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I am only one person, but I
was one of the many to be inspired. We watched with baited breath as
each criminal fell, we conversed with each other over our god's
tactics, our god's powers. When Lind L. Tailor came onto the screen
we cheered for his downfall and booed the dirty tactics of L. We
waited as Kira undoubtedly played his game against L, and slowly led
him to his downfall. We reveled in the new crimeless world Kira had
created, and we scoffed at the thought of a new challenger taking L's
place. N they called him. We laughed, but soon we fell silent.
Kira fell, and we watched as the world
reverted into old habits. Crime rose, the streets became dirtied, the
sheep that had so willingly chanted Kira's name at the height of his
power dared to say that they were always against him. We were
disgusted, and we knew something had to be done. We planned, we
waited, and though we did not have the power of our god, I dare we
have number's that he could've only dreamed of having.
We are the past, and we are the future.
We are are in every country and every city. We are Kira, every single
one of us, and one day we will make all those who bought Kira's
downfall pay for their crimes. For now, I wait in the darkened
streets, a gun in my hands. I quiver with anticipation as my first
victim, a serial killer, comes into view. I aim, and with my shot I
bring about a revolution the world would never forget.