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The Train to STE Meme (SPOILERS for canon deaths)

You know those Train to the Afterlife memes? In STE the canon versions of all our characters are dead. What if there was a train bearing their spirits on to reincarnation here?
This is a meme where canon versions of the characters can interact. They all know they're dead. They may or may not remember just how they died, or how they got to be on this particular train. Doesn't matter if they'll be born decades apart - that just means some people disembark a little earlier than others. Go over brochures about what your new incarnation will be like, spontaneously turn or be human, try the snack cart, fail to convince the friendly but very busy conductor to give you a transfer, or simply chat.
You just can't stop the train, or leave it. Not yet.

You know those Train to the Afterlife memes? In STE the canon versions of all our characters are dead. What if there was a train bearing their spirits on to reincarnation here?
This is a meme where canon versions of the characters can interact. They all know they're dead. They may or may not remember just how they died, or how they got to be on this particular train. Doesn't matter if they'll be born decades apart - that just means some people disembark a little earlier than others. Go over brochures about what your new incarnation will be like, spontaneously turn or be human, try the snack cart, fail to convince the friendly but very busy conductor to give you a transfer, or simply chat.
You just can't stop the train, or leave it. Not yet.
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"I suppose you're also deceased."
A fair assumption, perhaps... and a typically abrupt and tactless entry into what qualifies as a conversation with the socially obtuse investigator.
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The words sound as hollow as they did when L said them just minutes before his death.
"Why are you in such good spirits? You're dead. Clearly at a young age. It wasn't something you wanted, was it?" L asks, fingers falling on a brochure that's conveniently resting on the seat next to his.
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"Did you find a pamphlet like this...?" his eyes scan the brochure, explaining the broken life he's about to step into.
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Even if his parents would both be lost to him... having grandparents that took care of him in his parents stead... he still would have family.
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He trailed off a moment. "No life can be perfect, I think. So the good and the bad mix together, right?"
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L's words were absent-minded as he continued to look over his pamphlet, wondering if it was a cruel joke, or if it was indeed repentance for the advantages he'd had, and taken, in his last life.
"It's just that if ever there was a compelling case for euthanasia, I'm looking at him. I always thought of myself as strong, but... I don't think I'm strong enough to live this life."