Entry 1:
Wow, Uhh, I don't really know where to start. A few months ago, I was dead. I knew I shouldn't have trusted my sister with a knife. I really don't see why she hated me so much. I mean, sure, I live in a palace with father and the only worries I had before camp was which chores Persephone was going to make me do. Back to 'was' dead thing. Long story short- I was killed, possessed a chick and killed a lot more people and father was impressed. He asked a favor of Thanatos, so I was raised from the dead. I guess this makes me a zombie.
Entry 2:
Father hasn't let me leave the underworld since the whole life bringing incident. I really don't mind the dark or the cold..or the lonliness. I just hate how Persephone acts like I'm her personal maid. She seriously made me wax the throne room floor and scrub down her dirty-ass throne. Oh well, I suppose that's what I get for being that little kid father hid from Persephone for six years. I was nine then. Sixteen now. The old hag really knows how to hold a grudge.
Entry 3:
I thought I was the only one of us who lived in the palace. I was proved wrong today, when I was sweeping the stairs as an order from the hag. I was being quiet, minding my own business, when out of nowhere, I hear a voice. He asked me if I had cleaning duty. I looked up at him and found it quite obvious that he is my brother. He looked very..Underworldian. I don't mean he looked dead or anything, he just looked like he'd be my brother. My father's son- if you will. Apparently his name is Kyu-puke-key, or something like that.
Entry 4:
My mistake, Kyosuke. He's not so bad, I guess. Not exactly what I'd call a 'loving brother.' Father lets me go to the surface now. Kyo introduced me to more siblings, Lucius, Clover, and the list goes on. Father really needs to learn how to keep it in his pants.
Entry 5:
OMG OMG OMG I HAVE A HUUUUGE CRUSH ON- Haaah. Bet you thought I was gonna give you some useful information, whoever is reading my diary for some odd reason that I cannot fathom. But no. Cooties are gross.
Entry 6:
They all threw me a party today. I've never been thrown a party before, not in my seventeen years. Except today. It was wonderful, diary. They gave me gifts and cake. Ohhh the cake. It was magnificent. I didn't quite understand the sentiment beneath some of the gifts. For example, Kyosuke gave me a bucket of ice, dumped the ice on me, and let me keep the bucket. Whatever..?
Entry 7:
Someone seems to be taking my things. If I never see you again, diary, I just want you to know..I stole all of Kyosuke's manga off the bookshelf and burned it. And it was fun.