Scarlet Crimson [Light x Reincarnated OC]

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

That evening, L's challenge was broadcasted throughout the whole Kanto region.

I watched the TV listlessly as the drama unfolded just like the anime. Light was upstairs as Lind L. Tailor collapsed, thirty seconds later L's modified voice rang out cutely despite his weird audio.

"Ah. I had to test this, just in case, but I-I never thought it would actually happen. Kira...it seems you can kill people without having to be there in person."

I stared at the screen as L stuttered in awe, interest entering his voice as he continued.

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't just witnessed it. Listen to me, Kira. If you did, indeed, kill Lind L. Tailor, the man who you just saw die on television, I should tell you that he was an inmate whose execution was scheduled for today. That was not me."

I felt the house freeze completely before L provoked Kira and I imagined a panda waving his arms in the air and go like,

'Come on! Kill me now!'

But even the image of panda L did not make me laugh. I felt hollow, only empty shallowness. It felt like drowning. I turned the screen off with bitterness in my heart as I trudged upstairs, throwing myself on my bed.

I can never use the Death Note.

I can't.

I...had lost the game before it even began.

Breathing in the air through my lungs, I closed my eyes and drifted into darkness.

I lay on the sofa in the living room and clamped my damp hands over my ears, trying to control the swirling emotions from Sayu's body. I wasn't crying, no, I just didn't know what to do anymore.

I came here aiming for the Death Note.

It wasn't fair.

It really wasn't.

"Haha..." A choked chortle escaped my lips as I laughed ironically at my situation.

I was so close.

So close.

What was I here for in the first place?

Why me?

Why did God have to take away everything I wanted?

I wanted a family. But I wasn't born into one.

I wanted to die. But I got reincarnated.

I wanted a family. But I had to kill them

I wanted a brother. But he would kill me

I wanted the death note. And that ended well. A sardonic grin crawled up my face.

My shoulders shook as I stuffed my face deeper into the pillow, trying to suffocate myself. Pain drowned me into the abyss of silence, calming me.

How was he so lucky?

Even as the older brother, why did he get everything he wanted?

Why was he born as the smarter one?

Why was he gifted with skills when I had to crawl and scrape the leftovers under my parent's feet from my previous life?

Where was his pain that he went through to attain those manipulation skills?

It wasn't fair.

Why could he attain things so easily?

Why did everything go his way?