Death Note
Disclaimer: I do not own "Death Note", Tsugumi Ohba (Japan) is the author of this manga series. Though I changed the events, and the characters still the idea of the story is there. I just wanted to share my ideas of the story. I don't wish to claim any of Ohba's property.
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Prologue: The Voice
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Everyday same things in my life happen. I wake up, eat my breakfast, go to school, go home, eat my lunch, finish my home works, eat my dinner, and go to sleep. There are those times when I felt such things are very useless, worthless. I feel like I'm wasting my life in non-sense particular activities of human being. Plus the thought of being better than the other ordinary teenagers, that gives me some risky thoughts of experimenting and exploring things that are never been seen and never been done by anyone. And because of this curiosity, I've found notebook. Not just an ordinary notebook. It's something special. It's a DEATH NOTE.
At first sight, no one would ever believe in this crappy, old notebook. It looks just like an ordinary notebook which in my suspicion, a student left it in the library by chance. I'm that type of a person who didn't care to know who the owner is; I didn't even care to know what kind of thing was that. I just ignored it. Who cares about a notebook?
After I finished my library works for only 15 minutes, I stand up and left the place. The notebook's still there and I do not wish to take a look at it, and never would've tried to find the irresponsible owner who left it there. As I left the place, I heard someone calling my name. It gets louder and louder as I searched where the voice is coming from. I've searched but, found no one. Everybody's busy, and besides, I'm in the library so no one is allowed to talk loudly and make noise. That would make our old librarian disturbed.
But the voice was still there, it's getting even louder. But now, he's not calling my name anymore.. He's saying something in a different language. I'm not really sure what that language was, it's not familiar. Sounds like a scary prayer. That makes me really creepy.
..TO BE CONTINUED..
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