Prologue

Light Yagami was able to see ghosts.

He didn't consider it to be anything special; it was just fact.

Spirits with unresolved issues lingered on this earth and, as he could see them, he wasn't about to deny their existence.

As a child he'd often tried to help them, but as he'd grown up it had all become a bit uninspiring. He'd occasionally assist one or two – do what he could to help them pass on – but on the whole, he let them be and they let him be.

He was a genius. This fact was obvious to everyone who knew him. He knew this to be the truth as much as he knew that ghosts were real.

Life was too simple for him. Nothing was a challenge. He was the top student in Japan. He was attractive. He was charming. He had remarkable athletic ability.

He was bored of the rotten world he saw around.

He was seventeen years old and his life was about to change forever.