The Descent
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Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,175
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Death Note, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Impulsive Desires
In the impossible to navigate Shinigami realm there is a ruin that stretches further than even the supernatural eye can see. At one time a glorious palace; under the decay wasting progressively away at its stone walls it retains some remnants of former glory in winding maze-like corridors, high vaulted towers, voluminous rooms, and perhaps, though no one has ever cared enough to search and confirm, a dungeon.
Somewhere deep inside this sprawling, unattended mess there is a throne room that only the most foolish of shinigami seek to enter. They enter this forsaken place for one reason and one alone:
To ask their solitary king for exemption from a rule.
Ryuuk’s intention had been simple enough. Unconcerned with rules, he had just wanted to meet the old man that run the place.
Well, maybe his intentions weren’t that simple per say but that had been the gist of them.
Besides, for eternity he had been hanging around, no questions asked, passing the centuries doing his job dutifully. Maybe just occasionally, messing with the other shinigami.
Yes, he might have complained to other shinigami about the rules but that was only to fit in with a crowd that liked to bitch. In all actuality, he could understand and appreciate their usefulness. They made sense to him.
Besides his favorite way to spend his time was not forbidden. He could steal from other shinigami, demons, and what-have-you without repercussion.
The best part was that he had this crime down to such an art form that no one had ever been able to accuse him of it. He was, in his own mind, a collector of other demons neglected fineries and his hobby suited his needs for something to do outside his dismal work.
No, he would have never even considered asking from an exemption from a rule. What he might have considered, and what eventually drove him to that dismal place, was to see if the king had some enticing object that he could take from him. Something nice to add to his collection. Something that would go unnoticed….
Somewhere deep inside this sprawling, unattended mess there is a throne room that only the most foolish of shinigami seek to enter. They enter this forsaken place for one reason and one alone:
To ask their solitary king for exemption from a rule.
Ryuuk’s intention had been simple enough. Unconcerned with rules, he had just wanted to meet the old man that run the place.
Well, maybe his intentions weren’t that simple per say but that had been the gist of them.
Besides, for eternity he had been hanging around, no questions asked, passing the centuries doing his job dutifully. Maybe just occasionally, messing with the other shinigami.
Yes, he might have complained to other shinigami about the rules but that was only to fit in with a crowd that liked to bitch. In all actuality, he could understand and appreciate their usefulness. They made sense to him.
Besides his favorite way to spend his time was not forbidden. He could steal from other shinigami, demons, and what-have-you without repercussion.
The best part was that he had this crime down to such an art form that no one had ever been able to accuse him of it. He was, in his own mind, a collector of other demons neglected fineries and his hobby suited his needs for something to do outside his dismal work.
No, he would have never even considered asking from an exemption from a rule. What he might have considered, and what eventually drove him to that dismal place, was to see if the king had some enticing object that he could take from him. Something nice to add to his collection. Something that would go unnoticed….