All I can feel is pain. It feels as though my body is being ripped to shreds. I keep trying to scream, but no matter how hard I try, no sound will come out. I am ripped apart furiously, until the pain suddenly stops. I lay on the cold ground, not opening my eyes. I'm afraid of what I might see. I sigh a tortured sigh and shudder. I decide to take fear by the hand and I allow my eyelids to flutter open. I regret the decision almost immediately. The world is black, and filled with bones. There is almost no plant life, and what little there is looks as though it's dying. It's unnaturally cold here as well. What kind of place is this…? Is this Hell? I slump on the floor and curl into a little ball. God, I've never been so scared. No, I must fight this fear. Otherwise, I'll just lie here for the rest of my life. I pick myself off the floor and observe my surroundings. Nearby is a small source of light, so I rush to it. The light is coming from a bizarre blue rose in the center of a puddle. I look at my reflection in the puddle. I have chocolate brown eyes and hair. I look to be a young teenager, no more than 13. The only clothes I have on are a white tunic and a pair of black pants that look as though they could disintegrate. I don't even have any shoes. I look at the black sky, wondering what I have done to deserve this fate. What could I have done? I don't even know where I am. In fact, I don't even know who I am, come to think of it. I can't remember any people, or places from before. All that I can think of is a cache of information. There's languages, numbers, maps, games, but nothing to help me as to who I am. There has to be something I remember. I strain to remember, reaching mentally into my brain as far as I can go. I'm getting something!
Memory
Michael…
I collapse to the floor, exhausted. Michael… That's all I got from all my effort. I guess that's my name. You know, I kind of like it. It sounds sophisticated, but simple. Alright, from here on, I am Michael!
Now, it's time to get back to the matter at hand. Where am I, and how do I get out of here? I look around my grim surroundings. Suddenly, I see a large beast heading towards me from the horizon. What is it? It's horrifying. I can't let it see me. Who knows what it might do? Where to go, where to go… There has to be somewhere to hide! I notice a small cave in the side of a large mountain. I'd better go hide in there. I dash inside. The cave is really a small room made out of gray brick. The room is very different from the rest of the world. It is lit by torches, and in the center is a pedestal. I approach it, and notice that there is a notebook and pen on top of it. I pick up the notebook. The front of it reads: "Death Note: Master Note". How odd. I flip it open. Inside, there are all sorts of rules and explanations as to what the notebook is. No way, a book of death? Humans will die if their names are written in it? Heart attacks, times in which to write a name, rules of ownership… This is so creepy… Oh, what's this? "Master Rules…" I read aloud. I read the rules listed.
Master Rules
This Death Note will overrule any other Death Note, regardless of conditions.
The person who owns this notebook cannot forcibly lose ownership of it due to time or other beings, unless the being dies while possessing it. Then, the ownership will transfer to the next to make contact with it.
No being other than the owner may use this notebook without the owner's permission. If a being writes a name in the notebook, it will take effect; however, the writer of it will die within 24 hours unless the owner pardons them. If the name of the owner is written, the note will not take effect and the writer will be killed instantly.
This notebook will kill shinigami, as well as humans.
The owner of this notebook will gain shinigami eyes just by possessing the notebook. They do not need to pay half of their lifespan for this, and can control if names and life spans are seen for specific people, should the owner wish. The owner will retain the eyes, even if they relinquish ownership of the notebook.
The owner of this notebook may hide their name and lifespan if they wish.
The owner of this Death Note is impervious to all other Death Notes. They will retain this even if they relinquish ownership of this note.
If you lose this notebook, you will retain your memories of it.
This Note is indestructible. While pieces of it may be ripped and torn out of it, the notebook can never be destroyed by any means.
This notebook can be used to reverse or negate deaths. This also includes deaths not caused by a Death Note. However, a human other than the owner will eventually die a natural death of old age.
The owner of this notebook will be able to see all names and life spans, regardless as to whether the being has a Death Note.
This Death Note can be disguised as a normal notebook, if the owner wishes.
You can kill groups of beings using the note. Simply name the group, and they will all die. The death will take 30 minutes to take effect. This allows for the writing of specific members of the groups deaths. In addition, more than one person can be affected with the Note, even if they are not the direct person to be killed by it. However, the person/people to die may escape their death, depending on conditions.
The death from this notebook can be instantaneous for individuals, should the owner wish.
If the owner of this notebook only has ten days remaining in their lifespan, the next human or shinigami they kill will have their lifespan added to their own. The user will continue to age until they turn 60, where they can then change their age at will. Going forward or back in time requires the time turned back or forward to be subtracted from their lifespan.
You may not lend this notebook. Others may use it, but it may not be lent. Attempting to lend it will kill the person the owner lends it to.
The owner of this notebook can see their own name and lifespan.
If the owner of this Note does know their birth given name, they may adopt a name as their own until the can remember their true original name.
The owner of this notebook can hide their own lifespan if they so wish.
The owner of this notebook can tell a person's natural death and time of death by Death Note if they will be killed by it.
This is the original Death Note. It was created by a creature of great darkness, who created the shinigami. After the shinigami were created, the creature died. The notebook it had was lost to time, and was believed to have been left by the creature for another being to find it. Most do not believe in its existence. It is believed to be myth.
Wow… What a powerful object! It's hard to believe such an incredibly powerful thing exists! And this is the most powerful of its kind… I have incredible power in my hands… What havoc this thing could bring upon reality. I hear movement behind me. I realize that if this is the monster, or a shinigami like the notebook said, I can't let it see my face. Otherwise, I'll be a corpse on the floor. "Ooh, what's a human doing in the Shinigami realm? I guess it's my lucky day. I was running low in my lifespan anyways." The creature croaks. I quietly flick open the notebook and click the pen open. I notice a puddle of water on the ground. I can see the creature's name! It looks like...Kami? I should probably write it in some sort of code, so if someone ever finds it, I don't look crazy. I remember a bizarre pictogram alphabet. I hastily scribble Kami in the notebook in the pictograms. "I'm going to-aah!" I turn back. The shinigami is crumbling into sand! "You, who are you?" The creature asks. I stare at it. "I'm the greatest nightmare unearthed." I say coldly as the creature disintegrates. All that remains is a pile of sand. I crumple to my knees. What… what have I done? I killed something… No, calm down. You killed that demon in self-defense. It was all you could do. It was all I could do…
I turn back to the sand pile. There's a black satchel and the creature's notebook. I place the creature's notebook on the pedestal and take the satchel. I have no use for the Note, but the satchel could come in handy. I place my notebook in it. There doesn't seem to be anything else in the bag except for another pen. I guess that's a good thing. I wouldn't want to find a skull or something in it. The bag goes over my shoulder, and I walk out of the cave. The wasteland is sparse, with hardly any recognizable features. My stomach growls, breaking the silence of the plain. Collapsing on the ground, I let out a sigh. There has to be something to eat! I look up and see something very faint on the horizon. Picking myself up, I hobble over to it. It appears to be a dying apple tree. The apples look like charcoal… Well, I need to eat something, so this is better than nothing. I pluck one of the black apples off the tree and bite into it. "Oh, god!" I gag. This apple tastes like sand! I force myself to swallow it and continue eating it. Then I eat several more. After the fourth, I'm not even tasting the apple any more. Finally, I feel least somewhat satiated. I notice there's a hill nearby, so I climb up to the top of it. At the top, I see a small valley with a large crater in the center. It creates an unearthly glow across the valley. I dash down the hill and look into the pit. There looks like there's an ocean down there… But should I jump in? This might just be a cruel trick, or a trap. Maybe I'll die if I jump inside, or I'll wake up from some kind of dream. I don't know what will happen. I guess I can only try. It's time to take a gamble. I leap into the hole, and it feels like the world is being sucked away. Everything fades to darkness…
