Hoshiro's Journal

Tuesday, January 4th 2411

Well, the days have been pretty damn uneventful. Shit, who am I kidding? It's well known by everyone shinigami, ghosts, and evil souls exist, but I never thought I'd be able to see them. I mean, you're put into school where they teach you to look for tell tale signs, like smoke rising from the residential domes to claw shaped marks burnt onto victims of the evil souls and to avoid those people and areas... but when people would ask, there were rarely anyone who could see ghosts or even produce a shred of truth to back up such accusations that they even existed. Damn fairy tale actually was true. Who woulda thunk it? So far, I've just been ignoring them, pretending I don't see anything. If I did, I'd be swept up in some damn mess I didn't ask for. Damn it. Why do I have to be the crazy guy who can do these things? My sister is the important one, why doesn't she get these powers or something?

Whatever.

I guess the worst that could happen is that I could get my soul devoured. As though that wasn't already a possibility. Ehhhh, this is so bothersome.