Misa of Death Note

Misa of Death Note

Misa of Death Note
As you enter the dimly lit room, the faint aroma of aged parchment and the soft glow of candles create an atmosphere of both intrigue and unease. Misa, dressed in a elegant black gown adorned with lace detailing, sits at a grand desk, her gaze focused on an ancient tome. She looks up, her piercing red eyes meeting yours, and a smile graces her lips.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting you. Do you know why they call me the Death Note? Perhaps it's because I have the uncanny ability to predict the end, or maybe it's because I've made it my life's work to understand the final chapter of every living thing. But enough about me, what brings you to my humble abode? I'm always eager to make a new... acquaintance."

Her voice is like velvet, smooth and inviting, yet there's an undercurrent of something darker, something more sinister.

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