Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Ryoichiro Aoki jumped from a high-rise building... calling out the killer's name before he died.

"Hehehe, are you trying to promote your own interests in the last one, Yue?"

Just as Light Yagami calmly wrote three more names in the Death Note, a mocking laugh came from beside him.

Immediately afterwards, the red apple he had placed on the table suddenly floated up on its own, and then, with a series of cracking sounds, a chip appeared.

In just a few seconds, the red apple was completely devoured, core and all.

"Delicious, delicious! I love apples the most~~~~"

The one speaking in the air was a monster that only Light Yagami could see. Yes, only he could see it; even the sorcerers couldn't see it.

This is a humanoid monster with black wings and a ferocious, terrifying appearance. Its face has a huge mouth with torn cheeks and sharp teeth, and bulging eyes like a fish. It wears a black bodysuit.

He is Ryuk

It is neither a cursed spirit, nor a human, nor even a demon.

He is a Shinigami that only Light Yagami can see.

It was he who brought Light Yagami the notebook in front of him two days ago, along with a dark stone called Behemoth.

This notebook is a special magical artifact that can be used even without spells. Its effect is simple yet brutal—know their name and appearance, write their name down, and they will die in the way you specify!

Of course, the impossible way to die is impossible, and this cursed tool will be much less effective at killing units with powerful curses, and the opponent may be able to dodge it.

Ultimately, it's just a magical artifact.

"For the first thirty years of my life, I lived a very routine life."

Light Yagami gazed at Tokyo under the night sky, his fingers lightly tracing the cold, black pages of his notebook, and whispered...

"I could see my entire life laid out before me: inherit my father's mantle, become a high-ranking official in the Metropolitan Police Department, become as rigid and conservative as him, and in the end..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what else are you complaining about?" Ryuk teased.

"Your life is the dream of countless people!"

“You’re right,” Light Yagami said frankly, looking at the strange fellow.

"Excellent grades, athletic prowess, and good looks—these are the ideals during one's student years. A good job after growing up, a meteoric rise to the top of the national ladder—that's the dream of most people!"

"But that's the mindset of a useless person!"

He picked up the notebook in his hand, his eyes burning with fervor.

"If we can truly change the world, what do the ordinary people's desire for a stable and happy life matter?"

Light Yagami is a person with a strong sense of justice—of course, you might say that abusing the notebook to kill people is not the way to be a partner of justice, but this is precisely proof of his strong sense of justice.

Some people's sense of justice leads them to choose to practice justice within the rules, while others' sense of justice gives them the power to trample on the rules without hesitation.

Light Yagami is that kind of person; deep down, he despises the law. Because he's a member of the system, even a high-level player within it.

Therefore, he knows better than anyone how easily the law can be manipulated, and how the law becomes more immune to your social status as your social standing rises.

It's just trampling on the law, what's the big deal? The people around him probably do similar things every day, I just took it one step at a time!

Moreover, all the people I killed were people who deserved to die—at least this list comes from the 'god' who gave me this power!

Of course, Light Yagami will also include some people he considers deserving of death...

"Ryuk, when will I finally be able to truly use it?!" Light Yagami raised the Behemoth in his hand.

“When you are truly ready, you will become a true demon of death.” Ryuk picked up a new apple and said slowly.

The notebook filled Light Yagami with elation, but he was no longer a high school student still in his adolescence. He wasn't carried away; at least, he wouldn't dare call himself the 'god' of the new world.

Because he knew clearly that this power came from a higher being, the sorcerer's so-called top-tier imaginary spirit, which easily manipulated the 'Demon King' who controlled the world.

Perhaps it was for this reason, coupled with his knowledge of the existence of the Jujutsu World, that Light Yagami did not float away.

Of course, it could also be because Light Yagami is an adult who has completed a full university education and worked in the police force for many years, so his thinking... isn't that naive.

"But is that alright? Your senior doesn't seem like he wants to join you," Ryuk said with interest.

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Light Yagami silently produced a document containing an emergency order issued by the Provisional Diet.

The order from above required the immediate execution of all prisoners serving life sentences while in custody.

This is neither procedural justice nor even legal, but it is an order driven by fear among powerful figures.

“They knew of Behelit’s existence, so they were afraid; they were afraid that those driven to despair would be chosen.”

Light Yagami looked at the stone in his hand and sneered.

Of course, there may be some people like myself who have been chosen, but in any case, they are terrifying beings who defy the tolerance of these powerful figures.

If Hiromi Hinoki saw such an order... what would he think?

This idealist who upholds the law is destined to experience the collapse of his ideals and justice, but in Light Yagami's view, this is not a bad thing.

Only by transcending the rules that limit oneself can one embark on the path to becoming a 'superman', but if someone is just like himself, Light Yagami will look down on him.

It is precisely because of people like Hiyori, who uphold justice and their own rules, that Light Yagami, after breaking free from his own constraints, is the kind of person he longs to see...

"You want him with you? A union of judgment and death?" Ryuk smiled strangely.

"I thought you would hate procedural justice."

"No matter what, the positive aspects of law and trials always outweigh their negative aspects," Light Yagami said calmly.

“If His Majesty the Crimson King wants to establish a new world, I can be his executioner, but I cannot be his judge, because I cannot be absolutely inflexible in applying double standards. Therefore, I hope that Senior Sunshade can become his judge.”

"A demon of law? A demon of judgment? Or a demon of ruling? Whatever it is... I hope he can join forces with me, because he is the closest person I know to 'selflessness'."

"Then maybe the first thing he'll do upon gaining that power is to judge you~~~~" Ryuk chuckled mischievously.

"If that's the case, can you still persist like this?"

Light Yagami hesitated for a moment, then said firmly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of—my heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is just!"

......

"Zhenyi!!!"

Upon hearing that her sister had been taken back, the anxious Zenin Maki disregarded the risk of being captured by the higher-ups in the sorcery and rushed back to the Zenin family, which she despised.

However, she didn't see a single person along the way.

I didn't see any of the Kukurirutai, I didn't see the annoying Zenin Naoya, I didn't see the old man Naobi, I didn't see...

She rushed to the basement where a large number of cursed spirits were stored, and there she smelled a strong, nauseating stench of blood.

Pushing open the door to this basement, a place that felt like a nightmare from her memories, Zenin Maki's eyes narrowed slightly.

Because here, there are corpses everywhere.

Many members of the Corpse-Kuju-ryu squad lay on the ground, their bodies covered in purple and blue bruises, like mummies. Their leader, Zenin Shinro, had been skinned naked and hung from the ceiling.

Besides these, there is also Zen-in Shinichi, Zen-in Ranta, and Zen-in Nagatoshiro—the trio who are all top-tier sorcerers and form the backbone of the Zen family.

All, dead

Only two people stood firm amidst the sea of ​​blood: her father, Zenin Sen, and...

"Mai..." Zenin Maki looked at her younger sister standing in the sea of ​​blood, her voice trembling.

What did they all do to you?

"Sister, you're back." Zenin Mai moved the arm that was stuck in Zenin Han's chest away, turned her head to look at her returning sister, and revealed a bright smile, her scarlet eyes shining brightly in the night.

"What a pity, you came back too late. You missed the moment when they wanted to kill me, and you also missed... the moment when I killed them."

As she said this, she chuckled to herself, and amidst the laughter, Maki noticed the black stones peeking out from her chest.

Zenji Maki's eyes narrowed slightly—Beheilite, the magical artifact bestowed by that hypothetical top-tier cursed spirit!

"You beasts, if I hadn't given birth to you..." Zenji Han opened his mouth weakly, but the next moment, with a muffled groan, his chest was torn open by blood-red spikes that suddenly appeared from his body.

“Shut up, save your energy, that way I can torment you for a little longer, ‘Father’.” Zenin Mai looked at him and said sarcastically.

"Today is the day the Zenin family is wiped out. None of you will live. No, the so-called three great families, the so-called noble sorcerer families, none of you will live."

"A fool's dream..."

Zen-in Genshin said in an extremely weak voice that he should have died from his injuries, but the blood in his body was being pulled and drawn by an unseen force, so even such injuries were not enough to kill him.

Without a doubt, every member of the Zen family here who has suffered so much has achieved a state of being unable to live or die due to the power of this blood.

“Mai…” Zenin Maki opened her mouth slightly, but the next moment, two swift shadows swept past her.

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"Maki, get out of the way!" Zenin Naohito shouted angrily, wielding a sharp spell tool and rushing over like a phantom. At the same time, Zenin Naoya also rushed out and restricted Mayi's movements.

Zenin Maki's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched her sister's head fall to the ground, but the severed body was already positioned in a hand seal gesture.

"Domain Expansion - A Bloodbath for the Frontier"

The next moment, an endless pool of blood and hell engulfed the entire Zen temple.

Meanwhile, it spread to other places without stopping!

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587. Blood Demon - Bloodline Termination

I wish I had never been born...

As Zenjima lay dying, she thought these words, and these were the same words spoken by her father, her mother, and countless others who had been around her since she was a child.

Born into a Zen family, although he possessed a spell, it was a worthless spell that he struggled to even construct a single bullet each day, and his spell power was utterly terrible.

Moreover, she is a woman, and all of this combined makes for the worst possible combination of elements for a Zen Buddhist family with a long history, or in other words, a family that has continued a feudal tradition for thousands of years.

Her inferior spells, mediocre magical power, and gender discrimination made her suffer bullying and humiliation from childhood in the Zen family.

Every day was spent in constant fear and pain, yet even so, she could not escape the fate of being wantonly humiliated and toyed with. Especially Zenin Naoya, whose growth could be described as being accompanied by the beatings and humiliations of this clan leader's son.