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King of the Death Gods	By : Demonized Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > L/Light Views: 917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He knows immediately that something is wrong, but not what. Not only that, but there is a shift in the Shinigami realm. Closing his eyes and spreading out his senses, he tries searching for his master. After only a few seconds his eyes snap open and he sags on the throne he has crafted for himself out in the wastelands of their realm. His master is nowhere to be found, and in his place is a presence that eclipses that of his master, but for some reason it is familiar.
Standing up from his throne, Armonia Justin Beyondormason feels a rage simmering within himself. His action draws the attention of the few wastes of Shinigami near him, for he has never been known to move from his throne, and they stare at him with fear in their eyes. Useless fools.
The beating of wings fills the air and everyone now turns their attention to the approaching party, as they figure that this had something to do with Justin (as he prefers to be called) moving. They are not disappointed, for the majority of them are awed at the almost entirely unfamiliar figure that lands in their midst.
The winged human creature has short, spiky black hair, which looks like Ryuk's, and the overall shape of his face is nearly the same, but… He isn't gangly, his skin is a healthy color for a human, and his sclera are also white, but his irises are an inhuman red. This is indeed a Shinigami, for they see that his lifespan is that of Ryuk's, and it is also his name.
"Is… that really you, Ryuk?" Sidoh asks, his grip tightening on his own Death Note.
Ryuk turns to Sidoh and grins, flashing razor-sharp teeth. "Sidoh! Justin! Everyone! I've come to tell you that our new King summons you to his presence." He gives a gleeful chuckle, and the present Shinigami, aside from Justin, look a little confused and then shocked.
"Why do you look like that, Ryuk?" Sidoh asks as he brings his wings out and rises into the air with the other Shinigami. The only ones who remain on the ground are Ryuk and Justin, not that he notices the latter remaining there.
"Our King will explain everything," Ryuk replies, waving the mummified bird-like Shinigami off. Once Sidoh and the others leave, he turns his attention to Justin, who is glaring at him. "What's the matter, Justin?" He tilts his head to one side and grins dangerously at the bejeweled Shinigami. "This realm is dying, and it's the old King's fault, and you helped him! Don't go getting your feathers all ruffled because he's gone now."
"You're a traitor, Ryuk!" Justin snaps and tries to call on the powers that have been granted to him by the former King. Nothing happens, and Ryuk only continues to grin that damnable grin. "What did you do?!"
"Me? I didn't do a single thing!" Ryuk flaps his wings and takes to the air, his task of gathering the Lesser Shinigami done. "Raito, however… He's the one in charge now."
Raito? Hadn't that been the human… "Impossible! He was sentenced to Mu!" Justin roars, his wings appearing and unfurling.
"And he was spared!" Ryuk informs him with a guffaw. "He's King now, Justin, and he wants all Lesser Shinigami brought to him."
Lesser Shinigami? Lesser Shinigami! He is no Lesser Shinigami! Gritting his teeth, Justin takes off and heads in the direction of the King's Palace, with Ryuk tailing behind him and laughing all the way.
Raito stares down at the numerous Lesser Shinigami that have gathered before him, an expression of thoughtfulness on his face. There are more than he had thought, but that is more than enough for what he wants to do. Glancing up as Ryuk arrives with the last of the Lesser Shinigami, he motions for his second-in-command to come to stand beside the throne, which sends a whisper through the mass before them. He stands up, which makes the room fall silent and every Shinigami has their eyes on him.
"Some of you may recognize me," he begins, his crimson gaze sweeping over the array of faces. He smirks faintly as they all nod, for his battle with L is one that is widely known throughout the Shinigami Realm. "Who I was… That person no longer matters. Who I am now…" He lets his wings appear, a faint glow emitting from his skin, and the reaction is instantaneous from most. Nearly all of them are awestruck, for they have never heard of a human becoming a Shinigami. "I am your King." Let alone the King of the Shinigami. "And I must say… I am severely disappointed with what I see before me."
The Lesser Shinigami all gasp, shocked, while at the back of the group Justin watches on, his rage silently building.
"You waste your lives away, gambling day in and day out while our Realm dies. Was this Realm not a glorious place? Were your forms not like mine or Ryuk's when the Realm was prosperous?!" Raito watches them all carefully as they nod to his questions, and he paces the width of the dais his throne sits upon. "Did you not need to look beyond our Realm for food that was edible?" Not that they need physical sustenance. "Where has your pride as a Shinigami gone? I look at those of you here before me, and I see wretched creatures with no pride."
That statement, though true, stings and many of the Shinigami murmur angrily.
"Things are going to change. I am going to give you the means to get your pride back, as well as bring life back to this Realm." He beckons for Ryuk to come forward, and once the Greater Shinigami is at his side he points out at the crowd. "Each and every one of you will be given a chance to better yourselves. Each and every one of you will have a chance to be promoted to a Greater Shinigami, like Ryuk." This causes the angry murmurs to stop and now everyone is staring at Ryuk in wonderment.
Greater Shinigami? Such a thing has been unheard of, or so they think.
"With this new status, once bestowed to you, comes more power. Fewer rules and laws will apply to longer will you have to worry about killing mortals to take their remaining lifespan. Do your part to help this Realm flourish once more, and I will see to it that you are rewarded." Raito's smirk grows as a chatter of excitement begins to spread through the crowd, the Lesser Shinigami excited by the promise of not worrying over lifespans and having more power. "Now, each of you will be assigned to a certain sector…"
Raito happily collapses on his throne, the Lesser Shinigami leaving his palace to go out and take lives like they are supposed to. Some had thought to do what he had as a mortal, which is to slay the criminals of the human realm, leaving him to correct them. His goal as a human is now irrelevant, and they are to simply take lives accordingly. Each has a quota to fill, and a percentage of the life energy that the Shinigami gain from each kill will go towards replenishing the Shinigami realm.
They have wondered at how he will do that, to which he explains that it is because he wills it. No laws apply to him, for he is the King, with the exception of keeping the Realm alive. He also writes the laws and can change or do away with existing ones.
Now, the only Lesser Shinigami left behind is the one that has been silent the entire time at the back of the gathering. Eyeing this one, Raito frowns slightly and sits up. "Is there a problem?"
"Ah, Rai-" Ryuk has been watching Justin too, and with the former right-hand of the former King lingering around… Something doesn't bode well. Raito, however, motions for him to be silent, and so he can only nod and watch.
"Ryuk, would you please go and make sure that everyone is doing as I asked of them?" Raito asks, his crimson gaze flicking towards his second-in-command for a brief second. His attention goes back to Justin while Ryuk sputters for a moment, before giving a sigh of defeat and leaving. "Now, I will ask again. Is there a problem?"
Justin stares up at Raito for a few seconds, before he slowly walks forward and forces himself to bow. "If my King would entertain an old Shinigami… I was merely wondering if you were aware of the situation regarding one of the watching pools." He has been thinking of a way to get rid of this usurper the entire time, and so far his only plan is to trick him into something forbidden. One of the watching pools of the Shinigami Realm allows a viewer to observe the past. They can observe any point in time they want, of whomever or whatever they want. The catch is, however, that they cannot enter the pool, which is linked to the past. It will send them back into that time, but as the usurper is now King… Further trickery will need to be involved.
"I sense nothing wrong with the watching pools," Raito states slowly, a frown on his face.
"If I could but show you, my King, then perhaps you would understand," Justin says in a measured, apologetic tone. Sneaking a glance up at Raito, he spots the White Death Note that the King holds and knows just how he will go through with his plan. Without that Note… He will be trapped in the past, trapped in a mortal body. If he himself goes back into the past and presents that White Death Note to his master… Maybe he can save him.
"Please, lead the way." Raito gets up from his throne and descends down the stairs so that he can follow Justin to wherever it is the Shinigami wants to lead him.
"This is the pool," Justin states as he lands a fair distance away from the watching pool. He grins to himself as Raito lands beside the pool and kneels down, a frown on his face.
"This is a pool to observe the past," Raito states softly. He extends a hand over the pool and closes his eyes, trying to sense if there is actually anything wrong with it. While he is doing that, familiar images form on the surface of the pool. His human death, L, the events that had transpired between them, his life. Eyes opening after he can't find anything wrong, he stares at the surface of the pool as everything plays out for him to see.
Justin takes this opportunity while Raito is occupied and sneaks up behind him, thankful that his steps make no sound. Leaning down, he snatches the White Death Note from the holster that Raito has created for it, then gives the usurper a hard shove. A gleeful grin stretches across his face as the usurper gives a cry and tries to twist around to look at him. "I'll see to it that you get what you deserve."
Raito falls into the pool and as soon as he is fully submerged the images begin to rewind, going all the way back to the day that Ryuk had dropped his Death Note into the human realm. Once they have, he vanishes into that time, returning to his mortal body just like Justin has planned. "Now," he starts, holding up the White Death Note, "to take this to my master." He starts for the pool, but before he can get anywhere close to it a very pissed of Ryuk appears before him.
Ryuk has known that Justin is up to something. He has never really liked the conceited Shinigami, and this crime that he has just committed puts him at the very top of his list. "You idiot!" Spotting the White Death Note in Justin's grasp, Ryuk understands fully what the Lesser Shinigami intends to do. Not if he can help it. Lunging forwards, he snatches the White Note out of Justin's grasp then uses his wings to quickly take to the air. There is really only one thing he can do now, and that is to return the White Note to Raito. Before Justin can come up after him, he angles himself and dives into the pool after Raito. What he doesn't realize is that the pool has changed what it is showing, so where he will end up, though it is the same time his King is currently in, isn't anywhere close to Japan.
Justin, who hasn't anticipated on Ryuk, lets out a scream of wordless rage and stumbles towards the pool. The image has already changed, yet again, and refuses to show him any of what he wants. In fact, after several minutes the pool shows nothing.
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