Chapter 1
Sidoh was bored. This was nothing new. Shinigami were always bored. There was nothing to do in the Shinigami Realm. All they ever did was sit there in boredom, gamble and write human's names down in their Death Notes, thus extending their lifespan and giving them even more time to sit there in boredom, gamble and write human's names down in their Death Notes. This always puzzled Sidoh. If Shinigami were so bored, then why did they keep making their lives longer? It seemed even the gods who ruled over were scared of death. Sidoh unfolded his insect-like wings and stood up on his insect-like legs. Geez, everything about him was insect-like. He took off from the structure of bone he was sitting on and flew into the distance. He remembered a couple of years ago that he had had to go down to the human world to retrieve his Death Note from that thief Ryuk. Ryuk had been obsessed with humans, always going down to watch them fritter their microscopic lives away. Come to think about, the encounters Sidoh had had with humans had all been pretty interesting. Maybe that was what he would do! He would drop his Death Note in the human world, just like Ryuk! Maybe that would entertain him for a while. Maybe he would meet that strange blonde-haired kid again. And maybe, just maybe, this wouldn't take the form of every other fan-fic on the internet. Sidoh made a sharp turn and started flying off to the entrance to the human world. Once there, all he had to do was find some sucker to give his Death Note to.
