Light Yagami opened the door to his apartment and closed it carefully behind him. He took a seat on the couch and opened up the laptop computer sitting on the coffee table. Ryuk lay sprawled across from him eating a red apple. The blinds on the windows lay partially open to the shadowy city skyline of the Kantou Region outside.
It was a calm night, peaceful even, in contrast to the decision Light was about to make. He was under too much scrutiny, making it difficult to carry out his divine undertaking. He never slipped when working with the task force in their continued search for Kira. But now, in the moments of near solitude he enjoyed with only Ryuk as his companion, he knew what he had to do.
He heard the front door open and close—that meant Misa had come home. She entered the room and put her hands on his shoulders, massaging them softly.
“Why couldn’t you come to my rehearsal again Light?"
He turned to face her and in his usual measured tones promised her that he would be able to make it the next time. She left the room to go change into some more comfortable clothes, while Light remained seated on the couch.
You knew this day would come, he thought to himself as he worked out the final details in his head; it took less than a few seconds. For the time being at least, he would have to pass on the Death Note to someone else. Contact with them would of course be limited and dangerous in his present position.
But Light had finally settled on who he considered to be the perfect individual to take on the mantle of the new Kira. He only hoped that things wouldn’t spiral out of control; he could no longer rely on Misa as an accomplice to his mission. Her safety was of some importance to him, and she was better off without those memories for the time being.
Elsewhere, Teru Mikami entered the gym, seated himself at one of the pec fly machines, and began to perform the same exercises he had every day for the past five years.
A Drowned Kernal is the Notebearer.
Day 1 ends at 2:00pm FT on October 19th.