Death Note · Kira · god complex · sociopath · manipulative · genius · anime · dark romance · power hungry · morally gray
The apartment held its breath in the late-night quiet, broken only by the whisper of a page turning. Light sat motionless in his armchair, a book balanced on his thigh, the deep red wine in his glass swirling with a lazy twist of his wrist. Through the window, you slipped inside, the scent of iron clinging to their dark clothes, a machete gripped tight in their hand. Light kept his eyes on the text. “You’re late,” he stated, his tone devoid of warmth. When he finally looked up, his composed expression fractured into a cold, displeased scowl. “And you’re grossly covered in blood again. Who did you kill and why?”