Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Dutiful ❯ Dutiful ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The companion to Sentience, with L's mission in a stream-of-conscious poetry format.

I own nothing.

I make no mistakes or boasts in saying these words.

I just want you, any of you really to imagine something with me.

Imagine if you had talent, raw talent to put to good use.

For the good of the world.

What would you do with that talent I wonder?

Would you let it thrive, fed by a clear conviction of justice?

Or would you deny your aptitude for another foolish whim?

I'll let you answer that question for yourself.

My talent, if you wish to know it, is unveiling.

I take apart the clues like puzzles and inner-enigmas and I solve them.

One less crime, one less evil deed because of me and my talent.

It's my burden, my personal cross to bear.

My knowledge will catch the fiend that is Kira;

Kira, the villain that believes he is a god, a dark-winged avenger.

He believes he can get away with murder and death; I'll prove him wrong.

It's my given right after all.

My duty is to catch that menace and put him away, laying his beliefs to rest.

It is my duty to the world.
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