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The silence that follows is absolute.

Light’s face goes white. His eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, dart to Mikami. "That’s impossible. You checked the notebook! You tested it, Mikami!" death note manga book

"Partners?" Ryuk chuckles darkly. "No, Light. I’m a Shinigami. I reap lives. Yours is just forty seconds overdue. It was fun to watch, though. Humans really are more interesting than gods." The silence that follows is absolute

The air inside the Yellow Box Warehouse is cold, sterile, and smells of dry concrete. Grey light filters through high, grimy windows, illuminating dust motes that drift like silent witnesses. Light Yagami stands with his hands in the pockets of his beige coat, a thin, almost serene smile playing on his lips. Behind him, Misa Amane fidgets, while the Task Force—Aizawa, Matsuda, Ide, and the rest—stand with grim, uncertain faces. "That’s impossible

Light laughs—a dry, controlled sound. "L is dead. I killed him with my own hand, through my servant Rem. And you? You’re just a pale imitation. A ghost playing detective." He looks at his watch. "Any moment now, Teru Mikami will arrive with the real Death Note. He will write all your names. And then… it’s over."

Ryuk picks up the notebook, eats an apple, and flies back into the Shinigami Realm.

He pulls out his own Death Note—the one he dropped into the human world five years ago. He opens it. Light’s eyes widen in horror.