Chapter 1
Light
As I feel my life falling away, I look up into the eyes of the Rogue Shinigami, my shinigami. He is smiling, laughing at my patheticness and my defeat by a child. He is slowly fading, and now he is a black and white remnant. Swirling, like someone threw a rock in the river with his reflection. Now, he is just an outline. Cursing him, I am dragged down by invisible hands as Ryuk laughs at my loss. My previous life is filling my eyes, showing me what I have done in this world. My third birthday, meeting my younger sister Sayu for the first time.
"Dad, is she my sister?"
"Yes, Light-chan, she is. Her name is Sayu, and she will be your sister for all of your life."
Three-year-old me smiled. "I'll take good care of her!"
My fourth birthday, in preschool.
"Hashimoto-san, I already know how to read."
"Light-chan, if you do, read this for me."
The stupid teacher held up a picture book with cutesy drawings of animals and idiotic rhymes.
"Lion and Bear were tall, Mouse and Rat were small. They were great friends, and the fun never ends, and together they had a ball."
She looked surprised, and after school she talked with my father to see if I was really four.
Beginning normal school.
"Yagami-san, your son is at the top of his class. We would like to know if you would be fine with him doing extra work, to see if we could challenge him more."
"Thank you, that would be fine."
Beginning high school.
"Hey, Light, wanna play tennis after school?"
"Sure, if you're fine losing!"
My friend laughed. "Light, you're so funny! How could you, the smartest boy in our school be good at tennis? You wouldn't have any time to practice!"
I smirked. "Well, let's both enter in the tournament. It'll be fun."
I won that tournament, and he was definitely surprised. "H-how did you do that?"
Finding that Death Noteā¦
A flood of memories filled my brain.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" My scream filled my own ears, and memories from the battle of wits against L, Near, and Mello were the only thing that existed for me. I clutched at my head, trying to ease the pain of the memories. "Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!"
Then it stopped, and the world went white.
