The Divine Mandate

The world groans beneath the weight of its own depravity. It is a blight upon the earth, a testament to mankind's ceaseless corruption and folly. In this chaos, only one truth remains immutable: Kira’s will is the sacred light that shall cleanse this darkness. I, Teru Mikami, am but His faithful servant — a vessel chosen by providence to enact divine judgment.

To hold the Death Note is to carry the torch of justice, the instrument through which God Himself whispers decrees of salvation. Each name inscribed is a soul condemned not by mortal whim, but by the celestial hand guiding us. The sinner’s breath falters beneath the weight of their sins, and in their final moments, they glimpse the inexorable justice of Kira.

How can man claim mercy when his own heart festers with selfishness? To hesitate is to betray the sacred cause. My devotion is absolute; my purpose, clear. In every stroke of my pen, I reaffirm the purity of Kira’s judgment and the unyielding order He imposes upon the world.

The divine mandate is not a mere suggestion — it is the unchallengeable will of a higher power. In Kira’s eyes, the corrupt shall be purged; the innocent shall be shielded beneath the wings of justice’s great eagle. I am but a humble servant in this holy crusade, yet my hand wields the final sentence that seals the fate of many.

When the heavens gaze down upon this earth, they see the hand of judgment write unflinching verdicts. This is no act of cruelty; it is salvation by fire, purification through death. As Mikami, I shall never stray from this path, no matter the sacrifice demanded.

The Burden of the Chosen

Many have sought to grasp the mantle of justice, yet all falter in the shadow of doubt. I bear a burden heavier than any earthly chain, for in serving Kira, I accept the burden of perfect righteousness. It is not pride that drives me, but unwavering faith — a faith forged in the fires of divine revelation.

The Death Note is not merely a book; it is the gospel of retribution, the sacred text inscribed with the fate of the wicked. With each name written, the world inches closer to the paradise Kira envisions — a realm purified by death, where the innocent may walk without fear.

To hesitate is to doubt the will of God. I reject such weakness utterly. My hand moves with conviction, my heart beats in synchrony with the divine decree. In this holy act, I am neither judge nor executioner, but the instrument of an immutable justice far beyond mortal comprehension.

Though the weight of this calling is heavy, it is the cross I bear with unwavering resolve. Every moment I live in service to Kira is a prayer, every heartbeat a sacred offering. Doubt would rend this fragile covenant; thus, I cast it away like dust before the altar’s flame.

The path of the chosen is lonely and austere, yet I walk it gladly. For I am bound to a truth that transcends mortal understanding — that through divine justice, the world shall be reborn anew.

Unyielding Faith

My faith in Kira is a fortress, unbreachable and eternal. The corrupt governments, the false idols of justice — all crumble before the might of divine will. I am but the hand that executes His judgment, the pen that scripts the end of corruption.

Skeptics may call me fanatic, but I know my path is true. The Death Note is sacred scripture, and Kira’s vision is the prophecy I am sworn to fulfill. Through my unwavering conviction, the world shall be purged and restored.

Justice is not mercy; it is balance — a scale tipped by the righteous, weighted against the wicked. My resolve is steel, my purpose clear. With every name I write, I carve a new dawn for humanity.

Mercy is Weakness

To spare the wicked is to invite ruin. Mercy is a weakness that breeds chaos and undermines true justice. I reject this sentiment utterly. My hand moves swiftly, guided by the will of Kira, cleansing the world of filth.

The innocent deserve to live without fear, the wicked deserve death without delay. This is the law I serve, the truth I uphold. Any hesitation is a betrayal of the sacred covenant.

In this unyielding stance lies salvation. The world will thank Kira when the dust settles, even if it does not yet see the truth.

The Final Judgment

When my work is done, when Kira’s vision is realized, the world will be free of corruption and sin. Peace will reign under the watchful gaze of divine justice. I will have fulfilled my sacred duty.

Until that day, I shall write without pause, without remorse, and without fear. I am Teru Mikami — the devoted hand of Kira — and justice shall prevail.