Author's Note: Hello, everyone! This is going to be my first fanfiction. I decided to write my version of a "novel" adaptation of Death Note. I am going to try to include as many of the lines from the manga as possible, but please understand that a lot of the fic will come from my own mind. Please enjoy, and write me a review so that I can continue to improve.
Disclaimer: I do not claim/have any rights to Death Note; all rights belong to Tsugumi Oba and Takeshi Obata.
Prologue
"This world is rotten…"
Deep darkness shrouds the Shinigami Realm; a blank expanse of sky above stark gray cliffs that resemble a digitalized Roman coliseum. Large forms in dark colors are scattered all around and move only occasionally to roll their dice. The Shinigami only play these pointless gambling games to stave off the constant boredom of their bleak world, wasting their immortal days away.
As if by a sudden impulse, one emaciated silhouette emerges from the gloom and sets off towards the portal to the human world, with only the statement, "Well, time to check it out" as an explanation. "Where ya goin' Ryuk?" questions a shadowy figure as the game pauses. "I lost my Death Note." Shock fills the festering air: one does not simply lose their Death Note. Slowly, the Shinigami catch on and begin to chuckle, knowing that Ryuk would not be so reckless. "So, where'd you lose it?" asks that same brave Shinigami, expecting a comical answer to entertain them all for another century. With great purpose, Ryuk turns around and without changing his expression says, "The human world." No other words are exchanged as the rogue Shinigami flies through the portal, starting a chain of events even he would never have imagined…
"From the one notebook lost in the human world by this Shinigami….The grand Battle between the two chosen ones begins."