Makoto, the youngest Zoldyck.

Chapter 1

I died.

Yes you heard it right. I died. There is no point in sugarcoating it and the fact will still remain the same. After we defeated Enoshima Junko we all opened the gates and the blinding light kicked in...I am not sure how but something within tells me that I died...but the fact that I can still talk remains and this is making me feel strange.

Maybe I didn't died and this is some kind of another evil plot from Junko but...that seems highly unlikely and beside I saw her, the ultimate despair, die by my own eyes...it wasn't a very pleasing thing to see but regardless my words are still valid on this point.

'So if I didn't died than...where am I?'

As I asked this question in my head I heard a feint noises coming from the range.

"Congratulations Lady. It is a Boy."

An old and grumpy voice said talking seemingly to a women. Guessing from words he was congratulating her about her having a boy? Could she be a mother?

The situation was strange as I myself was struggling to open my eyes but at long last I did.

A blinding light coming from the lamps which were positioned high above and a feint voices of the same old man talking about something filled my ears while the blinding light was blinding my eyes.

I feel so cold and so confused...my body aches to cry with my tears and voice resounding all out the room but I somehow managed to keep my mouth shut as I can see a strange woman looking closely at me.

Her hair was black and her gaze was cold...cold enough to make me shiver as she was piercing me with her cold gaze..yet despite it being cold it was still carrying as if of a mother who was looking at her child...this made me shy away.

As I cleared my mind of those thoughts I noticed someone else...it was a white haired man with a muscular body. His gaze was even more colder than the woman's as he was literally piercing me with his gaze. His eyes were those of a predator and I felt uneasiness around him but despite that he was emitting the very same carrying aura which was coming from the women beside me.

Aside from tough looking man there was an old man in something which looked like Chinese clothes...he seemed much different yet at the same time similar to the aforementioned white haired man.

'Who are they? Why are they starring at me? Why am I feeling scared?'

various thoughts filled my mind as I noticed something else about them...they all seemed to be way too huge!

I also noticed many other different things like my hands being too small and my legs too...

"Usually they cry when they are born but this little fella seems to be calm." The elderly man said with a laugh while patting his mustaches.

The man near him seemed to smile at this.

"Obviously because the kid is Zoldyck and we don't give birth to weaklings."

That line seemed to be said proudly as if he was glad looking at me.

But before all I felt a warmth of a hug as the woman hugged me tightly.

"I gave a birth to a strong child, Silva."

The woman calmly said mentioning the man's name.

Silva nodded as looked at me with his fierce eyes.

"Have you decided on the name of our son, Kikyo?"

The woman being revealed as Kikyo smiled.

"Makoto...his name will be Makoto Zoldyck." the woman, Kikyo, said the line so softly that it seemed to be out of character for her. But regardless it seemed to be a pretty solid line.