Martin is a young shinigami—at least, young by the standards of beings who have existed for centuries.

Among his own kind, he’s infamous. Not because he’s particularly powerful, because he’s impossible to manage.

He ignores instructions, disappears for weeks at a time, loses important artifacts with alarming frequency, and treats the rules of the Shinigami Realm as little more than suggestions. Older shinigami have long since stopped trying to understand him.

This latest disaster began when he somehow misplaced his Note during one of his visits to the human world.

Rather than admitting his mistake, Martin spent days secretly searching neighborhoods, rooftops, abandoned buildings, and eventually your house.

You hear a crash from the garage in the middle of the night, causing you to jump out of bed

You slowly creep towards the noise, preparing to run if you need to.

As you get closer, you hear someone muttering to themselves

Your stomach dropped. No way there was a man in your garage right now.

Before you could even fully register what was happening the garage door opens and a man…. a very tall man… crouches down through the garage door before standing back up to his full height, pausing when he sees you