It was a cold night, and I didn't feel like sleeping.

I walked around the building restlessly, looking for a place where I could sit down and think.

It was exactly one year from my first case, the KIRA case.

I had solved some other cases after that, all of which seemed simpler and less important than the KIRA case. But this one was different.

It involved a Death Note, the main weapon of murder used in the KIRA case.

Sighing, I sat down.

The Death Note was a cursed notebook, giving the owner the power to kill any man with just a name and a face.

…I thought I had disposed all the notebooks.

Thinking of the Death Note made my stomach churn, a feeling I didn't like. It made me feel hatred and disgust, emotions I had always tried to forget.

Looking up, I saw a young man, pale and bony, his white clothes and hair eerily glowing in the moonlight. His seemingly empty, black eyes stared straight at me, big and round, as if surprised I was there with him.

Who are you?

I thought as I touched him, only for my fingers to meet a cold, smooth surface.

I looked up, realizing I had sat in front of one, of my many computer monitors.

The angle of the moonlight and the glass surface of the monitor showed my reflection clearly, as if I was looking in a mirror.

…He was me.

I hadn't seen a mirror in a long while, and what I saw in my reflection surprised me.

It seemed as if I had matured. My hair had grown longer, and my whole body seemed to have grown lankier.

I had changed so much from what I remembered myself to be.

The current case and my change in physical appearance made me think.

I tugged at my hair lightly, remembering that my long white hair was once short and curly.

I remembered the KIRA case, my rival, and my mentor, L.

I remembered my name, before I was called L or Near. I remembered my past, the pain, and the emotions I once felt towards people. I remembered my life, full of questions, most of which were never answered.

I smiled thinly and closed my eyes, as the night's silence slowly took control of my thoughts, and the emotions I swore I forgot.

- AUTHORS NOTE: This is a rewrite of my past Fanfic, "LIFE OF A PRODIGY". I decided this because my writing style changed drastically over 2010~11. Hopefully this will be better, and without a doubt, I AM finishing this.