(Possible) summary: Once upon a time, there lived a fairy god (of death), along with a bored prince. From there begins a story of terror and deceit, but boy, does the whole world feel the relief when the story book snaps shut. / In which the whole world runs a bit mad, and Light can't afford to head back to his palace. Nor does he particularly want to. Anyway, he'd rather make his own kingdom.

It started like most other fairy tales. Not with a bang or a whimper, but rather, a resounding smack as an object of unimaginable power collided with the cement covered ground of a Japanese high school at several thousand miles per hour.

Light stumbled as the ground visibly shifted underneath him. Righting himself, he looked around for the cause behind the graceless waddle-lumber combination he had employed only moments ago to stay on his feet.

"Huh? What is..oh," He mumbled audibly in incoherent confusion, still feeling somewhat foolish for his previous gracelessness.

He dispassionately discarded the notebook. What a waste of time and effort. Whoever created this had a very good grasp of English too. They could have been a translator. Instead, they chose to do this. Light sneered and adjusted the dainty crown on his head.

author's note: Look.. I don't know what this is either. I think it's Death Note, but Light has a tiara and L definitely has a stupid hat with jester bells on it. Misa is a foreign courtesan desperately seeking an alliance for power. I don't know.

Erratic chapter lengths are erratic if i choose to write this, especially since I've been wracking my head but can't come up with anything even close to a plot. and of course I'm choosing to publish this as a new story rather than finishing an old one. What else is new?