[ Even after all of this time, L still excels at deviation, even when compared to Light. The latter is hardly lacking in talent, and he's become very adept in the art, but his focus is broader, whereas L has chosen to focus on more specific skillsets, honing them so finely that it's a reminder of how scary he can be as an enemy. While Light's level is high enough to manage this simple task, it still stands true that if there's anything to hide and one of them will uncover every hidden secret, it will be L.
It still strikes him at times. Growing up, he lacked for nothing. A loving family, financial stability that boarded on excess when measured by the average means, and the kind of skills that made life exceedingly easy all made for something so idyllic that it belongs in a fairytale. Even as a child, Light knew his life could be so much worse, and the idea was cemented when he began to study crimes. Most are committed by those close to the victim, largely family and close friends. In comparison, he was a boy with a successful father that really did do his best to balance career and family, a stay-at-home mother who couldn't have held more pride, and a cute little sister who never failed to show how dependable she found her big brother.
Ironically, it backfired in some ways. It'd be impossible to be Kira without feeling better than those he plans to reign over once he achieves real god status. At the very least, Light does consider his goal good, and he sees it as selfless, sacrificing his life of success and ease in order to create a protection so absolute that those with evil thoughts will be too frightened to make a move. He's Kira because only he can be Kira, only he can balance the emotional burden of killing with the empathy of someone who wouldn't do it for his own selfish purposes. It's difficult to say if the confidence came from a life of such ease or from the constant reminder of just how good he is. The world expects a modest reply without being too modest; just modest enough to be believable, so those are the answers he gives, but in reality, how can he not believe it when constantly told? So, he's spent much of his life feeling so above the world that he can't connect with it, leaving little choice but to act.
Until L. Oh, more than anyone else, L requires a web of lies and deceit. It's only recently that the truth was acknowledged between them. But, when spending time with L, it doesn't feel so imbalanced. Outside of the harsh truths of his realities, Light's able to speak frankly and honestly without holding back on his answers. It's refreshing while being polarizing. There's something both horrifying and liberating by feeling the most human only with your greatest rival. Maybe that's why L's also so capable of sending him through the entire emotional spectrum.
And L stayed. Even with the truth in the open, no longer hiding in plain sight. L stayed, and their chemistry is slowly sliding to the forefront, feeding on their hatred and competition instead of being drowned by their intensity. They say there's a fine line between love and hate, and neither L nor Light seems to be very good at staying on either side of the line.
In small, everyday moments like this, it translates, with even irony, into trust. Light doesn't need to be the one to deviate because he can fully truth L's ability. Instead, he can stand watch, focusing on their immediate surroundings in case something approaches with more speed than either expects. Anyone who only has a singular plan is putting themselves in undue danger. ]
How much can you tell about the young?
[ That might be an unexpected complication. Are they so young that they might not be able to survive without the mother? Are there so many this particular target isn't worth the danger. ]
How large is the group?
[ Oddly enough, sometimes the young in a species are more dangerous than the older, more trained elders. ]
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It still strikes him at times. Growing up, he lacked for nothing. A loving family, financial stability that boarded on excess when measured by the average means, and the kind of skills that made life exceedingly easy all made for something so idyllic that it belongs in a fairytale. Even as a child, Light knew his life could be so much worse, and the idea was cemented when he began to study crimes. Most are committed by those close to the victim, largely family and close friends. In comparison, he was a boy with a successful father that really did do his best to balance career and family, a stay-at-home mother who couldn't have held more pride, and a cute little sister who never failed to show how dependable she found her big brother.
Ironically, it backfired in some ways. It'd be impossible to be Kira without feeling better than those he plans to reign over once he achieves real god status. At the very least, Light does consider his goal good, and he sees it as selfless, sacrificing his life of success and ease in order to create a protection so absolute that those with evil thoughts will be too frightened to make a move. He's Kira because only he can be Kira, only he can balance the emotional burden of killing with the empathy of someone who wouldn't do it for his own selfish purposes. It's difficult to say if the confidence came from a life of such ease or from the constant reminder of just how good he is. The world expects a modest reply without being too modest; just modest enough to be believable, so those are the answers he gives, but in reality, how can he not believe it when constantly told? So, he's spent much of his life feeling so above the world that he can't connect with it, leaving little choice but to act.
Until L. Oh, more than anyone else, L requires a web of lies and deceit. It's only recently that the truth was acknowledged between them. But, when spending time with L, it doesn't feel so imbalanced. Outside of the harsh truths of his realities, Light's able to speak frankly and honestly without holding back on his answers. It's refreshing while being polarizing. There's something both horrifying and liberating by feeling the most human only with your greatest rival. Maybe that's why L's also so capable of sending him through the entire emotional spectrum.
And L stayed. Even with the truth in the open, no longer hiding in plain sight. L stayed, and their chemistry is slowly sliding to the forefront, feeding on their hatred and competition instead of being drowned by their intensity. They say there's a fine line between love and hate, and neither L nor Light seems to be very good at staying on either side of the line.
In small, everyday moments like this, it translates, with even irony, into trust. Light doesn't need to be the one to deviate because he can fully truth L's ability. Instead, he can stand watch, focusing on their immediate surroundings in case something approaches with more speed than either expects. Anyone who only has a singular plan is putting themselves in undue danger. ]
How much can you tell about the young?
[ That might be an unexpected complication. Are they so young that they might not be able to survive without the mother? Are there so many this particular target isn't worth the danger. ]
How large is the group?
[ Oddly enough, sometimes the young in a species are more dangerous than the older, more trained elders. ]