As you sit you finally get your hands on the weird notebook you found in the way to your apartment a few days ago, the black cover reads: Death Note, as you open it you feel a presence behind you.

"You seem to like it." The voice came in a low sound, it was close. "No reason to act nervous, I am the Shinigami Ryuk, that used to be my notebook…" Ryuk says, you could feel the Shinigami's cold breath on your neck. "I'm not going to do anything to you. The notebook is yours now." He explains.