Chapter 2: An Unexpected Encounter


Darkness. Darkness. The eternal destruction. For the inhabitants of this world it was a paradise, for everyone else it was hell.
But let's just call it:The world of the gods of death.
Debris lay scattered on the places that the gods used and the sky, pitch black and gloomy, was anything but inviting. Heavy air, suffocating, flowed through the atmosphere of this world. No other being except a god of death should survive in it.
Slowly the wings of one of these beings flapped in the air, dispelling the dark clouds of mist and kicking up the dust as it started to land. His glowing red eyes and the malicious grin that was his trademark looked around. Apparently they were looking for something or ... someone. He was holding a book in his hands. Bound in black leather, worn and old.Death Note ...

From the depths of his world a second being materialized, uglier than he and with eyes of gold. Her body resembled that of a marble statue, her long silver hair standing wildly around. Their eyes met the other's. It seemed that he was full of contempt for him.
"Ryuk ... you are back?" She asked with a slight resentment in her voice. "Nice to see you here again ..."
"I'm happy to see you again.", Ryuk smiled in an elegant manner and waved to the goddess of death. "How have you been without me, dearest?"
"Two things: 1. Don't call me that! And second: Very good."
"That was mean now. For my part, I missed you very much."
"I doubt it. The people amused you deliciously. You must have had fun watching them all kill each other."
"It was funny, I have to admit that. These people are more entertaining than I thought. Maybe you should go down into the human world, too, Karai.What do you think?"
"No need. It doesn't appeal to me."
"That one person ... that would have irritated you."
"You mean Yagami?"
"Exactly that."
"It was a mistake to give him your Death Note, I honestly have to tell you."
"A mistake? Why is that?" The god of death sat down on the dirty floor, crossed his long legs and looked interestedly at Karai, who did the same.
"It was irresponsible to give the Death Note to a madman like Yagami."
"It's my book and I can decide who to give it to and who not." Ryuk's red eyes looked provocatively at her. "Where's your Death Note anyway?"
"Where it belongs."
"Let it fall into the human world, let's see what happens."
Ryuk's eyes shone with rapture at the thought of what might happen now after Kira was dead. Would such a massacre happen again? There were certainly more people who shared the same views as Raito and who were ready to use his Death Note ... and of course were ready to face the consequences.
A big grin appeared on his gray face. A grin that smothered in terrible memories. How many people were like Raito?

“I think you underestimate people, Ryuk.” Karai's voice was too charming for a death goddess, Ryuk noticed that too. She was different from him. Completely different. In contrast to him, she really worried about people ... he didn't know the reason and he couldn't gauge her intentions either.
"Underestimate? What do you mean?"
"You think people are simple. You don't worry about how they really are. You don't care how they feel or how they react to a situation."
"Are these allegations?"
"Yes."
“Why should I care about people?” The conversation grew more exciting from word to word. What did Karai like for these people?"Because one day ... they could be your downfall ..." She uttered these words incredibly seriously and looked deep into his eyes. "They are more dangerous than you can imagine."
"Dangerous? For me? You're talking crazy, Karai."
"I mean it, Ryuk. People have a special gift."
"A gift?"

She was silent, her head raised to the sky. It was true She was convinced of her point of view.The people were dangerous ...


"The gift of getting into your feelings and destroying everything around you."
Ryuk grinned. What a gift ... destroying everything around you only if you got into your feelings? But somehow Karai was right. When he thought of Raito and his madness and ideology of a "pure" world, then ...

"You seem to know a lot about people, Karai .. where does that come from?"
"I watch ... I see ... differently than you, Ryuk."
"You know? What do you see?"
"That people, unlike us ... are guided by their feelings. They let themselves be carried away by them. Their actions are influenced by them ... and that is: wonderful."
Ryuk couldn't do anything but laugh out loud. Small tears of joy rolled down his cheeks. "You're almost talking like one of them ...! Is that supposed to be wonderful?"
"When a person fights for his cause, he finds a way to achieve his goal. Then there are no limits for him."
"Karai! I have to say you sound even crazier than me!" Ryuk threw himself back and his malicious, self-enamored laugh echoed for a long time ...



How am I supposed to go on living without you? How am I supposed to breathe without you Tell me ... I beg you. Why did you just have to leave me? I do not get it...

Your body ... dead? Your ghost ... lost? No ... I don't want to accept it ... I will not accept it !!!! No way!

She thoughtfully leafed through the old notebook that had served her as a diary for the past few months.A refuge where she could let out her feelings and sensations. Now that he was dead ... lost forever, there was only one way to feel close to him.
Arashi looked out into the night. She was in a hotel room. After visiting the grave, her resolve was stronger than ever. She had a goal in mind again. She quickly stormed into her aunt's large apartment, packed a suitcase for her, grabbed her wallet and credit card and left a short message for her. She only wrote the bare essentials. That her aunt didn't have to worry, that she would be home soon, and that everything was fine. She neither had nor wanted to give the reason for her sudden disappearance. Perhaps she was going to a place from which there was no escape ...

Maybe she would never come back ...! But she would leave no stone unturned. Absolutely nothing!

The moon shone through the silk curtains of her room, bathing the noble furniture in a wonderful light. The young girl stroked her hair, tied the black splendor in a braid and let herself fall on the bed with her diary. Soon it would be the early hours of the morning and the sun would rise behind the huge buildings.
A sad smile played on her soft lips. Lawliet always stayed up until the early hours of the morning, thinking about the people, their actions, their nature and why he stood up for them ...

He was a good person, someone who fought for the good of others. Also ... if he had to risk his life there. She loved him for that.

Her eyes flew over the first entry in her book. The night right after his death.

He murdered you. I feel it. It should never have come to that. No way! Why you Why did Yagami kill you? I do not get it....
Your death is so incredibly close to me ... your cold body that will soon descend into the earth.Your eyes that will never open again. It tears me apart, it torments me, it kills me ... me and my heart. COME BACK! COME BACK! COME BACK!!!

The following pages basically contained the same sentimental "nonsense" as her aunt would say. But this "nonsense" meant more to her than her life. It was proof that she hadn't imagined those dreams, the dreams about Lawliet.

What are Kira's goals? But not really the creation of a "new" world? This is an impossible plan ...! Or?

You believed in the gods of death. You tried to stand in their way ... and failed because of your plan.
Rem ... that was the name of the death goddess ...
They existed.


"I'll get you back. No matter what it costs me. Today ... my personal crusade against ... GOD begins."

She threw the notebook on the bed, pulled on her coat and walked quickly out of the room. The way through the hotel lobby and out of it was marked by her unshakable smile, which was both attractive and sad for the visitors. The cold evening wind blew towards her as she started to walk to his grave again.


"Where are you going, Ryuk?" Karai asked and flew after him. The dark sky made her silver hair shine. Her black wings flew ominously over the ruined city below. "Wait, Ryuk!"
"I want to visit someone." Was his short answer.
"Whom?"
"An old friend ..." The grin on the blue-gray face was eerie. "I'll be back soon, my dear."

With these words he disappeared. Back...

Into the human world


Arashi knelt quietly. Run her fingers over the lifeless stone again. "I promise you. And if I have to make a pact with Lucifer himself. I promise you."

The corners of her mouth curled up for a moment.>[i]Yes ... I promise ...

She hid her head in her drawn knees. Buried the tears under a veil of silent hope. A promise...

Suddenly it ran cold down her back and she felt the presence of a being. She felt how icy wings came to a standstill above her and how a breath of wind went through her hair. A sigh of relief, so vicious and peaceful at the same time, echoed through the empty cemetery. Arashi thought she was hallucinating, but too many strange things had happened in her life so that she was not surprised that she suddenly felt "something like that".
Fear lay on her neck and she did not dare to turn around. What would their eyes see ...? For a while she sat motionless. Waited to see what happened ... but nothing happened.

Slowly ... she turned her head back. Looked into the face of a creature whose black wings towered high above the ground. His red eyes in the dead face looked down at the grave, paying no attention to her. Then their eyes met - Arashi's heart skipped - but the being ... just looked at her.

His pitch-black hair stood tall, his teeth flashed dangerously. But the