"Brilliant! Brilliant, Near! You actually made me… you made me doubt myself for a second!" He straightens up, and his face becomes a mask of cold, absolute fury. "But you forget the most important rule of the Death Note. I wrote your name in my own notebook—the one in my jacket—before I even walked into this warehouse. You’re already dead, Near. You just haven’t stopped breathing yet."
The bullet tears through Light’s shoulder, sending him sprawling. Blood pools on the grey concrete, mixing with the dust. As Light lies there, bleeding and broken, Ryuk—the Shinigami who started it all—materializes from the shadows. death note manga book
Ryuk scratches his chin. "Light Yagami," he says, his voice a gravelly whisper. "You’ve lost. And you know the rule. The human who uses the Death Note can neither go to Heaven nor Hell. When you die, you simply… cease to exist. Nothingness. It’s the most absolute death of all." "Brilliant
Everyone turns. Teru Mikami, the prosecutor, strides in with robotic precision. His eyes are wild with religious ecstasy. He carries the black notebook clutched to his chest like a holy relic. His glasses flash under the dim light. "But you forget the most important rule of the Death Note
"You kill," Near says simply. "And you’ve become what L feared most: a bored child with an infinite power to judge. L knew that justice isn’t a weapon. It’s a process. A fragile, human process. You abandoned your humanity the moment you picked up that notebook."
Near watches him without pity. "There are no gods here, Light Yagami. Only men. And men must answer for their sins."
Near tilts his head. "A world without criminals? A world ruled by fear, where anyone who disagrees with you dies of a heart attack?"