Death Note: The God of this new world

Chapter 3: The God Note

Light sat in his office, the Life Note open before him. He had a plan, a brilliant, ruthless plan. But before he could set it into motion, he had to deal with the Life Note's taxing rule. He needed to eliminate the risk to his lifespan each time he used the note. He needed to make a deal with the Shinigami King.

"I need your help, Ryuk," Light said, turning to the Shinigami. "I need to make a deal with the Shinigami King."

Ryuk raised an eyebrow, an apple in his hand. "And why would he listen to you, Light?"

Light smirked. "Because I am Kira. I am the God of the new world. And I have something he wants."

With Ryuk's assistance, Light contacted the Shinigami King, proposing a deal. He offered an exchange: his ownership of both the Death Note and the Life Note in return for a single, merged notebook: The God Note, possessing the power of both notes but without the cost to his lifespan.

The Shinigami King, intrigued by the audacity of the human who dared manipulate the Death Note and resurrect with the Life Note, agreed. In a flash of eerie light, the two notebooks merged, the resulting entity a regal tome bearing the title 'God Note'.

With the God Note in his possession, Light was now ready to set his plan into motion. The Liberators had openly challenged him and it was time they understood the grave mistake they had made.

Light summoned his followers, loyal servants who had been brought back to life and were indebted to him. He laid out his plan, an all-out assault on the Liberators' stronghold. It would be a bloody shootout, a show of force that would demonstrate his power to the world.

As the attack commenced, Light sat in his office, the God Note open before him. He wrote the names of the Liberators, commanding them to turn on each other. The stronghold descended into chaos, the once unified group now locked in a deadly internal battle.

From his office, Light watched the events unfold on multiple screens, his face impassive. "This is the price of defiance," he murmured, his eyes cold.

At the heart of the stronghold, Dove received word of the betrayal and chaos. His eyes widened in shock, then hardened with resolve. "Kira," he growled, "This isn't over."

Back in his office, Light wrote one final command in the God Note: 'Dove. Comes to Kira, unarmed and alone.'

And so, as the stronghold fell into chaos and bloodshed, Dove was compelled to leave, making his way towards Kira. The God of the new world was ready to face his challenger, the stage set for an epic confrontation.

In the aftermath of the bloody showdown, Light sat in his office, a heavy silence surrounding him. Dove was on his way, just as the God Note had commanded. But there was another confrontation that needed to happen before that, one that Light had been avoiding.

He summoned Soichiro to his office. His father, looking older but still strong, walked in, concern etching his face. "What is it, Light?" he asked, noticing the somber mood.

Light took a deep breath, his fingers tracing the cover of the God Note. "Father, there's something you need to know. Something I should have told you a long time ago."

Soichiro watched his son, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What is it, Light?"

Light looked up, meeting his father's gaze. "I'm Kira."

The room fell silent. Soichiro stared at his son, his mind trying to process the revelation. "What...?" he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.

Light continued, his voice steady. "I've been using the Death Note, and now the God Note, to create a new world. A world free of crime, of evil. I did it for justice, Father."

Soichiro looked at the God Note, then back at Light. The shock slowly gave way to understanding, then to a deep, profound sadness. "Light," he murmured, "how could you...?"

Light rose from his chair, walking over to the window. "I did what I had to do," he said, his back to his father. "I did what no one else had the courage to do."

Soichiro was silent for a moment, his mind grappling with the truth. Finally, he spoke, his voice filled with sorrow. "I don't know if I can understand, Light. But... you're still my son."

Light turned around, looking at his father. There was a softness in his eyes, a hint of the boy he used to be. "Thank you, Father," he said, a small smile on his face.

And so, in the silence of the office, father and son shared a moment of understanding. Outside, the world continued to turn, unaware of the revelations that had just occurred. The stage was set for the next act, and Light Yagami was ready to face whatever came next.