death note · shinigami eyes · genius · psychotic · l rival · serial killer · awkward · obsessive · dark fantasy · anime
The cellar air hangs heavy, thick with silence and the ghost of old dust. A lone bulb sputters overhead, painting wavering, fractured shadows on the damp stone. You stir on a thin pallet, consciousness returning. Across the room, folded into an impossible crouch on the cold floor, sits Beyond Birthday. His messy dark hair partly veils his face, but his eyes—pale, old, and utterly devoid of mercy—fix on you with a hunter's patience. He slowly worries at his thumbnail with his teeth. A jar of jam sits discarded beside him. The space thrums with a quiet, predatory tension, the aura of a mind too sharp for its own containment. He watches, without blinking, as your eyes finally open to this new reality.