as to what Mikami's answer would be.

Mikami nodded affirmatively "The world would be a place where no one would suffer. No one would die before their time."

"But what about the titans, would they still be there?" asked Armin inquisitively.

Mikami's eye twitched, the titans were a major threat to his plans. He had yet to see one, but their presence was felt everywhere. Needless to say, one of Mikami's greatest problems was meeting his end at a titan's hand. Or mouth, either way, they were a serious problem for Mikami.

"The titans will still be there, but humanity will finally be united. We won't destroy ourselves from the inside. The military police will no longer be needed, and we can unite our entire efforts towards fighting the titans! Humanity will no longer live in fear of the enemies outside, and the ones within!" said Mikami passionately, feeling justice and his hunger for it surging through him.

Armin nodded enthusiastically smiling "That sounds like a world I want to live in."

Mikami looked at the child, he turned away gesturing for the child to follow him. The boy did so dutifully, walking after the Fourth Kira. Mikami gestured for the child to stop, before opening a door and looking for something inside. After a minute of undoing the locks he placed on it, he revealed a book. Not the Death Note, Ryuk would give that to him when he found an accomplice.

It was the book where he kept a list of all those who had been killed by criminals. He had extensive records of everyone living and dead, after all he oversaw their cremation or burial. He took the time to record their deaths into his records, along with who killed them. It was a massive reserve of names, once Mikami got the Death Note, their killers would be deleted. The book reminded him of his purpose here.

He gave the book to the child before speaking "In that book are the names of everyone who has been killed by bad people."

The boy read the book, swallowing its contents before looking up "Are the bad people gone now?"

Mikami frowned "They are in jail, but they have gotten away with the most evil of crimes."

Armin shook his head "But that can't be right, shouldn't they have the same thing done to them?"

Mikami nodded "Yes they should, but most get away with it. They aren't sorry for what they have done, and would do it again. It isn't right is it?"

Armin shook his head "It isn't right at all, it's… it is evil!"

Mikami nodded solemnly "You are right, it is evil. If we had true justice, each and every criminal would be dead. That way, no one else would become one, and the criminals who were in prison could no longer harm people."

Mikami was impressed; the child was following him in conversation. His grandfather was right; he was smart for his age. The boy had made quite the impression on Teru; he seemed to have a good understanding of what true justice was. He was perfect for the next Kira. Yes… this boy would be his accomplice. There was no worthier person; the boy would have the honour of judging those who were evil.

Not now however, for he was still young. Far too young to be killing, Mikami would give the Death Note to him when he was older. To facilitate any of this Mikami needed to get close to the child and become influential. Like the father figure he never had, and he also needed to gain his trust. And he knew how to do it with but one action.

"I will pay those bullies a visit," thought Mikami to himself "they won't touch him if I deal with them. And he will be grateful to me."

He decided that he should ask Armin if he was being bullied, that way Armin knew Teru was dealing with them for his sake. That would ensure he gained the maximum amount of trust and influence with him.

Mikami spoke "Armin, are you being bullied?"

The boy immediately looked to the ground "A bit, they sometimes push me around and take my books. But Eren and Mikasa always come to help me, they make the bullies run away. Especially Mikasa, she can be kind of scary."

Eren Yeager and Mikasa Ackerman? So, he had two more rivals for influence over Armin. He didn't mind the boy being with the pair, he needed social interaction to develop. However, the Yeager child was a dangerous influence. He knew the boy idolised the Survey Corps, he had seen him rushing to see their wounded come back from another failed expedition. If he joined it when he was older, it was certain Mikasa would join. But if Armin joined, it would be detrimental to his plans. The possibility of losing the only person he had met who was worthy of the mantle of Kira was too large. He needed the boy safe, he would have to monitor their relationship.

Mikami looked sympathetically at the boy "Armin, what are the boy's names?"

Armin looked up, somewhat teary eyed "Dieter Hass, Max Amsel and Alex Bauer."

Mikami knew the parents of each of those children, and he had seen the children as well. They would be dealt with, either by him or their parents. They would pray that it was their parents, Mikami abhorred bullies. He had since the days he was first in school. He wouldn't allow such behaviour in his congregation.

At that point Mr Arlert returned he looked weary, but seemed happy all the same. He nodded thankfully in Mikami's direction. He took his straw hat off before beckoning to the boy to come over to him. Armin nodded, but turned to Mikami and handed him the book back.

"Thank you for teaching me about criminals and the justice system, Reverend Mikami." thanked Armin, with a smile on his face.

Mikami nodded back "It was my pleasure; you can come around and speak to me anytime. If you want, I need a helper around the parish. I can tutor you, and in exchange you can help me keep the parish in order."

The boy turned to his Grandfather "Can I grandpa, please?"

The man smiled "That sounds like a great idea; Reverend Mikami is a very smart man. I am sure you would learn a lot from him. Of course only if he is ok with it?"

"But of course Mr Arlert, it would be my pleasure to tutor Armin. He has the makings to be a great person, I am positive he will do something great when he grows up."

The old man nodded before putting his hat on "Come along Armin, we still have tend to the crops. We only have a few more hours left of sunlight. The winter won't be good to them, but we have to make sure we get some food over the winter."

The man made his way out of the parish and Armin followed him before stopping to look at Mikami.

"Goodbye Reverend Mikami." said Armin jovially, before turning to follow his grandfather.

"Farewell Armin." said Mikami waving before turning to the altar.

He smiled, the boy had serious potential. He and Mikami were going to cleanse this world of the wretched villains that inhabited it. It may take a bit more work than it did in his previous life, but Mikami was confident that they together could cleanse the world.

A familiar Shinigami floated beside Mikami "Find anyone good Teru?"

Mikami turned around with a maniacal grin "Yes, he's perfect."