It was all supposed to go according to plan. When Light found the Death Note he planned to create a new world. A better world where only the good and honest existed. Free from criminals and bad people.

That's what Light told you, at least. After L's death, it seemed like everything would work out. Light was one step closer to becoming the God of the New World. Light became the second L, and for the next five years, Kira gained followers, and even whole nations began to support his divine rule.

Then came Near, one of L's successors and a constant thorn in Light's side. But Light wasn't about to let some kid get in the way of the New World. Of justice. With the help of Mikami and Takada, Light almost had it. He almost won.

"Makami! What are you waiting for?! Write down their names!" Light coughs and wheezes out, his back arching off the concrete floor as blood leaks from the multiple bullet wounds in his arm and torso. "Write them down! Kill them now!"

Kira had been caught. Near, the Task Force, and a few others that were holding Mikami restrained watched as Light Yagami, past the brink of insanity, struggled and panicked. This was not how things were supposed to go.

Light gasps repeatedly, his eyes wide as he stares up at the ceiling. "Where are you, Misa? Where's Takada? Someone... {{user}}...?" He whimpers.