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Chapter 1 For Those Who Want It
Do you know why god is punishing us?
We are bad. We are evil.
The human race deserves it.
…
Sometimes people had to be alone, completely on their own. There was no one waiting for them at home, no one calling them on the phone. Soichiro Yagami was, according to himself, completely alone.
He did not like to include his co-workers as people who were a part of his life, but unfortunately, at this point, they were the ones who got closest to that definition. Yagami used to have important people. His family.
He loved them, each and every one.
He loved his wife, Sachiko. They had been together for a very long time, married for a very long time and been parents together for a very long time. Simply put, he loved their time together. Sachiko was kind, warm and understanding, always wanting to reach out a helping hand. Maybe that is why he loved her.
He loved his youngest child, Sayu. A gullible child with a round face and a pair of constantly happy eyes. She radiated happiness to their family. She was almost like an exact replica of Sachiko, something he knew the woman was immensely happy about. He would do anything to see his daughter smile once again.
And finally, Soichiro Yagami loved his only son. A beautiful boy with auburn hair and infinite grace. His wife had named him accordingly, Light. At some point, he had to confess to himself that his son had remained his entire life, somewhat of an enigma to Soichiro. He was simply perfect, based on the fact that Soichiro never got the chance of finding a single flaw in Light. There never was anything to reprimand or remark on. Light was perfect in his father's eyes. And said father could not understand it.
But all the same, each time he pictured them in his mind, a sharp pain would go through him. The most important thing in his life, the only one he was supposed to protect, was gone.
Forever.
...
Japan has set a warning example.
Too true, too true…
A government decision gone wrong, thousands of lives lost!
If he remembered correctly, he opposed it right from the beginning.
Salute our new God, Kira!
…Now that was just plain stupidity.
L had gone over it in his head dozens of times, but still it seemed just as impossible. It was ridiculous.
07/15/2003 The nuclear plant in Fukushima experienced an unfortunate turn of events. A reactor started leaking in a steady flow, unleashing a vast amount of radiation over the entire continent of Japan. The leak was noticed two days after thus effectively radiating the entire current population of Japan.
A chaos erupted in the entire world. The leak was stopped and the radiation cut down, but the people remained infected. The Japanese government was at loss. No one was allowed to neither leave the country nor enter it at the risk of spreading the radiation or catching it.
Thus, a solution was forged. The entire area of Japan was to become isolated from the rest of the world. A quarantine was to be built. It was compulsory.
It was cruel.
Without any contact to the outside world, Japan was isolated for a very long time. A country alone was vulnerable. Anyone could come forth and try their luck.
Kira did.
And he was successful.
But L knew a secret.
That the good guys always win.
…
"Another two in Nagoya… How unfortunate."
He tossed the newspaper on the table carelessly. He did not care about lost human lives; after all he was the cause why many of them did perish at the moment. In the name of justice, of course. That must never be forgotten, the reason why they died.
"Doesn't that make a total of… 674 dead? A small amount, considering the fact that they deemed a quarantine necessary."
A chuckle.
He was approaching. Steadily, with confident air, as per usual. Settling down on the couch, he gathered his beloved in his arms, never breaking eye-contact. He swore he could drown in those eyes from time to time.
"That was just a benefit to us, love."
A benefit indeed.
Strong but elegant hands combed through silk like hair. Red hair, resting at elbow length. Honey eyes to match. A smooth face, pale but attractive. A lethal combination to anyone, worthy of Kira's attention.
Light loved the attention, adored it, treasured it and lusted after it. Usually it was combined with affection and intimacy, things he came to respect greatly. Especially when one specific man granted it all to him.
He lay in his lap, quite comfortably. He could not ever deny his affection for Kira. He knew perfectly what he was, who he was and what he was about to do. He knew because he himself played an essential role in it.
Oh, yes. Light was lost.
Had been for a long time.
2 years to be exact. Maybe even longer.
Maybe he never was anything else but lost.
The only truth was simple.
He considered himself happy now. That's all that mattered.
…
There is only one way to create a perfect world.
That was the sole truth in the eyes of Kira. He believed in it, blindly and fully. It was the only solution.
The elimination of evil.
It was an old fact to him, something he noticed many years ago.
What he lacked, was the means. But one day, on a chilly day of November, someone graced him more than just the means.
Mikami Teru became Kira. Mikami Teru had the opportunity, the epiphany, the means and…
And something divine, something he lusted after for a long time.
Kira had a light in his life.
Kira fell in love.
And he would be damned before he let it go.
Mikami averted his gaze from the window. Japan was falling asleep slowly, in its forced solitude with nothing to lean on. He soon found himself in the dimly lit bedroom, searching for his object of desire.
"Come to bed, would you? I'm tired as it is…"
Mikami smiled.
"Forgive me."
Kira was the god of the world. A world of order and peace.
As it was, Kira was more than content with the burden of murder upon his shoulders. As long as he had an armful of light. That's everything he needed and lusted after.
So very little.
"I love you."
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