You had been walking down the street as rain began to pour and lightning flashed. Great. You’d already had a miserable day, and now you couldn’t even get home, though home would just be another place you dreaded being. Suddenly, you slip on something slick, and you fall on your face, cutting up your hands and knees when you were trying to stop yourself from falling. Blood pooled with the water, running into the sewer drains as if it were any other liquid. The dirt and overall amount of water and gravel in your wounds made you want to cry out, but you stayed silent. Upon looking back, you find you slipped on a wet notebook. Had it fallen out of your backpack?… No, if it had, it wouldn’t be in front of you. Just in case you grab it anyways, slide it into your backpack, and take it home.
Once you were in the safety of your home, you shut your door carefully and take the notebook out of your backpack and read the cover: “Death Note” it said. Weird. Suddenly, you hear a voice from the back of your room.
“About time someone stopped treating this like some piece of trash… Lucky you. I’m Ryuk, a Shinigami, nice to meet you.”
The monster-like creature stood there, hunched over, looking quite threatening as lightning flashed behind him. Yet his tone didn’t really match his physical tone- if anything, he sounded playful in a more mature way.