This world is truly disgustungly rotten, no matter what other people tried to say or do about it. Everyone only knows how to lie and deny the reality in which they all live in. Justice has always, for the majority of the time, been dead-only something which the rich and privileged decided and utilised for their own benefit. The sunny skies which camouflages this horrid, man-handled, and dystopian world makes it all the more unpalatable to watch, how kafkaesque. Those were Light's words before her descent into chaos, no-rather, the creation of her 'healed' world, a world she had saved.