Being a Shinigami is as boring as living in an empty room. Many of us try to accept it and end spending the rest of their misery playing cards, killing humans from the portals just to enlarge their boredom, or create useless things that we, death gods, wouldn't ever use.

Some minimal part of these creatures doesn't accept this situation for their whole life. I've seen many ways to enjoy the living and be close to be proud of being alive. Feel that they are alive lives, and not just some sack of flour wandering in a dead realm. Others, just wanna see the world burn. They weren't satisfied to the fact we are gods, but the God. Something that would change the human's life forever.

Who am I? My name is Mileena. I will tell the story of a little shinigami called Sherazade Kore. Not much about her that would be unlike any other shinigami. However, this death god, who was really close to the Shinigami King, was one of the unacceptable boredom ones.

The curiosity of how an anthill works make some people wish they were tiny as an ant to see it closely. Father granted to her, but with one condition.

Us.

"Irin, I wanna tell you something." Sherazade sang loudly. All the shinigamis looked to her for a moment, until a gray one appear in front of her. "Stop playing a little, please."

"What do you want? Can't I even win one miserly time?" The fox pelted shinigami dropped the cards to the others annoyed, and got up. "Just because you're a half human doesn't mean you should annoy like one!"

"Okay, okay, okay. Enough chit chat. I just want to tell you that... I am leaving this place." Sherazade smiled as she showed her white dress that she received from her father. Irin didn't understand its purpose, but let it go.

"To the Human World?"

"Of course. I am tired of being here. It's quite boring! And now that I have my human part, I can go and enjoy a little bit."

"I knew it wasn't a good idea! You shouldn't be so crazy...but what are you thinking to do there?" Irin looked at the dimensional sphere that used to take creatures through the worlds. It has been a long time Irin didn't see someone using it closely. Sherazade put her hand on the head, thinking how to explain the plan.

"Well, you know what Ryuk is doing now, right?"

"Kind of, I guess... Why?"

"He made the Human World such a lively place...and what I wanna do is participate… Of course not like a child with a stick on an anthill, I have a plan." Sherazade smirked.

"Hm. Should I report the old one about what you just decided?" He sighed and lowered his head to look at her eyes."I am afraid of your actions."

"Don't be stupid, Irin. I am not going to kill you." The brunette turned her back angrily. "You may go back to your monotonous life again while I live a little bit."

Irin looked at his cards for the last time, and for the second time, sighed. "Calm down, just say what you're gonna do."

Sherazade showed a happy reaction to his healthy interest, putting her arms on her hips. Not that she could say he was approving something. Maybe she wasn't serious enough like an ordinary shinigami, but surely she was more sensible than an ordinary human to create hopes that anything would be accepted by the death's society just because her best friend asked about.

"I marked a human to be the spotlight, so I am gonna follow him in a certain way... socialize and meet other people, and be a human! I chose carefully, taking care of any detail..."

*Flashback*

"Uhnn... 20 humans to choose... I'll use the best human way to make decisions. Eenie, meenie, miney , moe..."

*End of Flashback*

"And like this I chose this human that names himself Mihael Keehl…"

Irin couldn't contain his little laugh even when he was trying to convince her staying.

"You know that I don't care who you're going to drive crazy… But I will not save you or fool the king again for your sake."

"Irin..." Her arm landed to his monstrous neck and looked to the reptile eyes that he had, if it could be described as something from the Human World. "You don't seem to ever understand us."

"Us? Who is us?"

"Us. The human beings"

Irin laughed louder and longer. "You really don't understand what you are getting into, but, if you are so sure, that's fine. The humans are all the same..."

Sherazade looked at the clock next to the black pillar and she walked back. "Well, it's late. I should go." Sherazade smiled and closed her eyes."Humans waiting for me, you know."

The shinigami widened its eyes. Didn't say anything, and just walked away. She waved to him and spread the black wings, jumping into the gray portal that led to the west Earth.

Since the change with the King, she would never be a total shinigami. Her mates didn't treat and look at her the same way. Maybe that was fear of the unknown, or just prejudice. Would be the human in the Shinigami Realm, and the shinigami in the Human World. But with a difference, she looked like a human. Any human could see her when she was without wings. She was shinigami inside, being human physically...and maybe psychologically.

The wind of kilometers high from the ground felt warm and bright. The sunshine reflected in her skin, something that never would be ever felt on her dark home world.

After some time flying, the woman arrived in a hotel room. Changed her white dress that she hate for a black leather jacket and jeans. Put the white dress in her blue bag with aggressiveness. The dress has never being discarded by the only reason that would become invisible with her, and visible again when she was. If she didn't have it, people would see clothes flying away. It wouldn't be as easy to explain or hide like Ryuk's flying and eating apples.

The room was quiet. So quiet that her boots were the loudest noise and so dark that nobody could see her long dark hair there. She was waiting for someone. Read magazines she had about politics and a Hello just to kill time that left. Just found amusing how people cared about other people's life.

She was anxious.