【L月L】Inquisitor

Luke was floating in mid-air in his bedroom.

He still had that unattractive appearance.The mouth was like a torn scar on a face, with jagged teeth protruding outward.The white eyeballs fit strangely on the face, and the red pupils rolled with disgusting banter and malice.There is nothing like a creature that exists in the real world, but he is standing here.

The scene where old friends meet is always so touching, and this familiar scene makes me cry—if I don't think about the fact that I was killed by him.

Luke flipped through his Death Note, not feeling at all that it was rude to randomly flip through other people's belongings.He pointed the note toward Yagamitsu, pointing to the big letter "L" on it.

"Why not get it done."

Before Ye Shenyue had time to make the mechanism of the drawer, she just stuffed the Death Note into the narrow gap on the left side of the second floor of the bookshelf.Even so, it is a very hidden location, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it without looking carefully.He didn't know how Luke found it, maybe there was an unknown and wonderful connection between the Grim Reaper and his beloved note.

"No reason. Don't want to write."

Luke put away his black wings. He didn't know whether he was satisfied with the answer or not, so he let out a loud laugh.

"Have you nothing to say about our reunion, Luke?"

Luke was not surprised at all when he heard Ye Shenyue's greeting - of course, it was difficult for anyone to see the so-called "surprised" look on his terrifying face.

"Again? Ye Shenyue—that's how you pronounce your name—Light, maybe you've seen me before, but this is the first time I've met you."

Ye Shenyue just stared silently at Luke's weird face, trying to find any deceptive flaws in it.But that in itself is futile.There was nothing but a smile on Luke's face.He's always been like that, his face looks like he's had some horrible disfiguring surgery, and he looks like Hugo's The Laughing Man.

Luke's answer wasn't expected, but he wasn't too surprised either.He just wanted to test whether the god of death knew about his rebirth.Obviously they are not related.If even an unconventional creature (if it can be called a creature) like Reaper has no memory of seeing him in a previous life.This indirectly means that this cycle is not the reason why he died or used the Death Note, so there must be some other reason for this cycle.

His previous inference was not wrong, but this is by no means exciting good news.If he doesn't even know the god of death, he really can't think of anyone else who can give him a satisfactory answer.

"I'm only responsible for delivering the Death Note to you and informing you of some necessary rules. Other things have nothing to do with me."

"What does 'deliver to me' mean?"

Luke suddenly stared at Ye Shenyue's face and laughed, and the laughter became more and more exaggerated, and finally he just rolled and laughed in mid-air.

"If it wasn't for my funny name and face—" Ye Shenyue said, "is my life span funny?"

Luke suddenly leaned in front of Ye Shenyue, and Ye Shenyue saw his pale teeth baring his claws on his face, as well as his reflection in his protruding red pupils.

He is red, like standing in fire, and like standing in blood.

"You don't have the eyes of death and you can't see your life span." Luke finally restrained his noisy laughter, "But I can tell you, if you want to know."

"This would violate your so-called regulations."

"No. I mean if you were someone else, of course I couldn't tell you, but you're not counted."

Ye Shenyue is not interested in his lifespan at all, especially after he has experienced No.40 deaths, any string of meaningless numbers will not change his status quo.

Reaper's reaction that caught his attention.

From the beginning of the conversation, he kept noticing that he seemed to be a certain kind of 'specific' existence, and he was extremely concerned about the "sending" of the Death Note to Luke just mentioned, as well as the so-called notification rules.These words touched his sensitive nerves, and there must be some connection between them.

"All ears."

Luke's scarlet eyes rolled quickly, looking at the string of "00000" floating in front of him, he smiled again.

"It's zero." Luke said.

"Yeshenyue, you are a lifeless person."

There is no lifespan.

What does it mean.

Ye Shenyue has never exchanged for the Eye of Death, he doesn't know what kind of experience it is to see someone else's lifespan and name.Mi Haisha seemed to briefly describe it to him before, but he didn't pay attention at that time, and he can't remember clearly.He only remembered that she said that those names and lifespans were floating above people's heads in bright red.The number of sights is decreasing every moment, like a countdown bomb, which may explode at any time.

He couldn't see these scenes, but he can probably imagine how weird it is to have a string of "00000" floating above his head.Like a bomb that was supposed to go off, but it didn't.It doesn't know when it will end, maybe the next second, maybe never again.

Nobody knows.

At this moment, Ye Shenyue wanted to laugh—so, he changed from being the object of the god of death's prank to the target of the god or some other creature.

Luke was still waiting for the crack on Ye Shenyue's perfect face. After all, this human being was surprisingly calm from the very beginning when he entered the door.It always made him feel like something was missing—somewhat unsatisfying.But on the other hand, he is a very interesting person.

In the end, Luke couldn't wait for any expression that satisfied him on Ye Shenyue's face.Because he hardly showed any expression, only his eyebrows still raised proudly.His eyes were pitch black, without any color.It seems that life itself has no meaning to him, but in other words-except for floating on the head to make people jump, the life span of "00000" really has no meaning to the owner himself.

"Don't you have anything to explain?"

"It means—you don't exist and shouldn't exist. You are prey, the object of trial by the inquisitor."

Luke tilted his huge head at an extremely twisted angle, as if his head would roll off his neck if he was not careful.He stretched out his black index finger and pointed at Ye Shenyue. There was a ring on it, which was a blackened skull.It looked old, and the hollow eye sockets and crooked teeth were visually awful.It subtly attracted Ye Shenyue's gaze.

He looked at it as he looked at himself.

No blood, no spirit.Even the skeleton was blackened.

"You mean, I'm a sinner to be judged." Ye Shenyue said, "Who is the judge? God?"

"God? No, God doesn't exist at all." Luke said, "Only the law exists. The judges are the people chosen by the law. They are a group of very annoying guys, dressed in human skin, you can put They act like death walking in the world. But in fact, we are different, different categories? Different departments? Is that how humans use words? It can't be helped-you know there will always be some little things in the development of the world Deviation, their responsibility is to correct this deviation, or obliterate this existence. This process is called 'judgment'."

This is the most ridiculous joke Ye Shenyue has ever heard.He was questioned by many people about his qualifications to judge other people's lives.They accused him of inhumanity, calling him "the most horrific murderer in human history." Maybe, he never denied it.

But what was a trial—a trial that proved his existence meaningless.

He is a stranger.Others are strangers to him, and he doesn't know anyone.

He stands here at this moment, but he doesn't belong anywhere.He has no past, no future, and not even time has left any trace on him, leaving him only a doomed, definite path leading to death.His will was weak and crumbling.

But he is here, here at this moment.No one can question him, and no one can obliterate him.

"I know this is a world with nowhere to go, but who can judge my existence?"

"No one can judge me." Ye Shenyue said, "No one!"

He seemed to be talking to Luke, but also seemed to be talking to himself.The voice seemed to be squeezed from the throat, full of compressed energy, and it sounded like a gloomy wind-soft but heralding a storm.

He is completely disappointed in the world and indifferent to everyone.He's tired, but he's not dead yet.

Fate said to him, be a gust of wind.Freedom is your shackles.

Luke moved his head back to the original position, trying to look serious, but this action was a bit funny.He didn't deny Ye Shenyue's words, as if he was telling the truth.

Human beings are always obsessed with such illusory things, so they are played by fate, Luke thought.

"You're really interesting," Luke said, "I'd like to share a secret with you—the Inquisitor can be killed!"

"What kind of secret is this?" Ye Shenyue said, "Of course he can be killed. Because there is no so-called "judge" and "prey". It is also a deviation that needs to be obliterated. We are both essentially the same. No one can judge, so let them fight each other. The world of appearances itself. The most boring and cruelest bet."

Luke just laughed and said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shenyue saw a trace of approval on Luke's face full of fake smiles.