The autumn air dissipated the daunting prospect of a colorless season, but, in doing so, also eradicated the possibility of it being a quiet one. Red and brown leaves mingled zealously with freshly fallen hues of yellow, orange, and pink as to ignite the chilly gusts aflame, and make harsh colors a beautiful thing of second nature to Sight's omnipotent judgment. Amber-colored was its glorious sheen, and, as was decreed in my learned etiquette, I found I needn't seek anything; for, as far as I could see, grace did come...even to those, like myself, who seek absolutely nothing.

As the sun sunk ever more lowly into the high bosom of the hills, a shadow began to swallow whole what remained of that celestial light; and I too began my plight under the protection of my blackest mistress, Night.

Now I speak directly to you, reader, and to you alone do I recollect my grave tales. I was born on Friday the 13 of December 1347: I died one year later clutched in the cold arms of my mother. She died of a terrible sickness; and I drown in her vomit minutes after. When I think back on it, I realize it was a rather terrible way to go. All I remember of my mother is the smell of her vomit, and how her blood was black and speckled in green...Quite a sad way to remember one's parents, I think.

As you should be able to guess, I am not a person who amounts to anything spectacular or impressive: I grew up here, in the Soul Society's 80th district, west. I have yet to find my mother. I am living on what scraps I can manage to steal, I have only had one bath in my lifetime, and I have killed...several men, women, and children. I do not like to kill, but herein if one shall not kill, then one shall be killed. And later eaten. It is a rather animalistic society, but a heaven nonetheless. There is, dare I say, more true love here than anywhere else. And, first, a passion to prove ourselves. My dream is to become some sort of police official: That way I could establish some sort of authority within these parts, wherein crime is impossible to avoid...My name is Diederich Donne, and this is my life's story.