She was never meant to feel anything. Only to observe. But when a shinigami awakens inside the body of a grieving child, she inherits more than just memories-she inherits love, loss, and the unbearable weight of belonging. As she learns to smile, laugh, and lie, she begins to wonder what part of her is still real. Then, as if by fate, the boy she once depended on pulls her past into the present-a book in hand that she knows all too well, one that decides the balance between mortal life and death. I do not own Death Note. Nor cover art. Everything else is just my imagination as I improve my writing skills to best of my ability.
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