One moment he was sitting in his room , trying to solve a pretty challenging math problem when suddenly he feels a breath on his neck and he turns around to see large, round, yellow eyes with red irises popping out off their sockets and a blue wide disturbing smirk.
A moment later he finds himself stumbling to the floor as a horror filled scream threatens to escape him, his eyes wide and his heart beating madly in his chest.
The humanoid creäture stares at him for a moment then it starts speaking.
And slowly, ever so slowly, he stands up a single word echoing in his mind "Shinigami".
It points out a clawed finger, accusing, as it stares at him with glowing red eyes menacingly and it declares, its voice deep and growling.
"But you gave it up."
Understanding overwhelms him and his blood turns ice-cold in his veins. He's about to say something when suddenly his door bolts open revealing Sayu, her face twisted in horror and urgency.
Things go downhill from there.
And there he is now putting his scarred sleeping sister in bed, the Shinigami observing his every move in mild amusement.
" aw~ isn't that cute-" It starts but his glare is nothing short of homicidal and Ryuk stops in its tracks slightly surprised only for deathly blue lips to widen, once more amused, revealing razor-sharp teeth.
It is silent, and he drowns in thoughts.
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"Does this make me a clairvoyant?"
The Shinigami crackles madly and he finds himself joining it, probably the absurdity of this all taking a toll on him.
He doesn't take note of his sister; eyes fluttering open then forced shut. Hands gripping the comforter tightly.
He steps back from the bed and takes the Deathnote, lying on the cold ground, in his hands. Shuddering in delight as he visions a future where the supernatural turns real, where the good and the innocent could finally live without fear. Where the criminals and the corrupted are judged properly and would never be able to steal lives or torture the innocent anymore.
All with the simple strokes of a pen.
"you should try it."
He should.
He needs to.
But...
His eyes roll around to lay on his little sister's sleeping figure.
He pulls open the black covers of the killer note-book and pulls out a few pages carefully. He puts it back, and makes his way out his sister's room to his.
There's a tremble following his exit and a sneeze.
"Bless you~"
She pulls the covers over her head , trembling with every move, whispering her brother's name.
The humanoid creäture feels to compelled to add.
"I wouldn't trust him that much in your place."
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Somehow, for some reason, she nods.
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The monster crackles madly in response.