"Hey, Ryuk."
Odette suddenly called out, as Ryuk hummed slightly.
"You wish to defeat me, don't you?" she asked, and he nodded.
"Can you explain to me what exactly defeat means to you?"
"Is there any other definition for defeat?" Ryuk asked, as Odette looked at him silently before she muttered.
"So… you wish to… kill me?" she whispered, and he replied,
"Yes."
A giggle left her lips, soon erupting into a full-blown laughter that made her hug her stomach, but when she turned to look at him, there was no change.
He wasn't smiling, nor was he laughing.
His eyes were focused, his expression dead serious.
It led her to a single realization that gave her the feeling of something slowly stabbing into her heart.
"You really want to kill me?" she asked once more.
He didn't reply with words.
Just silently, she watched as his hands shifted into sickle-like claws covered in white scales, their mere flicker enough to slice space asunder.
