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The world where the sun never reached- where the skies were full of grey and gloomy clouds that spanned all the way to areas the eye couldn't see. The empty and lifeless ground was littered with trash and chains, giving the dark and boring landscape an even greyer ambience. Sitting on the edge of a small cliff was a man- or rather- a creature. He had black circles around his eyes and violet hair that went backwards. He wore odd clothing that seemed quite childish, as well as a hat on his lap so tall that it reached to the bottom of his neck. He was surveying the Shinigami Realm- his home. Thousands of other shinigamis were doing all sorts of activities below him. "What? A pair of sleeping skulls?" one of them hissed to his friend. They were playing a game of some sorts. "Hehe, I win again! No hard feelings right?" his friend of the same race chuckled. The first one just scratched the top of his head and turned his head to see the figure on the edge. "Hey there, Satan, would it kill you to join us? You should come play with us for a change." he asked him. "No, I'll pass." he responded.

"Listen for the voice of God then follow it and know that in time you will find your salvation." a teacher spoke. It was a classroom, barely a student paying attention to the religious man. All except Corn. She had long white hair and two grey eyes, a frown on her face caused by boredom. She wore the female school uniform as all the other girls did. Her eyes were directed to two girls chatting behind the teacher's back. "I know, I didn't even do anything wrong! He just totally snapped at me!" one of the girls whispered. "Really? Then what?" her friend responded. "Corn, are you still with us? Can you please translate the following sentence into English?" the teacher asked. Her attention snapped back to him and she stood, looking down and letting out a sigh. "Follow the teachings of God and receive his blessings and so it shall be that the seas will again become bountiful and the raging storms will subside."

'Today, at approximately 11 am a 32-year-old man was found stabbed to death in his apartment in the city of Yokohama Karigara Prefecture. Karigawa police are treating this case as a homicide.' the news blared on the city radios. Corn was walking through the city, going home with a book in her hand and her eyes glued to the words. 'In other news, today suspected murderer Naoki Tokuji was arrested in the district of Shibuya Tokyo. He is being held in custody facing murder charges for the brutal slaying of his common-law partner, who was only 25 at the time of death.' another one explained, this time seeming male. She listened to it carefully as she waited for the lights to turn from green to red so she could cross the street. ''Day in and day out, the same news on permanent repeat. ''Corn thought, looking forward.

''This is all so ridiculous. ''Satan pondered in the Shinigami realm.

''This world is... ''

Rotten.

"Another noticeable consequence is the extinction of many species on the planet. Species are now becoming extinct at a faster rate than has ever occurred in our recorded history." Corn's teacher explained. "No way! You went to see that?" a boy whispered to his friend. Corn stared out the window, bored as ever. Suddenly, her attention was caught by a... falling object? It was a black notebook with white words that she couldn't make out. Then, they became easily clear as it hit the ground.

The school day ended soon after, Corn walking out to the courtyard for whatever she saw fall. Her eyes apparently hadn't deceived her. The words clearly said 'Death Note'. ''Death Note? As in a notebook of death? ''she thought. Confused, she opened the book to the first page. How to use it: the human whose name is written in this notebook... shall die? She read in her mind. ''Hmm, it's pretty lame, not to mention twisted. It's really not that different from one of those chain letters you get. A human whose name is written in this notebook shall die? Come on. ''She closed it and put it back on the ground. So stupid... this is so sick. Corn turned her back on it and began walking away, not caring the slightest. But then, a hint of that unwanted care sprang up in her mind.

The train let out a loud honk as it passed, Corn and a few other citizens passing the now empty rails. ''There must be something wrong with me to even consider it. ''she thought as she walked. The black notebook labeled 'Death Note' was tucked away in her messenger bag.

Once she got home, she began reading the rules under the 'how to use' section on the front page. ''This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person’s face in their mind when writing his or her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected. If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of writing the person’s name, it will happen. If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack. After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds. ''Corn read in her mind. "Hmm, so depending on the person you have in mind you can either kill them easily or painfully, huh. This is pretty detailed for a prank, I'll give them that." she muttered to herself as she got up and walked to her bedroom. She slumped down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. "Hmm, so I write a name and that person... dies. So stupid." She shut her eyes and stayed silent after that. The Death Note was on her table lamp lit desk. Corn opened her eyes and directed them to her desk. She got up and dashed towards it, sitting down on the chair and bringing out a pen, placing it on the paper. Hesitation got the best of her and she brought it up. ''Wait, on the off chance someone really dies would that make me a murderer? Yeah right, it's completely impossible.'' she wondered. Suddenly, the small television on her desk blared out breaking news. "The same assailant who attacked 6 people at a busy shopping district in Sinjuku yesterday has struck again. Taking 8 people hostage at this daycare centre. His captives include both children and teachers. The police have now identified the suspect as 42-year-old Kuro Otoharada, currently unemployed. We expect negotiations to begin immediately." the newsman explained. He stood in front of a building surrounded by people. Curiosity took over and Corn turned her head back to the open notebook. Without a thought or word, she wrote down the name 'Kuro Otoharada'. Then she turned her head to the clock. ''Hmm, a heart attack in 40 seconds, we'll see. ''she pondered. Corn laid back, watching the TV screen. "At the present time, that's all the police are telling us." a second newscaster explained. "You can't help but feel concerned for the safety of those hostages." a third one replied. "You're absolutely right. We'll continue to monitor the situation from here." the second one said back. "Thank you for that report. What do you make of this Mr. Hashimoto?" It switched to the image to yet another news reporter. "Well, one can only hope for a quick resolution to this situation." Mr. Hashimoto said. Corn turned her head to the clock. Forty-five seconds had passed and nothing happened. ''Looks like the notebook doesn't work. Oh well, I didn't expect it to anyway. ''she thought. She stood up and lifted the remote, about to turn it off, but then the second reporter said something odd. "Wait, we're seeing something here. Looks like there's movement at the front entrance!" the reporter gasped. "The hostages are coming out and they all look to be unharmed. The Special Forces are taking action, they're moving in! We don't know if the suspect's been arrested. Huh? Yes? Ok, we now have confirmation. The suspect has been found dead inside. I repeat, the suspect is now dead." one of the newscaster's explained. ''Dead? ''Corn gasped. "The Special Forces are denying allegations that they shot the suspect." the third reporter explained. "So, it's quite possible he was feeling cornered and decided to commit suicide?" the forth one questioned. "Well, according to statements from hostages the suspect just suddenly collapsed." the third replied. ''A heart attack!? No way! Its coincidence, this has to be a coincidence. ''Corn thought in complete shock. Suddenly a voice rang out. "Corn! It's already 6:30 you know, don't you have cram school tonight?" Treat yelled up to her from the bottom of the stairs. "Y-Yeah! I'm getting ready now!" Corn yelled back to her. She began packing her bag, placing the Death Note in it. ''The Death Note, it's unlikely, but if by chance this thing is for real, I have to test it one more time. In which case, it should probably be another criminal. But if he's too well-known, there's a good possibility that news of his death will be covered up. ''she thought.

Corn sat at her desk in cram school and looked over to see a boy bullying another with his friend. "Hey, Zack buddy." he said. "What is it, Zebra?" Zack replied. "Lend me some money- twenty dollars will do." Zebra ordered. "W-What? Again?" ''Zebra... Maybe I should try killing him. No, I should definitely avoid killing people I know. Then again, does it even really matter? I mean, would anyone really care if I guy like him was to disappear one day? ''Corn pondered. Zack let out a sigh and handed Zebra a wad of cash. "Sweet, looks like we'll be hanging at the arcade after school." Zebra said to his friend, waving the money in the air.

She silently walked down the street, her white overcoat reaching to the top of her neck. People all around her were talking, one complaining about their mother not picking them up, claiming she is useless for that simple falt. Another was a group of girls talking about a 'speed-dating party'. ''Once you actually start looking around, it makes you wonder if you'd be doing society a favor by getting rid of all these people. ''Corn thought. Her dark pondering was suddenly interrupted by a motorcycle, or rather multiple. They were men, all short and fat. They stopped near a lovely looking lady. "Hey baby, where you going? Come have a little fun with us!" one of the men snickered. "That's our Geary for ya. This guy can spot a hottie a mile away!" another giggled. "What's up little lady? The name's Geary Psycho. What do ya say? Come hang out with us, pretty lady." he asked. Corn dismissed it and walked into a store. "I don't think so." the woman said boldly. "She's so cute!" one of the men snarled, ignoring what she said. Corn could hear all the commotion from the store, as well as being able to see it through a window. She was near a book stand, looking down at a book. From it, she saw one of the men bringing a pipe over her neck and grabbing her. "S-Stop!" she cried out. "Please!" They didn't listen. Corn, still in the store, already had Geary Psycho's name in the book. The Death Note. Next to his name said 'Accidental Death'. ''Now... let's see what will happen. ''Corn thought as she looked down at her watch then up towards the commotion. The woman had escaped, running away from the goons. Geary was the only one on his motorcycle, chasing after her. "Hey wait!" he laughed. "GEARY! WATCH OUT!" one of his friends yelled. Corn's mouth dropped and her eyes widened as the man was completely obliterated by a truck that hit him in a split second. ''This... THIS PROVES IT! ''Corn thought, her eyes glued to the window. ''The Death Note... IS REAL!''

"Now then, I'd better get going." Satan said to himself. "It's been five days since... now then..." The shinigami who asked him to play earlier turned his head to Satan, along with his friend. "Huh? Going out, Satan?" he questioned. "This place is barren, everywhere you go. I dropped my Death Note." Both of them laughed. "You messed up big time!" The first one chuckled. "Hold on a sec? Didn't you already trick the Old Man to get a second book? Don’t tell me you dropped both of them." the second one questioned, a smile remaining on his face. "And do you know where you dropped it?" the first one asked. "The human world." Satan answered. "What!?" both of them cried. Satan walked away from them, soon reaching a cliff edge that lead to a portal if you fell. Huge black wings sprang out from Satan's back. Without a word, her dropped down towards the white portal. Satan flew through the human world's sky with ease, dodging the thunder that struck all around him.

"What a nice surprise! I wasn't expecting you home so early." Treat said to Corn as she entered the front door. "Yeah. Hi mom. It's because... Huh?" Without reason, Treat held out her hands. "Um... Oh! The results of the nationwide exams?" Corn questioned. Treat nodded. "Hurry!" Treat cried in anticipation. She turned and opened her bag, pulling what her mother requested out. She handed them to her. "Goodness! Number one again!" Treat cheered. "You really did your best, Corn!" Corn started walking up the stairs, nodding her head. "Well, yeah. I'll be up in my room studying." Treat turned and nodded. "Oh Corn, do you want anything at all dear? You can ask for whatever you like." she asked. "No, I'm fine Mom, thanks though." Corn replied. ''I've already got what I want. ''she thought. Corn pulled out the Death Note and opened it, gazing at the many names she wrote. A smile curled onto her face. She slowly began to come into a laugh as she stared down at all the dead people. The power in her hands. Suddenly, a voice interrupted her enjoyment. "You seem to really like it." She twisted around in her chair and saw him- Satan. Corn let out a scream and jumped back in her chair, falling onto the floor. "Why so shocked?" Satan asked. "I'm Satan, the Shinigami who dropped the notebook. From what I just saw... you're already aware that that's no ordinary notebook." Corn's fear settled. She stood with the help of her desk chair. "I'm not shocked, Satan." she said calmly. "In fact... I've been waiting for you." A smile appeared on Satan's face. "Oh?" He asked. "I didn't think the Shinigami notebook was real..." she explained. "However, after seeing it's results, I can act with certainty." His smile widened. "I see... you really surprise me. Several Death Notes have made their way into the human world in the past. But you're the first to have written this many names. Look at how many people you’ve killed in only five days. Most are reluctant to write this much.Several Death Notes have made their way into the human world in the past. But you're the first to have written this many names. Look at how many people you’ve killed in only five days. Most are reluctant to write this much." Corn smirked. "I've already prepared myself Ryuk. I used the notebook even though I knew it belonged to a Shinigami and now that Shinigami has come. So what will happen to me? You're here to take my soul, right?" Her calm tone was very odd for the situation. "Hmm, what do you mean? Is that some fantasy you humans came up with? I'm not gonna do anything to you. The notebook becomes part of the human realm from the very moment it touches the earth. In other words, the notebook is now yours." Satan explained, his grin widening even more. This took Corn by surprise. "This... is mine?" she asked. Satan nodded. "Let's just say this, you will feel the fear and pain known only to humans who have used the notebook. And when it's your time to die, it will fall on me to write your name in my death note. Be warned, any human who's used a Death Note can neither go to heaven nor hell for eternity. That's all." He let out a cackle. "Now you have something to look forward to after you die." Before Corn could respond, a knocking sound came from the door. "Corn?" Treat asked. "It'll be alright- go on, answer it." Satan said calmly. She trusted him and stood, padding towards the door and opening it. "I thought you'd like some apples the neighbors brought them over for us." Treat exclaimed. She looked over her daughter's shoulder and into the room, looking straight at Satan. "Why on earth is it so dark in your room? You'll ruin your eyesight." ''What's going on? Mom can't see him? ''Corn pondered. After a few minutes, Corn closed the door and turned to Satan. "That notebook you found originally belonged to me and since you're now using it, you are the only one able to see me and of course, my voice can only be heard by you. In other words, the Death Note is the bond between Corn, the Human and Satan, the Shinigami." Satan explained with pride. He reached towards the basket of apples and took one, sampling it by taking a large bite out of it. "Let me ask you one more thing- why did you choose me?" Corn asked. Without answering, Satan devoured two more apples from the basket. "Hey, are you listening?" The shinigami turned his head and looked at Corn, his smile even wider. "Apples in the human world are worth the trip. What’s the best way to describe these? Juicy?" Corn let out a sigh. "Just answer my question?" Satan nods. "I didn't choose you. Don't you see? This is all just an accident. You actually thought you were chosen because you’re so smart or something? Don't be so vain. It just happened to fall around here and you just happened to pick it up. That's why I wrote the instructions in English, the most popular language in the human world." Corn suddenly became angry. "Then why did you drop it!?" Satan let out another cackle. "You're asking me why? I did it 'cause I was bored." Her eyes widened. "Bored?" Satan let out a sigh. "The truth is Shinigami haven't got much to do these days. Most of the time we're either taking naps or gambling. If you take the time to write names in your Death Note, the others just laugh at you for working so hard. Even if you wrote the name of another Shinigami, it'd be pointless because they wouldn't die. And so becomes we live in the Shinigami Realm it brings us no amusement to kill those in the human world either. So, I figured I'd have more fun if I came down here myself. Anyway, I'm surprised at how many names you've written. But I wanna know why you only wrote the cause of death for that guy who was hit by the truck." A smile came to Corn's face. "If you don't write down the cause of death, the victim dies of a heart attack. And that's probably the best thing about the Death Note, Satan. You see, I've already exhausted the list of the world's major criminals. And eventually, I'm going to get rid of them all." Satan let out another sigh. "What's the point of that?" Corn chuckled. "It's only a matter of time before people figure out that these criminals are being eliminated by someone. I want the world to know of my existence. That theirs someone passing righteous judgement on the wicked." A look of confusion came to his face. "Why even bother? What are you trying to achieve by passing judgement on them. I mean, why do you care?" he asked. "Because, I've been bored too. I wasn't ready to believe it at first, but it's obvious now. There's something about the Death Note itself that makes humans want to try it out at least once." Corn explained.

It was after Corn had killed her first two when she started really thinking. ''I killed them both. I really… I killed two men. Those were human lives, it won't be overlooked. Besides, who am I to pass judgement on others? Uh, no, no wait. Maybe I'm wrong. This is exactly what I've been thinking about lately. This world is rotting and those who are making it rot deserve to die. Someone has to do it, so why not me? Even if it means sacrificing my own mind and soul, it's worth it. Because the world can't go on like this''

"I've wondered what if someone else picked up this notebook. Is there anyone out there, other than me, who would be willing to eliminate the vermin in the world? If I don't do it, then who will? That's just it, there's no one. But I can do it, in fact, I'm the only one who can. I'll do it, using the Death Note, I'll change the world." Corn said to Satan. "At first, I wrote the names of the worst criminals I could think of. Like I was cleaning up the world, one name at a time. So that eventually no one will ever do anything evil again. And while the truly guilty ones who deserve to be punished for their crimes die of heart attacks. The people who are less guilty but who still make trouble for others will slowly be erased through disease and accidental death. Then and only then the world will start moving in the right direction. It'll be a new world, free of injustice, and populated by people who I've judged to be honest kind and hardworking." Satan looked at her with his smirk still intact. "But if you did that, it would make you the only bad person left." A look of pride appeared on Corn's face. "Huh? I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm a hard working honor student considered to be one of Japan's best and brightest. And I… I will become the God of this New World."

"It's just as I thought, humans are so interesting." 