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I have to end this. It's making me sick, much too sick.
Ryuzaki, you'll know where to find me Monday night. Bring the chain.
[Private; hard to hack] The memory lapse was most troubling, but what's worse is my inability to even look at red meat. I nearly threw up on hamburger just this evening. Things have gotten much too out of control and I must now reign them in.
It's time for L to win. I'm going to bring it about as quickly as possible, but there is still a mild fear nagging at the back of my mind. I want to lose. I want him to win... but will I be able to surrender? As much as I deserve death, I'm not particularly fond of the experiance. Will I force him to kill me? Will I kill my hostage? I have no idea. For once in my life, I am entirely uncertain of the outcome.
I suppose this is how normal people feel. It's rather vexing.
It would also seem that I've become addicted to tea. It calms my stomach even at the worst moments... but I'm preferring it with a considerable amount of sugar added.[/]
I wonder... what were my past existances like in this world? Why am I unable to remember them? Were they really me, or another me?
I suppose the most irritating question out of the lot is why a God would be worried with such things. My mentality is slipping again.
Where is that Death Note?
Ryuzaki, you'll know where to find me Monday night. Bring the chain.
[Private; hard to hack] The memory lapse was most troubling, but what's worse is my inability to even look at red meat. I nearly threw up on hamburger just this evening. Things have gotten much too out of control and I must now reign them in.
It's time for L to win. I'm going to bring it about as quickly as possible, but there is still a mild fear nagging at the back of my mind. I want to lose. I want him to win... but will I be able to surrender? As much as I deserve death, I'm not particularly fond of the experiance. Will I force him to kill me? Will I kill my hostage? I have no idea. For once in my life, I am entirely uncertain of the outcome.
I suppose this is how normal people feel. It's rather vexing.
It would also seem that I've become addicted to tea. It calms my stomach even at the worst moments... but I'm preferring it with a considerable amount of sugar added.[/]
I wonder... what were my past existances like in this world? Why am I unable to remember them? Were they really me, or another me?
I suppose the most irritating question out of the lot is why a God would be worried with such things. My mentality is slipping again.
Where is that Death Note?