God is not a puppeteer

by lynara-valessie

At the end of the day, what matters is that you make the best of what you could, even with the disadvantages that everything seems to pit upon you. [SI-OC as Light's younger sister, slow build and slow burn, major existential angst, mild horror, 2nd Person POV (with a twist); cross-posted on AO3]

1. Introduction

GOD IS NOT A PUPPETEER

Introduction

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You could recount your life in a series of rambles.

You would not have all the time in the world to mouth all your words nor even voice the most honest of your opinions, but you made do with what little you ended up having. No one paid you any mind, thinking of your actions as the whims of a particularly imaginative child.

You should have cared more, you knew, but you could not find it in yourself to do so.

Once, you might have believed in playing god.

Here? There was only the jumble of names and voices—people moving to unspoken absurdities, regardless if you recited an essay to a crowd or painted your own mirror with quotes; and they continued to do so, whether or not they noticed.

So, you did only what you knew best: you kept talking and writing.

(And the world returns to where it started.)

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[Or, alternatively: a reincarnate ended up replacing Light Yagami's little sister. She kept herself sane with chaos and creativity, if only to forget what she had in the past and what she was living now.]

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello, and welcome to the fic! Now, technically, this is written in the 2nd Person POV—but it's not a reader-insert. The writing style is just done so as poetic flair, and because it has something to do with a certain part of the narrative. There's a reason it's in 2nd Person. That being said, this will be a slow-build story—as in very slow. It will be a while before the plot picks up; and here, I've prioritised character development over the plot.

Also, this will feature philosophy as a subject. It's a niche of mine—not to mention that I major in the course—and I wanted to feel a connection with my own fic. There'll be rambles scattered in. So, if that's not in your forte (or if you're simply not interested), then, well, feel free to click out; no harm done ((:

Moreover; this is set during the manga timeline, by the way. The year in the prologue is 2006. Later on, there's hints of the anime timeline peeking through, though.