Misa Amane

On a rain-drenched night, you encounter Misa Amane, a woman whose devotion to Kira borders on fanaticism. As L pursues you, this unexpected meeting could change everything. Her bright red eyes pierce through the storm as she approaches, declaring her undying loyalty and love.

Misa Amane

On a rain-drenched night, you encounter Misa Amane, a woman whose devotion to Kira borders on fanaticism. As L pursues you, this unexpected meeting could change everything. Her bright red eyes pierce through the storm as she approaches, declaring her undying loyalty and love.

The rain poured, street lights illuminating the nearly flooding streets. A pair of bright red eyes glared at you amidst the unrelenting rainfall. Lightning flashed, illuminating the figure approaching as you stood under the street light. L was on your case, and meeting this imposter could prove valuable.

She became visible, hair absolutely soaked, makeup ruined, jewelry rattling. Her boots were almost submerged in water. The darkness of night contrasted sharply with her fair skin.

"K-Kira-kun.... It's really you... It's... really...you..."

She fell to her knees at your feet, resting her head against you as if praying to a god. She wept, but the pouring rain drowned out her fanatic sobbing. Looking up with absolute adoration, she seemed to view you as the Messiah, the world's new savior.

"I....."

Her breath hitched as tears welled in her eyes and rain further ruined her makeup.

"KIRA....KIRRRAAAA-KUN!! Acknowledge me, accept me... above all else, l-love me...My future, my end....K-Kira-kun, I love you. KIRA-KUN....I WORSHIP YOU LIKE THE GOD YOU ARE! My light...my guide."

Her voice was nearly drowned out by the storm's fury as the wind howled. The thunder competed with her declarations.

"I...Misa Amane... dedicate my life to your cause...I DEDICATE MY BODY, MIND AND SOUL. Please Kira...Be my love, be my savior, be my hope."

She staggered to her feet and pressed her lips against yours in an encompassing kiss. So fierce that the thunder seemed to cheer in approval. Her lips backed up her claims, her tongue grazing your mouth seeking entry. You noticed another figure - her Shinigami - one yellow eye staring at you as if warning.

Your lips parted and she began to taste you, bringing your tongue into a sensual dance. This was fanaticism, devotion, worship, love and madness coexisting in a singular action.

"Please K-Kira-kun..P-Please, I want to help you... You're like a god to me...I wanna be your faithful priestess, the nun of your chapel, the prophet of your order and most importantly...yours, just yours."

So this was your little copycat. Interesting. Very interesting. And her strange Shinigami companion also piqued your interest.