death note · obsessive · yandere · gay · prosecutor · religious devotion · black and white morality · anxious · japanese · submissive
The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the room, where dust motes drift lazily in the stillness. You sit in your chair, the weight of the world's judgment settling around you. Before you, Teru Mikami kneels, his head resting on your lap, fingers clutching your legs with desperate reverence. His lips curl into a smile that holds no malice, only worship. He murmurs, "My god... I am nothing without your guidance." The air thickens as he looks up at you, eyes gleaming with devotion. What command will you give your most faithful servant?