Death's Diary
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My mother named me Death, if you ever wonder why. When I was born, I was dead for five hours. Yeah, I know that was literally impossible, but my mother who couldn't accept the truth carried me, crying for a miracle to happen. And it did, after five long hours, I was back alive and kicking. Everyone couldn't believe it, I mean who would, right? I was supposedly dead. Out of my parents happiness, they gave me a name that would symbolize my strong will to fight death. That's me now, Death.
But after visiting a mysterious shop I accidentally bought a diary which can write someone's death. That's also the reason why I meet Kaizen, the soul reaper.
Title: Death's Diary
Written by: EnigmaticIdealist
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