Part 1: Seriously just fuckin' stop killing everyone

If you write a name in this notebook, and then cease to write any more names for 13 days, you aren't doing your job.

Ryuk the Shinigami was interested to see how Light's new plan turned out.

After all, it'd be really funny if he threw a hissy fit due to it failing.

"Yes!" shouted Light. "The plan went perfectly!"

Ryuk, of course, had to interject. "What exactly was your plan, anyway?"

Light knew that question would be coming.

"You see, Ryuk." Light began, "I put in some details of the prisoners deaths, and, judging by which details actually took place, I now know the limits of the Death Note." he stated confidently.

"That sounds like a very unscientific test." stated Ryuk, holding one of his many Phd's.

"Where - where did you get a Phd, Ryuk?" asked Light.

"Philosophy."

"They have Phd's for that?"

"What be the difference between a Phd and a mere napkin? Considering all, they are both nothing more than scraps of paper. Isn't our perception of value what matters most?" said Ryuk, reading up on his studies on Confucianism.

Light facepalmed. "The author must be doing cocaine again..."