Selenophobia- Fear of the Moon
A soft red glow is gently flashing over everything. It casts a supernatural glow over everything, but the only thing I can concentrate on is your face. The face hovering above my prone body, the face that was mercilessly leering at me, the face of my best, and first, friend.
Your face, Raito-kun.
But it doesn't surprise me that it was you who would eventually kill me. In fact, I knew quite a while ago that your presence would mean my own end. I knew the very second I met you that you would be trouble.
Part of the reason is your name. Raito. Spelled with the characters of both God… and Moon.
You never knew that I had a fear of the moon, did you, Raito-kun. You never did find out the reason I always avoided the windows on nights with even the tiniest flicker of silver light. You noticed, of course, you always notice everything. Hell, even Matsuda noticed. It wasn't like I was being discreet. But this was one of the puzzles that make me who I am that you never figured out. And now, never will figure out, now that I am dying.
But you know, Raito-kun, I might've told you had you only asked. You were the only one I felt I could actually trust. Strange, isn't it? That I both trusted and feared the same person as I never have before. And never will again, thanks to you.
Actually, I'm not entirely positive why I am so terrified of the moon. All I know is that ever since I was little, I have feared its light, its shape, its very existence. And I also know that whenever my unblinking, obsidian eyes fell upon it, a tragedy would occur. Every time, without fail. Some unfortunate incident would occur, and the people around me would say, 'Oh, what a shame' and 'What a horrible accident.' But you see, Raito-kun, it wasn't an accident. It was the moon's fault. Even as a young child I recognized this.
The night I was left without parents was a full moon, Raito-kun.
The night I first failed a case was as well.
One time there was only a crescent in the sky, but I still witnessed an entire city block burn to the ground,
And so I avoided the moon. I kept away from its silvery streams of light. I completely cut myself off from anything related to that glowing orb. I was not fooled by its supposed beauty, Raito-kun. Just as I was not fooled by yours.
So many years I had gone without one incident relating to that cursed chunk of lit-up rock in the sky. Life had been going perfectly well, or at least as well as it can get for an isolated insomniac detective.
But then Kira started with his "cleansing of the world", and I found myself face to face with you.
I made sure to hide my surprise at learning your name, at seeing your face, because at that moment I knew. I knew I would soon be dead, and you would be my killer, Raito-kun.
Everything tragic always involves the moon.
And so I lie here, the last vestiges of my breath seeming to echo in the cold metal room in which we slaved away at the Kira Case. I lie here, and as my eyes slip shut against my will, I can still see your eyes shining like twin orbs of silver light. I can see the moon in your eyes. It is in your very existence. Your eyes shine like it, your skin glows with its light… and even your name.
You are the embodiment of all my fear.
You are the one destined to be my executioner.
You are the one I avoided so much all these years.
After all,
You
Are
Raito.
God of the Moon.