Baca Manga Death Note Novels & Stories

Mingyu's POV (Detective/ Celine's bestfriend) Dino and I are eating hot noodles in a ramen shop. While slurping, I noticed the paperbag beside him. So out of curiosity, which I wished I didn't had this time, I pointed it and asked, "What is that?" "Ah, my dad asked me to buy these," he replied. "Books?" "No. Manga. Living no Matsunaga-san volume 8." I almost choke the noodles that were already inside my throat. If I failed, those noodles might went through the wrong tube and slipped down from my nose.

“Well, we can discuss that later. For now I want to read this note before your uncle takes it away to be analyzed.” I nodded, pulling a kerchief out of my pocket. I didn't want my fingerprint or hers getting on the note. I also didn't really believe we'd find anything. Whoever did it was a professional. I lifted the note gently, shaking it before I opened it. I ran my eyes over it, blood boiling before I passed it with the kerchief to Aria. She took it carefully, and read. “Death is beautiful, Aria. Back off while you still can.”

He takes a deep breath and disappointedly fumes. “Such a pain. Just what is it this time?” Knowing everything as this kind of call is a summon from him. He took the book and into his hands he read the title. “Death Reincarnate.” Remembering and quiet is the expert of such two lingering words, HIS voice echoes bringing him somewhat back into that day with HIS words that ring.

the sight made the hairs at the back of her neck stand. she took out her phone and switched on the light to have a better look. She noticed that they had spread around the base of the bench. No matter how much she looked, she could not locate anything rotten under the bench. rather a piece of paper stuck out from under one of the legs of the bench, then she pulled it out, and her heart started racing. The note read: ~Next time, they will be eating your dead flesh. ~ She let out a scream and dropped the note on the floor.

Behind the card there was a number and Jonathan's initials. I compared the signature and understood that the notebook had been his at some point. That could only be a terrible joke. A very ugly game. But I found myself flipping through the pages, trying to find Suzane's name. Maybe that was Jonathan's Death Note, his little reckoning notebook. But only Hunter was a well-known name for me. All the others were mere whimsical handwriting. I started thinking about the possibilities for that notebook to exist. If it were a list of traitors, then it would make sense for Hunter to be on it.

It was like someone or something was watching her but she could not see it. When she looked in her hand, she saw an aged note. The writings on it were carelessly written and were in black ink. She drew the note closer to examine the writings, trying to decipher it. It was not English, she knew that from her first glance at the note, but whatever language it was, she somehow could understand it. The note read: The Beginning Of The End Is Nigh. Then it vanished, the note turned to dust and the wind blew it away. That was when she saw it. That was she saw the multitude of dead lying on the ground, scattered everywhere. It was very horrific.